Joining the neighborhood

The last box was officially unpacked.

Everything was already put away and neatly organized exactly where it was supposed to go. Historic houses like this one usually offered a lot of different storage spaces, so I was happy with the result.

My name is Lorie and I just moved, with my husband and daughters, to a new house in the beautiful and idyllic suburb of Moist Meadows. There were mostly Colonial mansions, with sprawling gardens, enormous pools and carriage houses. It was definitely an affluent neighborhood, and even though my husband was a university literature professor, he came from old money, so we could afford this kind of lifestyle.

This was our fresh start.

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Five months ago, as I was visiting my husband Steven at his office at the university, I caught him fucking one of his students.

The young girl was sitting on his desk, laying back on her elbows, knees up and feet resting on the desk's edge. He was standing in front of her, fucking her violently, with long, hard thrusts.

She was moaning in ecstasy and moving her hips in time with his thrusts. He was grunting like an animal, sweat dripping from his brow.

My husband had been relatively handsome in his youth, but with age he's become quite sloppy in taking care of himself.

At 6'1, balding and a slim but soft body, he looked his age, at 58 years old.

We met when I was 18, my first year of college and he was my professor.

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I came from a poor family, classic trailer trash. I was there as a scholarship student and looking for any way I could to get out of there and never go back. My mama was a whore and a junkie, while my daddy liked to drink and watch her fuck her clients.

On my 18th birthday daddy came into my room late at night and showed me how a woman was supposed to please her man. For the next month he had me every which way and even shared me with his 2 brothers.

I couldn't handle being surrounded by all that trash, so I decided I was never going back there.

When I discovered that my new professor was part of THE Preston family, I knew he was my way out.

I started visiting him at office hours, pretending to be oh so interested in literature and really anything he had to say. I wore my best clothes when seeing him, elegant and conservative. But I always let a little something slip -- the tops of my garters when crossing my legs, a lacy pink bra visible when I bent down, the top of my thong when my shirt rose as I raised my arms.

I followed him one night when he went out on a date. When the girl he was with went to the bathroom I came in after her and pretended to give her a girl to girl warning that he was a pervert. She snuck out right then.

When he emerged from the restaurant 30 minutes later I purposely bumped into him and struck up a conversation. I pretended that I had just come from yoga and was wearing a skin tight workout outfit under my coat. He noticed immediately. I made sure to have a bit of a cameltoe and that my nipples were hard (I pinched them hard before bumping into him).

That's all it took for him to try and take advantage of me. I pretended to resist him but eventually he "convinced me" to go to his place for a drink.

That night I fucked him until dawn, but not before poking the condom. I made sure my pussy was all he could think about and would keep coming back for it.

I let him fuck me anywhere and everywhere. After about two months I knew I was pregnant.

I made sure to tell him when his parents were visiting. They were disappointed but knew what had to happen. We got married 2 months later in front of his snobby friends and family. They told everyone I came from an old money winery family that had fallen on hard times.

From a trailer trash whore, I clawed my way out to a rich stay at home mom.

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I was actually surprised that he was cheating on me. I tried to fuck him at least every 4 or 5 days, as well as give him a blowjob once a week. I needed my marriage to be solid, as we had an airtight prenup and I risked losing the lifestyle I was accustomed to if he left me.

So I stood there, observing them from the open door, since they were too into each other to really notice me.

"Oh yeah yes! Mr Preston oh! I'm gonna cum!" the little harlot moaned.

I looked closely at her and knew she was faking. In all these years, he hadn't once made me cum.

"Fuck, fuck! It's so good! So tight!" he grunted, thrusting inside her like a rutting pig. He fucked me like that too unfortunately.

I slowly moved back out and closed the door. This was one of those times I had to think it through and maybe let it go.

When I turned I saw my husband's colleague, the head of his department, standing behind me. He saw everything and thought that I was in shock.

Everything happened rather quickly after that. Everyone found out my husband had fucked a 19 year old in his office, when he had children the same age. A student, at that.

It took his mother intervening to bury everything and transfer him to another university.

In the meantime though, all our friends found out what had happened and abandoned us. My girlfriends avoided me like the plague, not because of what happened but because I stayed with him after.

But they didn't understand. Everything I had been through to climb out of the trash. I had to stay.

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So we moved to Moist Meadows for a new start. Steven had of course apologized profusely and begged for my forgiveness, promising it was only an impulsive moment and that the girl had seduced him. As a piece offering he bought me that house.

We were settling in as well as we could.

Our daughters, Chloe and Angie, hated their father. They knew what had happened and they felt sorry for me. They mostly hated him because they had to change schools in the middle of the year.

Both my girls took after me. Chloe was 20 and attended the same university her father taught at. She was a beautiful girl, at 5'6, with long, golden blond hair. She loved playing volleyball and her toned body showed it. Like me, she developed early. She was now sporting 30D titties, and had a perky ass.

Boys have been obsessed with her since middle school, but I taught her well. She knew she had to be as discrete as possible and look for an eligible bachelor that she could wrap around her finger. She wasn't very bright, but she was cunning.

My other daughter Angie was 18. At 5'4 she had long honey blond hair and was very slim from all the years doing ballet. Unfortunately it was like puberty never hit her, as she remained an A cup with very little to show. Where she was lacking in the physical department though she made up for with cuteness. She was shy and reserved so I planned to push her toward politically ambitious men looking for a bland and conservative wife.

As for me, I've always thought I looked very good for my age. At 39 I still had a slender and toned body, from doing pilates every day. My 30E tits had been lifted 2 years prior and looked amazing. At 5'5, with long blond hair, I often admired myself naked in the mirror while masturbating.

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About a week after settling in I found a note in front of our door that read:

Neighborhood Wives Book Club

You're invited to join us!

We meet on Thursdays at 8 pm at Candice Roland's house next door.

Bring a bottle of white wine!

I was surprised at the message and also cringed a little. But, I did really need some friends.

Since everything happened, my old friends pretended not to know me.

Shopping, having brunch and going to pilates got really boring when you had no one to share them with.

I thought 'What's the harm in checking it out?' and decided to join them at the next meeting.

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Once Thursday came, I got ready. Wearing a brand new yellow sundress that cost more than some people's rent, and holding an expensive bottle of white wine, I made my way next door at 8.00 pm.

The house was beautiful, definitely the biggest one in the neighborhood as well as the best maintained.

I rang the doorbell and after a bit, the door opened revealing a gorgeous woman about my age.

She was tall, maybe 5'10, with bright red hair and green eyes. Her full lips were smiling devilishly and she wore a purple silk robe, under which was a black slip dress that looked more like lingerie than a dress.

She took one look at me and said "Oh my Goddess finally, a new face! I can't tell you how happy I am that you came!" she exclaimed. "Please come in! I'm Candice, but please call me Candy"

I stepped inside the lavish house and followed the hostess to the sitting room. Meanwhile I was introducing myself "Hi! I'm Lorie, your new neighbor. Thank you so much for inviting me to your book club. Your house is absolutely beautiful!"

"Why thank you, you're so kind" she smiled.

We entered the fashionably decorated sitting room to find three other women already seated.

"These are Judy, Anna and Kristy" she introduced. "Girls! This is my new neighbor Lorie, isn't she beautiful?"

Everyone nodded and greeted me, smiling.

Anna was sitting on the sofa closest to me. She was a striking black haired woman, with blue eyes. The first thing I noticed about her were her long legs adorned with 5 inch stiletto heels. Her plump lips were colored red. She wore a fiery red summer dress, though it was very short. She smiled at me and invited me to sit with her on the sofa, so I did.

Kristy was sitting on the arm of one of the two armchairs in front of the sofa. She was a pretty blonde with long hair, but the first thing you noticed about her were her huge tits, that looked to be a FF cup. She wore a white, long, floor length dress. The shocking part was the chest, which consisted of two 3 inch straps running vertically from the waist and tying around her neck. They barely covered her nipples and the material definitely showed them poking outward.

Candy sat on that armchair, where Kristy was perched on. She put one arm on the unoccupied armrest, and the other around Kristy, leaving her hand on her thigh.

In the other armchair sat Judy. She was a beautiful asian woman and had a short black bob. She looked to be a bit shorter than me and very slender. She wore a tight, light blue tennis dress. The dress was so tight on her I could clearly see the outline of her little titties, small like my Angies, the hard points sticking out lewdly.

"So Lorie! Tell us everything about yourself." said Kristy with enthusiasm.

"Oh there's really not much to tell... We just moved here a bit ago to get away from the city. My husband is a professor and my two daughters are in school. Chloe at the university and Angie at high school. I was very happy when I received your invitation, I don't really know anyone here" I said sheepishly.

"That's alright, don't you worry about a thing! We're here in case you need anything" said Judy. "My husband and I are organizing a small gettogether next month, just for the community, so you're welcome to join us. And please bring your girls! My daughter Jenny and Candy's daughter Nikki will be there so they can all have fun together." she continued.

"Thank you so much! Of course I'll be there!" I exclaimed, happy to have found some nice friends I could spend time with.

"So" I started "What book are you discussing right now?"

They all gave me a searching look and, before anyone could respond, another woman came in from the back.

She was beautiful, tall, with mid length platinum blond hair and blue eyes. She wore a baby pink dress with a low square neckline that accentuated her hourglass figure and ample D cup chest.

"There you are! Lorie, meet Marie, our last member" said Candy.

Marie smiled at me and we shook hands. She gently scooched in between me and Anna. The sofa was a two seater so it was a tight fit but the others didn't seem to mind. Our thighs touched and our shoulders kept bumping into each other.

Anna thrust an overflowing glass of wine at me that I didn't see before.

As we all took sips, Kristy turned to me and said "Well Lorie, the book we just finished reading is a special one". She picked up a book I hadn't noticed before and held it up. It was a slim book, with a simple red cover with pink designs.

"It's called 'Passion's slave' and it's a story of love and self discovery" she explained.

"Why don't we move the discussion up to next week? This way Lorie has time to read it." proposed Judy.

"That's a great idea Judy!! Here Lorie, you can have my copy" said Kristy enthusiastically.

"Oh thank you! I really appreciate you waiting for me" I said as she handed it to me.

"Don't worry about it, that's what friends are for" said Candy, smiling.

We spent the next few hours chatting and drinking wine. I had a lot of fun but lost count of how many glasses I had. I knew I overdid it as my head swam and I couldn't stop giggling at something Judy was telling me about her husband.

I swear at one point I could hear chanting and moaning. I thought I saw a beautiful voluptuous naked woman, bathed in light standing in the middle of the room. I blinked and there was nothing there.

Meanwhile, with Anne deciding to take up most of the sofa, Marie and I were practically plastered together. At one point she turned and hugged me, saying how happy she was to have made a new friend and thanking the Goddess for finding me.

Our titties bounced against each other and her nipples escaped her low neckline. She started kissing my shoulder and moved to my neck and finally laid a small chaste kiss on the side of my mouth.

I realized something weird was happening and tried pushing her away, but I just ended up gripping her tits. I didn't know what was going on and ended up fondling Marie for a good 10 minutes as she moaned and licked my neck.

What I didn't see at that time, was that everyone else had quieted and was looking at us with small smiles.

At some point I let go of her and fell back into the cushions, tired. Someone gave me a glass of water and I drank the whole thing. Weird images were flashing before me -- pussies of all shapes and colors, women fucking animals, sounds of sex and screaming. My mama and daddy standing at the foot of my bed.

I must have fallen asleep at some point because when I came to the girls were all still talking and it was late.

Candy turned to me saying "Hey sleepyhead, I think the wine really got to you, you okay?"

"Yes, I'm really sorry, I must have been more tired that I thought"

We all started making our way out then. I was the last out the door, but Candy stopped me.

"Tomorrow I'm going shopping, why don't you join me?" she said.

I was very happy she had asked me. As I saw it Candy was kind of the leader of this group, so I gladly accepted. We made plans to meet the next day and I walked home.

As I entered my house through the front door a beautiful, tall redheaded young girl was getting ready to leave.

"Hi Mrs Preston!! I'm Nikki from next door. I was just hanging out with Chloe. Sorry for the late hour but I gotta run or my mom will kill me!" she let out in one breath and slipped outside.

Oh, I guess that was Candy's daughter.

My husband was already fast asleep when I joined him in bed. I was thinking about my new friends, and the strange dream I had during my drunk nap. I remembered the book and took it out.

As I began reading I realized it was indeed a story about love and self discovery as Kristy described it. She just left out all the graphic lesbian sex between the two protagonists.

It was a short read so I finished in one sitting. I feel asleep, confused and unsatisfied.

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The next day, at 10 am, Candy's car stopped in front of my house and I hopped in.

"Thank you for inviting me Candy, I'm really glad to be making a new friend here" I said.

She gripped my thigh lovingly, slowly stroking up and down "I'm glad I met you Lorie, it's rare to find a good friend these days. Us housewives need to stick together otherwise we'd go mad herding our children and fucking our decrepid husbands." She laughed and I giggled.

Candy wore a blue short, spaghetti strap jumpsuit and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see the sides of her tits that weren't covered by the outfit. I was wearing a white tank top (with a cream colored bra) and beige shorts.

We arrived at the closest upscale mall and went in. Candy was a real expert. She was sniffing out the best quality clothes that could be found. Although the clothes she chose were really revealing, I kept my mouth shut about that. We had a lot of fun and I realized Candy was very funny and a real jokester.

We went through 4 stores before I asked to take a break, it had already been 2 hours.

"Let's stop for a green juice somewhere, I'm dying of thirst" I said.

"Oh no need, I have my own with me. Here, you have it" she rebutted.

She gave me a small glass bottle from her purse. The liquid was indeed green and looked like juice, but there were pieces of something floating around.

I didn't want to be rude, so I chugged the whole thing in one go and then grimaced. It was disgusting.

"Gross huh? Yea it's my own blend. It tastes disgusting but it's really good for you. Gotta stay young" she said.

She then handed me a bottle of water and I sipped some to get the taste out.

We went to another store, and she promised that was the last one.

Both our arms were full of clothes when we entered the changing area. Instead of stalls they had a hallway of small changing rooms since this was a really upscale store.

It looked like all but one were taken so I told Candy to go ahead and I'd wait for another.

"Nonsense! These changing rooms are enormous, we can both use it" then she pulled my hand and we went inside.

It was indeed a big room, we both could change comfortably without disturbing the other.

I started to feel funny, as if I was hot all over. I removed my shirt first but I was still hot. I thought I saw an unfamiliar woman standing behind me in the mirror, whispering in my ear "tell no lies, feel only pleasure"

Candy came up behind me, breaking the vision and I felt her touching my bra "Let me help you with that" she said softly, undoing my bra. It fell to the floor.

My breathing was getting more labored and I turned around. Candy was right there, she put a hand to my cheek and asked if I was alright.

Before I could respond I realized that since we were so close in a closed changing room I could smell her perfume. It was a strong amber and herbal scent that went to my head.

Her hand glided down from my face to my neck, caressing it. Then my chest, where she gently rubbed my sternum. Finally to my breasts, where she took my left tit in her hand and gently started massaging it.

Her other hand came up as well and attached itself to my other tit. All the while we were looking intently into each other's eyes. It was like hers were keeping me hostage.

Slowly she came closer and her head lowered. She gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, then one more. Lastly she pried my mouth open with her own and pushed her tongue inside.

We started making out and small moans were leaving my throat every time she sucked on my tongue.

Her hands on my tits started flicking and pinching my nipples. I whimpered from the sensation.

Her hands let go then and lowered further. She undid my shorts and let them fall to the ground as well as my panties. One of her hands started softly petting my clean-shaven mound.

Slowly, her head came up, breaking me out of our kiss. She looked into my eyes intently and lowered her jumpsuit straps down her shoulders. The whole thing came down revealing her completely naked body underneath.