Back home for the summer for some unexpected fun with the French couple upstairs, or the wife at least.

I'll start off by saying I don't live in the US, just in case the neighbor situation I'll be talking about sounds weird.

My family home is relatively big, two above-ground floors, and a basement (it's not really the type of basement used for storage, but a complete living space, pretty popular where I'm from, cool in the summer, warm in the winter, yadda yadda). In the basement was only me, my mother, and my younger sister when I still lived at home.

My mom decided to start renting one of the upper floors for some extra income since we just couldn't use all that space. This was about the time I left for college.

I came back for summer break during my second year. It was hot as shit and I didn't have many friends around anymore so I spent most of my days at home, mostly fucking around in the pool. The pool wasn't accessible for the other residents, so it'd be just me and my sister most of the time. But it's visible from their windows.

I was always very aware of the fact that someone could be watching, and I didn't know the neighbors yet, so I'd glance up very often when my younger sister was around as I was worried someone in there might turn out to be a creep. Sure enough, a couple days in, I saw a pair of eyes behind one of the bedroom windows, a woman's, looking at me, not my sister. That.. I didn't mind so much, it got me a little curious.

I asked my mother for some details about the new neighbors, all I knew was that it was a couple in vacation. She told me they were in their fourties, French, and allegedly very nice, but my mother thought everyone was very nice. Well, shit happens, I've been caught staring at people sometimes when I really was just spacing out or they caught me the moment I looked at them, so I didn't think much more about it.

A few days later, my mother came into my room and asked me if I could help them with some internet issues. This was pretty classic shit, still am the go to IT guy for all of my family. I sighed, already knowing I'd probably be fixing shit all summer for them now. And headed upstairs.

I knocked, and the husband opened the door, he introduced himself, asked me what my name meant, told me my French was great, told me to come in. His wife was in the living room, remote in hand in front of a blank TV screen. Those were definitely the same eyes that I'd caught. And oh my LORD was it my turn to stare. That women had INCREDIBLE breasts. She was wearing a very thin t-shirt, and absolutely nothing underneath, her nipples poked through and I tried my damned hardest to.. well, not not look, but only look when I could get away with it.

Same routine with the wife, introduction, all that, her name was Sylvie. She was a cute woman, a little above average, looked to be about 45-ish, but her body was anything but average. I desperately wanted her to stand up so I could see what her ass looked like.

I tried to bring my mind back to the internet issue, which turned out to be a TV issue, which turned out to be an inability to plug in an HDMI cable issue, and I was immediately showered with compliments. Usually I'd hate this as it would just mean I'd be coming back every time something didn't work, but after looking at this woman I wanted every goddamn thing in this house to break.

I didn't think about this until years later, but the vibe was immediately a little too friendly, you know? Her being dressed that way, the husband literally sat me on the couch next to her, thigh to thigh. They offered me a drink and asked me to stay a little bit, but I bounced quickly since I could barely hide my hard-on.

I met the wife again a couple days after that at the front-door, she asked me to help her carry some groceries (meaning two bags that weighed about.. 10lbs each). And I obliged, again, I found myself inside, talking to her alone, the husband having dropped her off and left to do whatever.

She stood really close to me at all times, she insisted on getting me something to drink and came back to sit next to me on the sofa. I could feel myself getting harder as all kinds of thoughts started forming in my head, I was glancing at her breasts, her lips, not being terribly subtle. She readjusted herself so that our legs were now touching.

Sylvie sighed and smiled at me, we looked at each other in silence for what was only a few seconds but it felt like an eternity. Her hand came up slowly and landed on my chest, which my heart was trying very hard to jump out of.

I instinctively grabbed her wrist, mostly not wanting her to feel that I was freaking out rather than not wanting her to touch me, but she stopped and asked me if this was alright. I let go of her wrist and nodded, then I grabbed it again and said "but.. your.." She knew what I was getting at and said it was fine, he doesn't mind. I was not familiar with the concept of cucks at this point, so I was a little confused but did not really care either way.

"You can touch me too if you want."

I scooted closer and put an arm around her waist, and the other on her arm. Her skin was soft and a few goosebumps appeared after I touched her. I looked at her every couple seconds as if to reassure myself this was happening, and she wanted it. Her smile faded a little bit and started looking a little more out of it, her mouth opened and she let out long, hot breaths that I felt on my neck.

I held her cheek and leaned in, she met me halfway and we kissed, I still vividly remember the taste of her chapstick, it tasted like strawberry. Her lips felt soft and I could feel her tongue tapping my own lips slightly with each kiss. She reached around and put a hand on my shoulder and used it to get herself on my lap. I was so fucking hard already. She was wearing this long, flowy skirt and had to hike it up a little to be able to straddle me, and I wanted her to feel what she was getting herself on top of. I lifted up her skirt higher, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer, sitting her on top of my crotch.

"Oh fuck, is that for me?" She said.

I nodded, and kissed her. I was still relatively unexperienced and did not know how to dirty talk at this point, she didn't seem to mind, if anything my lack of experience probably made this hotter for her.

Her breasts were directly in front of my face now, I wanted her nipples in my mouth before anything else. I stopped kissing her, and got to removing her shirt. This time sadly, there was a bra underneath, my archnemesis. She wrapped her hands on my shoulders and propped herself up on her knees, so that I could kiss her chest. I put my face in her cleavage and wrapped my hands around her hips. As she propped herself up like that I felt her pubic bone touch my abs, it's a random detail to mention but that drove me nuts.

I reached around, failed a couple times at unhooking her bra, she held my head and kissed me as I tried again, and finally succeeded. Her breasts were incredible, slightly bigger than my hands, soft, pretty. I stood her up, removed her skirt, removed my own shirt and pants, and sat her back down on my lap, both of us in undewear now, skin to skin. Couldn't fucking believe it. She had thick, curvy thighs and an ass to match. I reached around and slid my hand inside her panties to feel it and squeeze it as I kept sucking her nipples.

"Slap it."

I was thinking about that exact thing and reacted so quickly I made her jump, I smacked her ass, lightly, and she asked for more, harder. Every time she would jump a little bit and everything would shake. I moved my hand further down, feeling how wet she now was, she moaned and just said "yes", tilting her ass up a little to allow me to reach easier. I had a better idea.

I stood her up, took off my boxers and her panties and hugged her as we were standing, my dick resting on her stomach. I felt her hand cupping my balls and caressing them. I joked that this wasn't what I had in mind but I liked his as well, she laughed and asked me what I had in mind. I sat her in my lap, this time with her back to me, my dick in between her thighs. I kissed her neck, played with her breasts, and used my dick to rub her pussy. It drove her, and me, completely nuts. Her head slowly tilted back and her mouth slowly opened, her eyes closed and her eyebrows starting to frown as if she was trying to focus, she said nothing but "yes, keep going, keep doing that."

I kept it up until she grab my dick with one hand, and the hand I had on her breasts with the other, stopping me while she quivered and moaned, cumming on top of me.

She settled down slowly, then started laughing. "I like your ideas a lot, you'll show me more."

I nodded and kissed her shoulders, my hands immediately went back to what they were doing, grabbing at her breasts, her thighs, her pussy. She moaned softly and asked me to wait, so I did. She got up and leaned forward to kiss me, and told me she'd take care of me.

She was now on her knees, her arms resting on my thighs as she kissed my dick up and down, holding it against her face while looking me right in the eyes, I desperately wanted to hold it together but I didn't have much left in me. I said "where can I...", she said "in my mouth". Fuck me that alone almost made me cum.

I asked her to take it slow, I wanted to enjoy it, and she did, but it only made it feel better. She licked, she kissed, she would play with my frenulum with her tongue which I did not know could feel so good yet. My dick slowly entered her mouth, lips wrapped tight around it, it disappeared slowly inside her head. I felt her tongue, wet and warm running along the length of it, while she carassed my balls softly.

I tapped her on the head and she got it as deep inside her mouth as she could, her tongue still doing wonders, and I came, moaning like I never had before. I filled up her mouth and her throat. She slowly took it out, I held her head there a bit more, asking her to hold on until I got soft inside her mouth. It felt.. blissful, she nursed my cock for a little while while i ran my fingers in her hair.

After that, I sat her again in my lap and kissed her, asking if this was really okay, she confirmed again, told me not to worry and that we would do it again. She gave me her number and I basically became her toy for that entire summer, and we did eventually fuck, the very next time actually. In case it wasn't clear, the husband knew, obviously. He also did watch, although at the time I wasn't super comfortable with it so we did it exactly once, we took some videos the other times and that was that. It kind of.. left its mark, to this day, as fucked up as it is, I enjoy the idea of fucking someone's girl right in front of then, although at the time it weirded me out.

If the story doesn't bomb too badly, I'll write tomorrow or the day after about the other happenings. Thanks for reading!