1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    grinned. “So, he was he?” “I said I’m not going to tell you!” “I’ll tell you who I was fucking,” he said. He said this in a very low voice that would not carry into the next room where the children were. Andrea got up to reheat her coffee in the microwave. She was not certain she wanted to hear this. “The stewardess on my plane yesterday,” he continued. “She was a real hottie. And flirtatious. I’ll tell you, most of the stewardesses these days are old cows with no personality.” Andrea returned to the table and picked up a section of the newspaper. “But I’ll tell you what,” Mark continued, “when you took that pillow off your head, and I saw you there, it was you, baby. It was you all the way from there!” Andrea smiled and stared at her coffee cup. She felt a pang of guilt. She had achieved her best orgasm in memory while fantasizing the entire time about someone other than her husband, someone who lived quite near, someone who was quite young…. “So…?” he asked, looking at his wife with a sly smile. It shook Andrea from her momentary day dream and she looked at her husband quizzically. He repeated his question: “Who was he?” “Okay,” Andrea said, exasperated. “It was Brad Pitt, okay?!” “Brad Pitt!” Mark exclaimed. “Come on, Andrea, that’s so…unimaginative!” Andrea meekly sipped her coffee and then nearly spit it out, for suddenly, standing at the glass door to the back patio, was Brandon Johns, holding a large package. Mark got up and went to the patio door and opened it. ...
    “Hello, Brandon,” he greeted the boy. “What’s ya got there?” “This package for you guys was delivered to our house by mistake.” “Oh, it must be some stuff I ordered on line,” Andrea said as she got up from the table. Mark stood aside to let the boy come into the kitchen. “Just set it on the counter, Brandon,” Andrea said. “Thank you so much.” Andrea then puttered nervously about the kitchen as her husband began to chatter amiably with the teen. Stealing a glance at Brandon at one moment, she was impressed by how the boy stood erect as he spoke, his shoulders back, his eyes confidently regarding her husband. The two men I had sex with last night! This thought popped into her head out of the blue and she turned away from them, not certain what kind of expression she had on her face. The two of them covered all the male bases in two minutes: sports, cars, women, and then sports again. Pretending not to pay attention as she checked on the apple pie in the oven, Andrea’s ears picked up when Brandon said at one point, in answer to a question, that, no, he didn’t have a girlfriend. “Well,” Mark said finally, looking at his watch, “I’ve got to get the kids going. Nice seeing you, Brandon.” “Yes, Mr. Williams, nice seeing you, too.” Mark walked toward the family room to gather up Jeremy and Megan. Brandon turned to leave. “Brandon,” Andrea said. “Why don’t you stay and have some apple pie. You always loved my apple pies. I’m taking it out of the oven right now.” The boy hesitated. “Come ...
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