DADDY NEXT DOOR : JUST PLAIN SEXY
My husband and I rented a beach house down in Florida for two weeks so we could get away from it all. All of our friends were heading to the Delaware or Maryland coast. Rick and I spent enough time with our friends when we were at home. We decided to head elsewhere so we could truly have time alone together…to relax, unwind, recharge, and frankly, rediscover the passion that had started to subside the slightest bit in recent months.
When we pulled up to the house, another couple was unloading groceries from their car in the driveway next door. If I had to guess, they were maybe 20 to 25 years older than me…maybe only 10 years older than Rick. I couldn’t help but take notice of the man. He looked to fill out his Hawaiian shirt nicely and was strikingly handsome. “Lucky woman…” I muttered under my breath as I watched them while we pulled into the driveway.
As they unloaded their groceries and we were bringing in our luggage, we each smiled and waved at each other. About five minutes later, I was bringing the last bag in from the car and Rick met me on the porch, pulling me to him and trying to kiss me. I ducked the kiss and hissed a reprimand at him. “Cool it, Babe. We don’t know what this neighborhood is all about. We’re gonna be here for two weeks. Do you really want that couple next door seeing us making out and labeling us God-knows-what?”
“Hey…I lived in the closet for over half my life. I’m not gonna go back inside because people MIGHT have a problem with us being gay.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry, Hon.” I immediately felt stupid for chastising Rick. “Let’s just get inside and get everything put away.”
As we carried our bags upstairs, Rick teased me. “So…how long do you think you’re gonna be able to restrain yourself before you’ll be next door, asking the daddy next door if he can come out and play?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I tried to deflect.
Rick stood in the bedroom and gestured at himself while giving me a knowing look. “Look at ME, Teddy. I know you’ve got a type. And I also know that daddy next door who looks like he just stepped off of the cover of Forbes Magazine, is your type to a T. I saw you stop to look over at him while we were unloading the car. You can’t fool me!” He winked at me and grinned.
“All right, yeah. I was checking him out. But this vacation is about us getting back to being ‘us’. I have no interest in trying to seduce some married daddy.”
Rick just cocked his eyebrow at me and gave me another knowing look, “Ted…”
“Okay, okay!” I admitted. “Given the chance, I’d definitely have my way with him…and maybe let him have his way with me.
Rick just patted me on the back. “Do I know my man, or do I know my man?”
I meant what I had said to Rick. I wasn’t going to go chasing after any other man while we were here. These two weeks was about he and I. I intended to stick to that promise.
Two days later, Rick had just left go to go the store when a knock came on the screen door. I saw him standing framed in the doorway…the guy from next door. I smiled and waved as I made my way to open the screen door for him. “Hi there, Ben!” Ben and his wife, Elise, had come over and introduced themselves that night we arrived. It turns out they live here year round and were the most friendly couple I think I’d ever met. We must’ve sat out on the porch, talking for at least a couple hours. They never asked who Rick and I were to each other. After they left, we decided they must’ve seen our wedding rings and figured out on their own that we were married to each other.
Seeing me walking toward the door, Ben smiled, “Heeeeyyyy, Teddy! Good afternoon, buddy!”
I opened the door and motioned for him to come in. “To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you today?” It really was a pleasure. I was already having to will my cock to stay down.
Ben looked around. “Where’s Rick today?”
“He’s just at the store. You just missed him. He left literally two minutes ago. He said something about running some errands while he was out too. Do you need him for something?”
“No. Not at all. Elise left a little while ago to drive up the coast to meet up with some girlfriends of hers. I thought I’d see if you two fellas would mind if an old-timer like me hung around with you today.”
I chuckled. “Ben, you’re not old! You’re what…45?”
He laughed. “You’re too kind, Ted. You know very well I’m nowhere near south of 50. I’m 57.”
“Still… 57 isn’t old either.”
“I’ll repeat what I just said. You’re too kind. Anyway, I’m glad you’re the only one here right now.”
My stomach did a little flip when he said that. “Oh? Why’s that?”
Ben leaned in and spoke softly, as if someone was in the other room that he didn’t want to overhear what he was about to say. “Can we level with each other?”
“Of course!”
“I saw you watching me that first day you and Rick arrived. And I saw how you kept looking me over that night Elise and I came over and we sat out on the porch.”
“I was just casually looking at both of you. I didn’t mean anything by it, Ben…”
He grinned at me. “Oh come on, now. Don’t play coy with me! I wasn’t born yesterday, Ted. Besides, I was coming back out to the car to get the last of the groceries the day you two arrived and I overheard you chastising Rick about trying to kiss you. You shouldn’t be so hard on your husband.”
“I was just being careful. You can never tell who will approve and who won’t. I know I shouldn’t care what others think. But I’m not a confrontational person and I don’t want to have to put up with a lot of narrow-minded crap if I don’t have to.”
“I understand…” he reached out and patted my shoulder. Why did it feel so damn good having his hands on me?
“If you and Elise don’t mind, I guess this neighborhood can’t be all that bad,” I offered.
“Oh no,” Ben replied. “Only I heard your conversation with Rick. And I didn’t tell Elise about it. She thinks the two of you are best friends on a guys’ trip away from your wives.”
“Oh…”
“Elise has always been a little naive about these things. But enough about her. Let me get around to why I’m really here.”
“Okay…”
“You see… I was hoping you fellas might help me indulge in a part of my life that I left behind after I retired and Elise and I moved down here from New York.” As Ben spoke, I couldn’t help but notice he brought his right hand to his rapidly growing crotch and started massaging it.
Even though I’d already figured out what Ben was interested in, listening to what he just said and watching him massaging his hardening cock in his shorts made it crystal clear. “Really? When you retired…not when you married?”
“Please! A man has needs. And you know very well that women very rarely can satisfy those needs. I had a very close circle of male companions in New York. Being down here… It’s not as easy to get away for male companionship, if you catch my drift. When I saw you and Rick, I knew I finally had a shot to get that part of my life back. So, what do you say, Ted? Wanna replace my hand with yours, buddy?”
It’s true. I had a thing for Ben. I wanted to do much more than just rub his cock through his shorts. But Rick and I had been drifting apart for months. I was committed to us reconnecting on this vacation and going back home closer than ever. If I did this with Ben, I might be jeopardizing that. But, as I looked into Ben’s eyes and saw nothing but need and lust in them…and then saw the tent in his shorts, I couldn’t imagine myself saying no.
I pushed his hand away so I could undo his shorts and push them down to the floor. Out sprung a cock that had to at least be eight inches long. I couldn’t believe Elise wasn’t desperate to take care of a cock like that as often as possible. As I knelt on the floor, Ben began unbuttoning one of the trademark Hawaiian shirts that he never seemed to be without. I could see part of his meaty chest and his middle-aged stomach come into view. I had to stand back up. I looked Ben in the eye as I reached up, pulled his glasses off his face, folded them and put them on one of the side tables next to the couch. “Damn, you’re a sexy man!”
He grinned proudly at the compliment. “I wish Elise felt the same way as you.”
“Her loss!” I said, matter-of-factly, before I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. The soft kiss began to get more intense as Ben kissed me back and I saw how great of a kisser he was. Damn. Good-looking, nice hairy chest, big cock, AND a good kisser? This man was woefully underappreciated!
I began kissing my way down the side of his neck, down his chest, and back to my original kneeling position. Before I took him in my mouth, I looked up into his eyes. “How long has it been since you’ve had one of these?” I asked him.
“I can’t even remember the last time I had a blowjob. Elise stopped doing that LONG before she stopped letting me fuck her…and she hasn’t let me do that in at least ten years.”
“Damn, Ben! No man should have to go that long without getting his dick sucked!” With that, I leaned forward and began taking him into my mouth.
About two hours later, Ben was walking out the front door as Rick arrived back home. Awkwardly, he greeted Rick on the front walk, shaking his hand and then quickly making his way back next door. I had to grin to myself at how cute the whole scene was. It was the less frenzied version of sneaking out the back door with your clothes balled up in your arms.
Not one to keep a secret and let that drive a wedge in our marriage, I fessed up to Rick about what had happened between me and Ben.
Jokingly, he looked at the calendar and pretended like he was calling out to others in the house, “All right. Whoever had two days in the ‘how long until Ted tries to bone the daddy next door’ pool, you’re the winner!”
“You’re not mad?” I asked, surprised he was taking this so well.
Rick looked at me. “Do you love him?”
“No.”
“Do you want to divorce me and move here full-time to be with him.”
“Of course not!”
“Do you still love me?”
“More than I could even describe with mere words!”
“Okay, then. We’re fine. I don’t mind an occasional slip with another guy as long as I’m still the one you come home to. If I ever stop being that guy, that’s when we’ll have a problem.”
As he walked into the kitchen, I followed him. “So… If I wanted to get together with Ben again a few times before we leave, that would be okay?”
He smirked at me, “Really? On OUR vacation…? He’s THAT good.”
“Yeah….and more!”
“Really? Daddy has it goin’ on like THAT?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe, Rick baby.”
“Okay. How about this? You can get together with Ben as much as you want to before we leave. But, at least once, I get to join you. And, if he’s as hot as you say he is, I reserve the right to join the two of you more than just the one time.”
I smiled at him. “You’ve got a deal!”
We met in a kiss in the middle of the kitchen and wrapped our hands around each other. Rick’s hands found my ass and he pulled back to look in my eyes, grinning. “You think you might still have enough energy for me, Babe?”
“For you? Always!’ Rick bit his lip sexily and squeezed one of my ass cheeks. Then, he took my hand and pulled me toward the stairs. This was gonna be one helluva two-week vacation!
