Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (part 17)

Tim had too much to drink

The house to the east of us had been on the market for sale nearly a year and just wouldn’t move. My husband Tim and I thought that the asking price was too high. It is a very nice house with many extras but just overpriced. But when the price was reduced it took only a few days for the sign in the front yard to say “Sold!” That was almost two months ago and since then it has been sold and I have been pleased to see who our new neighbor to our east is.

His name is Derrick and we learned that he is 42 years old and was divorced at age 38 and he and the ex wife had no children. A new job brought him to the local area to serve as their senior accountant to start up a new division for the company.

We actually met him on his moving in day and Tim and I immediately took a liking to him. I have since found him to be one of those “Jacks Of All Trades with a Green Thumb” kind of guys and totally independent. He comes over a lot and shows me how to prune our shrubs and trees and he even helped me with my rose bushes when I redid the back yard. I often take over a casserole for his dinner and such things as that. Overall, he’s an unbelievable catch for a neighbor.

There were things about Derrick, however, that began to work on my mind. He was tall and muscular lean and very handsome and very polite. Almost every time we would see him during the evening or on the weekends he is just wearing a pair of jogging shorts when he worked in his yard. He has an incredible tan! I suppose so though because like everyone on the street he has a privacy fence around his back yard and a swimming pool. Anyone who has all that in their back yard better have a good tan, I for sure do.

Recently Tim started teasing me of how he always catches Derrick looking me over. I would joke back to Tim about how I like to flirt and tease him. Tim warned me to remember that don’t got to far, he might think your after him. I was but I was not going to let my hubby know.

But behind it all I was realizing how tempting it was to think about Derrick. After all, almost every guy 40 years old and more was showing extra baggage around the waistline and only interested in TV sports from a recliner chair! Not Derrick. He was always doing something in his yard, fixing something, building something or if nothing else just going for a swim in his pool. Than one day I saw him with weights out on his deck, will, will, will so that is how he keeps that trim figure.

Look at that stud he is always wearing those flimsy nylon jogging shorts and that’s all. I’ve even entertained the thought of sometime taking something over and after opening his gate to the privacy fence catch him skinny dipping in his pool! On one particular hot day I fantasized rubbing oil over his naked body in the sun and then giving him a hand job. Then my thoughts took me further to actually riding him.

So I began dressing a little more sexy for when ever I was in the backyard or even when I had to run over to Derrick’s house to take something over. I realized that Tim was right and that Derrick didn’t really try to hide the fact that he was looking me over. Most of all I was really liking it. Here I am 10 years younger then this guy and maybe causing him to get a little bit horny! One of my girl friends asked when I told her about him if I was causing a disturbance in Derricks jogging shorts that I might have to remedy that for him one day. Anytime I start acting this way I know that I get in one of those moods where I get turned on about someone making love to me. I have gotten to like it when that hunk is checking me out and I can get him horny.

Things began to spice up one Saturday early evening when Tim and I came home from having Mexican food out at one of our favorite hole in the wall places. We both had too many margaritas and Tim was in the mood for some pussy. We got to our bedroom and Tim got me on the bed and started telling me he was going to eat my pussy, he was horny.

I took off my blouse and pulled my bra away from my big 40DD’s so he could kiss and suck on my tits. I lie on the bed and let him climb on top of me and fell my boobs as he licked on them.

“Marca did you see how those four guys at that round table across from us, they kept looking at you? It was if they could see your pussy baby I saw they were looking down under our table.”

Oh Tim if you only knew you little dick thing, they were looking at my pussy because when I went to the ladies room I took my panties off. “Wow do you think they wanted to fuck me?”

“Fucking right they did, if you had given them any hint of being anything but a lady they would have come over to the table and put the hit on you.”

Poor Tim he had no clue that was what one of them did when Tim went to take a pee in the men’s room. I told the guy that I had to be cool, but I did get his number and he went back to his table.

“I want to fuck you tonight Marca, you want some cock baby?” you bet you ass I do, but not your little we-we of a cock. “Baby yes, but I want you to eat me first! Let me go to the bathroom, you get undress!”

I went to my bath to get undress and put a little perfume on and pee. Setting on the pot I got dizzy, shit I’m drunk. When I got back to the bedroom my drunken hubby was on the bed naked and out, his little dick was like a nub, no pussy for him tonight.

Fuck I was horny and when I get drunk I want to screw. I had on my fuck me heels I wore out to eat and my thong, shit I might as will get myself off and go to sleep, I turned the bedroom light off and was about to get my dildo out from my night stand when I saw the bedroom light from across the way come on in Derrick’s house. I looked down at Tim and called his name, no answer, see you later my love. I slipped on an old sundress that came down to my knees, but was low cut and showed my cleavage off better than most of my low cut things do.

I went down to the kitchen and got the left over from the Mexican food we had. I went back to the hall mirror and looked one last time. I pulled my panties down to the floor. I looked up at the mirror and winked so I stepped out of them and headed over to Derrick’s. I was carrying a foil covered plate to take over for Derrick to have for his dinner.

From this point everything started to move quickly. I entered through Derrick’s gate and headed towards his sun patio and sliding doors to the kitchen. Derrick stepped out to greet me and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he knew the dress was all I had on.

“Hi neighbor, ah neighborrrrr you hungry …?” I told him that we had been out to eat and had some left over and would he care for them. I almost fell on my ass as I climbed up the steps to his patio deck.

“Marca you been drinking?”

“Yes, and I think I had too … toooooo much, we had 3 pictures of marg … margaritas and I drank one of them.”

“Where is Tim?”

“Drunk in our bed, asleep, he had the other two pictures. Let me put this on the counter and you can eat me … ah I mean it later.”

I was setting the plate on his stove counter and then I returned outside. When I came back outside I easily noticed very obvious semi hardness in his jogging shorts. My eyes went wide and I made my mouth into the big O. He caught me looking at it and had to sense that I liked knowing that I caused it.

“Marca you are drunk on your ass girl!”

“Yes how did you knowwwww?” as I was rocking back and forth on my heels trying to remain up right. Feeling rather bold I walked over closer to him and said, “I better get back to my sleeping husband, he had so much to drink he will be out until noon tomorrow.”

“No need to run off if he is dead to the world for the rest of the night, and besides it’s early.”

We were looking into each others eyes and the drinks were making me lose control of things. “Will he want miss me since he was will be out for the rest of the night.”

Than out of the blue he leaned over and kissed me full mouth and I let his tongue dance across and over my lips. It seem like we kissed forever and his right hand was feeling my left boob and I did nothing to stop him. When we broke the kiss the first words out of him was telling me he was sorry for what he did.

“Oh Derrick you got me at the worst time when I’m drunk I get like this, you know hot for it, it was my fault for kissing you back.”

“You’re hot and I’m horny, hell I’m always horny when I see you.”

He still had his hand on my breast and I dropped my hand down to his front. Than we kissed again, just as much passion as the first and our hands were feeling each other in all the right places, shit he was hard and had a good size cock. We stopped kissing and his lips went to my neck which always sends me over the top. I whisper in his ear, “My hubby can’t know about this!”

“I will never say a word.”

“Derrick if you would like I could take care of that for you while I’m here … here also.” I put my hand down on his big package.

Derrick reached for the bottom of dress with both his hands and pulled it up over my head as I raised my arms up. The air, the early evening breeze, and his eyes were all touching me and it felt so good. I stood there for him to take in the view. “Oh fuck Marca you got a body, you got the biggest tits I have ever seen, oh to tit fuck them!”

I took step toward him and inserted my thumbs behind the elastic of his shorts and as I knelt down onto my knees I pulled them down. His love stick sprang forward right in front of my face.

“O … OH Jesus, oh sweeeeeet Jesuuuuuus that thing is biiiigggg …….. !”

I took my right hand and as lightly as I could handle his balls. His cock hardened more and I leaned forward so that my lips were just barely touching his knob. I let my tongue explore his shaft and take sample tastes of his manhood. I stood up to face him with my hand wrapped around his weapon of mass pleasure. He motioned me a few steps back to where a huge beach towel was spread out on the deck of the patio. I sat down and looked up at him looking down at me.

He gently eased me back so that I was lying flat on my back. I looked up at him standing naked and eager. His body was tone, lean and totally tan. He didn’t appear at all intimidated by the fact my husband was next door but rather I sensed a confidence radiating from his face. His cock was hard and as honey roasted tan as the rest of him. His eyes studied me all over and I could tell he was pleased. I reached both hands down and placed them on my thighs and began to raise my knees. I spread my thighs open in an attempt to convey my invitation.

He stepped between my legs and knelt down. He leaned forward and placed his hands beside both of my shoulders and then began to lower himself as if doing a push up. Doing so his cock touched my bald pussy, my totally shaven pussy. His hardness was throwing heat and was throbbing at my opening as he began touching my neck with his lips. I couldn’t hold back my gasp nor could I control the heat shivers that I was experiencing. I was ready to take his cock however he would give it.

“Oh I have been wanting you to fuckkkkkk me since for …. Forever!”

But instead of pouncing on me for a quick ride he kept kissing my neck. He held himself up in a way that his lips and the head of his cock were the only parts of him touching me. His gentleness and obvious display of experience convinced me that he was a veteran lover!

I reached my hand to wrap my fingers around his shaft and pressed it against my opening. With my one hand I was teasing his love tool as well as my love opening at the same time. He positioned himself so that I could begin feeding his gorgeous meat into my hungry wetness. He began to slide into me with ease. Both our bodies were beginning to glow and throw heat in the open air and the darkness of the coming night. He slowly and ever so gently kept increasing his depth into me with soothing strokes. His style was giving me sensations that I have never had before.

Somehow he maintained a position of keeping his entire body weight off of me. The only part on him touching me was his cock inside of me. He seemed to be able to read my breathing and body movements in a way that he could give himself to pleasing me to the fullest pleasure experience.

“Oh it’s good, oh yes I needed this I so wanted a good fuck tonight, oh yes, yessss sweet Jes … Jesus!”

As he continued a slow stroking inside of me I could feel him begin to swell several times in a way that was driving me wild. Somehow every time that it seemed he was swelling to reach climax and cum he was able to control and delay himself which in no way disappointed me.

“GOD DAMN IT WOMEN EVEN DRUNK YOU’RE A GOOD FUCK!” Then he began to increase his speed and he smiled as he began to swell again inside of me again. It swelled and swelled and he stroked me faster and faster until he began to cum in eruption like throbbing that seemed to go on and on. We both breathed heavily and moaned with satisfaction.

“Shit I’ll be your punch, your slut pussy cock sucking whore, you can fuck me whenever you need some pussy baby!”

When he finished filling me it was then for the first time that he lowered himself down onto me just enough that our bodies touched and it felt so incredibly wonderful as he began kissing my neck again and his cock remained inside of me still hard as you would expect a pro to be! I started making my pussy suck his cock, clamp down on it and work it like I was milking him.

“Fuck your making your pussy suck on me, fuck I never had any woman do that.”

“You get me in bed and I’ll make my pussy do things to you that you will never want to stop fucking me!”

Derrick stood himself up and reached down to help me up to my feet. He took a terrycloth towel and wrapped it around me. I looked at him standing before me naked and to my amazement still hard. I grabbed my dress shirt off of the chair and I knelt down before him with my face in front of his handsome, tan cock. With my dress I gently and deliberately wiped off his love tool and took it ever so softly into my mouth. I took as much of it as I could and then began massaging it with my tongue. He left no doubt in my mind that he enjoyed it.

I stood up, opened the towel and pressed myself against him so that our naked chests were against each other and I kissed him on his neck. So intense in my mind was the thought that maybe he will make love to me again. So much did I want to that I whispered to him, “Maybe I can slip over again. My husband Tim is out of town a few days out of the month. He actually knows that I came over here to give you a left over dish, did you like my dish of goodies?”

“Does he know you fuck around, you two got an open marriage, you into swinging?”

“No I’m the prim and proper corporate wife; I just fuck around, not him!”

Derrick looked at me and smiled and said, “You can come over and bring me fresh pussy and even borrow a cup of sugar any time you like!”

Wow! I can handle him living in this neighborhood! I turned and with my dress over my arm I walked away from him making sure I did that cat walk wiggle to let him know what he had coming the next time we got together and I tuned back to look at him as I let myself out the gate.

Did I ever learn a valuable lesson! And I don’t think that I’ll ever buy sugar again since I have a good place to go borrow some!


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