My Neighbor

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Saturday morning, I did my thing. Which meant I went for a jog. All the things Louise had revealed last night were still spinning around in my head, and the anxiety made my stride quicker than usual. Did I regret last night's conversation? Well... no. A huge part of me regretted not being more of a man and standing up for myself, but after Tony and Louise ruined our date night, I couldn't help but be enthralled by the depravity.

It also served as a clear wake-up call, reminding me where this road ended. In hindsight, we had gone a long way in terms of submission, and I had given up a lot. Was it because I wanted to? Sure, most of it. Was Louise pushing her luck, or was that all my doing? That, I was less sure of. However, while I saw no problem with letting it all unfold and run its course, the idea of it continuing even after the foursome was a bit troubling. Louise's obsession with Tony and the whole thing was obviously growing stronger and stronger.

She was hooked on him on a level I never expected. Maybe I had been too complacent, maybe I should have pushed back harder, but she was right. The whole thing was an insane rush for me. So what if she became his slave, in return for amazing sex and orgasms? That sounded like a win-win situation for everyone. I was sure there would be time to talk about boundaries and whatnot after today, but now I was just excited.

Excited and scared. Was this what the following years would consist of? Tony taking his fill whenever he felt like it, and my wife serving him? I was sure he would be busy with college and football, but when he came home for break, would we be relegated to being on standby for his pleasure?

I didn't mind it. Louise had reassured me this morning that all the vile stuff she says was just part of the whole experience. It's not something I was worried about, as all the vileness hooked me in as it did Louise. The worse it got, the better it was.

As long as we didn't do anything too reckless. Within the confines of our home, and some riskier places perhaps, was fine. But not in public. One thing was my own career and reputation, but Louise was a teacher, and Tony was a student at her school. They had to be careful. There had already been a few close calls.

After a while, I managed to calm down a bit. I enjoyed the rest of the jog and returned home in a much more controlled mood. Louise was still asleep when I got back, so I quickly jumped into the shower to get rid of the sweat and grime from my workout. When I returned to our bedroom, she was just waking up.

"Morning," she greeted me with a smile. "Did you have a good jog?"

"Yeah, it was nice," I said, sitting down next to her on the bed. "How are you feeling?"

Louise giggled. "I'm feeling pretty good," she said. "Excited about tonight."

"Me too," I said, smiling nervously. "You've really gotten yourself into something special."

"I know," Louise said. "But I'm not regretting it. In fact, I can't wait to see what else Tony has planned for me. He's so creative, and he's always coming up with new things for us to try."

I chuckled. "That sounds fun," I said. "Just don't forget about me, okay?"

"Of course not," Louise said, smiling reassuringly. "I'll never forget about you. Actually, I should thank you for all of this. I'd never indulge in any of this if it wasn't for you."

"That's true," I said. "I guess we're both pretty fucked up."

Louise grinned. "Yeah, I guess so," she said. "On that note... I texted Tony and asked if he could come over for a quickie this morning. He said he would love to. You don't mind, do you?"

I shook my head. "No, I don't mind," I said. "As long as we can spend some time together before tonight."

"We can, of course. I just felt horny this morning," Louise smiled.

"And I can't help you?" I asked.

"Oh, you can. Just not yet. You know you're in celibacy until tonight," Louise said. "Besides, I think you prefer Tony doing the work anyway, right?"

I laughed. "Yeah, you're right," I said.

"Good," Louise said. "Because I'm going to be getting fucked by him a lot today."

"I know," I said. "And I can't wait to watch."

Louise grinned. "You're such a pervert," she teased. "But so am I."

"He's on his way now?" I asked.

"Yeah... and... I know it is totally wrong and that I have no right to ask this, but he sort of asked if he could have me alone... like, without you in the room. It would only be for a little while. Maybe an hour?" Louise said, chewing her lips nervously. "But only if you're okay with it."

"I..." I hesitated. "Sure. I think it's fine. But why?"

Louise sighed. "To fuck with you, if I'm not completely mistaken," Louise said.

"Oh," I said, feeling slightly uneasy about the request.

"Look, if you say no, I'm going to cancel it and we can spend the day together. But... I think you should let him have this. I mean, this is what you agreed to, right? Tony has complete access to me, whenever he wants," Louise said. "And if he wants to fuck me, then that is what's going to happen."

So while I read the newspaper, made coffee, did some dishes, and did laundry, I was forced to endure the orchestra of Tony's grunts and Louise's moans. He had her moaning like a cheap whore, and it was clear that he was in charge. It was so erotic, but it also hurt. Knowing that she was getting fucked by someone else, that Tony was doing things to her I could never replicate, that I lacked that brutal confidence to even attempt something like that.

But at the same time, it was intoxicating. Louise was mine. And I had given her away. It was a strange feeling. But it was liberating. Knowing that I didn't have to worry about her anymore, knowing that she was taken care of. It was both the most terrifying and satisfying feeling in the world.

When Tony left, I was allowed back into our bedroom. Louise was lying on her back, naked, looking flushed and satisfied. Her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in sweat, and she had a huge grin on her face. I could see Tony's cum all over her body, and I could smell the sex in the air. It was a heady mix, and I was instantly hard.

"That was amazing," Louise said, grinning widely.

"I can see that," I said. I couldn't help but smile, seeing her so happy. "Do you need anything? Some water, maybe?"

"I'm good, thanks," Louise said.

"Was it better than with me?" I asked.

Louise laughed. "Of course not, babe. Nothing is better than you," she said, reaching out to touch my arm. "But I do love how Tony takes control and makes me submit to him."

"I know," I said, sighing deeply. "I can see that."

"Don't be jealous, babe," Louise said. "You know I love you. But you also know I need this."

"I know," I said again. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. "It's okay. I understand."

"Good," Louise said. "Now, please, I need you to eat me out for a bit."

Louise was incredibly wet and slippery when I got to work on her pussy, and it didn't take long until I felt her quivering and shaking in orgasm. The whole scene was so erotic, I felt like I could cum in my pants without touching myself. There was a faint musk of sweat and sex in the air, and it made me feel like I was floating. I was so hard it was painful.

Louise's pussy was slightly dilated from all the action, and there was a clear stream of her arousal flowing out of her. I lapped at her tender flesh, savoring the taste of her juices. She moaned and writhed under my touch, her body trembling as I pleasured her. After a few more orgasms, Louise pushed me away, telling me that she needed a break. I reluctantly complied.

"That was incredible," Louise panted. "You're so good at that. One thing you beat Tony at. He rarely does it anymore."

"Good to know. Damn, you were really wet today," I said. Louise got beet red and all flustered at that remark, which I found strange. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said, quickly getting up. "I'm gonna shower now. Don't forget to pick up the wine."

She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me alone in our bedroom.

*

"You wanted to see me?" Tony asked, approaching Emily after school on Friday afternoon.

"Good day to you, too," Emily said.

"God, I love that accent," Tony grunted. He looked around, and Emily knew he was looking for the nearest bathroom to fuck her throat again.

"Forget about it," Emily said. "We both have things we want from the thing tomorrow."

"Is that so?" Tony smirked, his hand touching her slender waist. "Why don't we go for a test drive? I know you want my fat cock in your ass again."

"I will only let you touch me tomorrow if you help me out," Emily said, knowing she was signing a pact with the devil.

Tony looked a bit confused by both her actually not caving immediately to his demands and also her making demands. What was this?

Emily was highly amused by it, but didn't care. This was what she was going to get. And she was determined to get what she wanted.

"Well, what do you want?" Tony asked.

"I want Louise's husband to fuck me," Emily said, trying to sound confident. Tony shrugged.

"Okay?" Tony said. "I kinda don't want that loser around anyway."

"Perfect. Louise doesn't deserve John, but I do. So that's what we'll do. You help me out with this, and I'll help you out tomorrow," Emily said. "Deal?"

"Deal," Tony said. "Wait, what do I get out of this? I'd do this anyway."

"That is why John needs a good plan B," Emily smirked. "For when he realizes what kind of a wife he has."

"So you wanna nab John? You think you can do that?" Tony said.

*

Louise and I spent that day doing all sorts of things like we always had done before any of this hotwife/cuckold lifestyle had taken hold of us. It was nice to see that we could have a normal day together even with Tony's large cock looming on the horizon, and after having had a quick session this morning. It sort of gave me an odd sense of confidence that this could work, albeit if it got a bit intense from time to time. This lifestyle was a great distraction from the grind of everyday life, and I think Louise felt the same way.

It was also odd that Emily would be joining us. I had rejected her before, but apparently, she was down for trying again. I did find her pretty hot, but I knew it would be weird to do something with her with Louise watching. I had no idea what kind of arrangement they had, or how they felt about it, but I would try to figure it out later. For now, I just wanted to relax and enjoy the rest of the day.

And boy, did it go by fast. Before we knew it, the sun was setting, and the evening was approaching. I was getting more and more nervous and excited by the minute. The anticipation of the night was almost too much to bear. We were both a little jumpy and on edge, and I could tell Louise was feeling it as well. She was constantly checking her phone, waiting for a text from Tony.

"I think we should start getting ready," she said, finally. "They'll be here soon."

"Okay," I said.

"So, I need to check with you, just so we're clear. What is allowed tonight?" Louise asked.

"Erh, everything?" I said, unsure what she meant. "Except him finishing inside you of course, but we all know that."

Louise looked like she winced slightly at that, but composed herself quickly. What was that about? Did she want him to finish inside her? I felt a pang of worry, but decided not to mention it. I didn't want to ruin the mood.

"I mean, Tony might get pretty rough, and he will most definitely impose his will on all of us. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable or anything, because there is a high chance I will obey him," Louise said. "So I just want to make sure you're okay with everything."

"Oh, okay," I said. "I'm fine with everything. Don't worry about me, I know how this all works."

"Good," Louise said. "Now, why don't you go and shower while I clean up down here a bit?"

The shower did help calm my nerves, but it also made me more excited. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. We were going to have a foursome tonight! I felt like a teenager again. To think sex could be this exciting just from indulging some punk teenager...

But it did sit a bit odd with me that she seemed to wince when I told her, no, when I reiterated that I didn't want Tony to cum inside her. Was it just my imagination? I mean, it was a valid concern. But Louise had never expressed any interest in having his cum inside her, at least not that I knew of. It was probably just my mind playing tricks on me, but it was something I would keep an eye on.

As I showered, the visions of Louise's dilated pussy, glistening with her arousal and Tony's warm, thick sperm, were enough to almost send me over the edge. God, this cucking thing has done wonders to my imagination and libido. Thinking about him dumping a load in my wife and then having it sloppily pour out of her pink and gaped hole was making me twitch and pulse with a constant need. How in the fuck had this turned into such a huge obsession in such a short period of time? And all because of this jerk?

After a thorough cleaning, I put on a set of my nicest boxers and my black slacks. As I did my shirt, I heard the familiar rumble of Tony's voice from downstairs, and Louise's answering, sweet giggle. A rush of excitement surged through me, but it was soon followed by a sense of dread and fear. I knew that Tony was here to run a train on my wife. But the thought of Emily being there too made it from something devious to something straight-up erotic instead.

When I arrived downstairs, the party was already underway. Louise and Tony were sitting on the sofa in the living room. Louise was stealing glances at his bulge as if waiting for him to unleash the beast for her inspection. From the looks of his smug, gloating smile, she was in for another night of being degraded and humiliated, something she had become addicted to, and Tony relished in fulfilling.

Then, I heard the doorbell, and a mix of excitement and dread ran down my spine. When I opened the door, I was met by Emily's friendly and sexy, freckled face, who gave me a tight hug. She was stunning. Dressed to the nines in a skintight black dress that showed off her every feature. Being more on the petite side, those shapes made her seem incredibly slender and sensual. Not quite in an emo kind of way, but there were definite hints of those naughty angles in her face.

"Hey there," Emily purred as she released me and walked past me into the hallway.

The soft press of her lithe body against me was enough to arouse me. Perhaps the promise that we would have sex later fueled my senses, but I was already giddy as Emily said her hellos. She gave both Tony and Louise a huge hug, as if we were just normal friends with a nice gathering ahead of us, and sat down on the opposite end of the couch from Tony and Louise, facing me.

"Did you have a good weekend?" Louise asked Emily.

"Yeah, it was good, not too different from usual, but hey, that's my life," Emily said. "What about yours?"

"Oh, it was a bit boring, but I'm glad Tony is here to save it," Louise said, smirking at me as she knew that would sting a bit.

"Oh, don't be too harsh on poor John. I'm sure he does his best," Emily said.

Louise laughed. "He does, and he's very sweet. But sometimes I just need a man to take control and show me who's boss. You know?"

"I do," Emily said.

I could tell she was having fun teasing me, and that Emily was on board with their little game.

"I bet you do," Tony chimed in. "And I'm here to keep you both entertained."

Emily smiled at that, and Louise looked at him with adoration in her eyes.

"I hope so," Emily said. "Because I've been looking forward to this all week."

"Me too," Louise said, grinning wickedly.

"Oh, you girls," Tony chuckled.

"Can I get you two something to drink? We've got wine and beer, or we can mix some cocktails," I asked, breaking the ice, eager to move things along.

"Sure, thanks," Emily said. "I'll take a glass of wine if you have some."

"And you, Tony?" I asked.

"Whatever," he said.

I went to the kitchen to fetch us some drinks, and as soon as I was out of sight, I heard the sounds of kissing and groaning coming from the living room. It was obvious they had started without me. I felt a pang of regret that I wasn't there watching, but that didn't keep me from listening intently, imagining the lewd act playing out in front of me. The sounds were muffled, and they were occasionally broken by soft gasps and moans, and it wasn't easy to figure out who was doing what. All I knew was that there was a lot of skin against skin.

A few moments later, Emily walked into the kitchen, smiling at me. She looked flushed. I could smell Louise's perfume on her, but I didn't know if that was real or if it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.

"Erhm," I said. "Wine or cocktail?"

"Either one is fine with me," Emily replied, seemingly unaware that she was smeared with my wife's lipstick. "Thanks."

"No problem," I said. Emily leaned against the counter and watched me pour her and Louise some wine, and Tony a cocktail. The moans were growing louder, and Tony's groans were more audible now.

"Sounds like they're having fun," Emily said in French, a wry grin playing on her lips.

"Erh... Yeah, sounds like it," I mumbled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.

"You okay with that?" Emily asked, gently touching my arm.

"Erh, sure," I said, quickly busying myself with mixing the drinks.

"Sorry about being a bit forward last time. I'm not usually that slutty," she said, smiling coyly at me. "Or maybe I am."

"I didn't take offense," I said.

"No, it was more about how rude I was. Like I could see that you were uncomfortable and I should've apologized right away," Emily said.

"Oh. Well, no worries," I said.

"Thanks," Emily smiled, moving her hand from my arm to my chest.

She moved to stand in front of me, her hands still gently touching my arm. She was very close, and I could smell Louise's perfume on her. I had a hard time focusing.

"Do you think Tony will want me tonight?" she asked.

"I think so," I said, swallowing nervously.

"Good. Because I want to you to see when he fucks me much better than you will be able to. You'll get your chance if you want, but I will be so stretched out," she giggled, her hand was now near my belly button, atop my shirt. "Are you okay with that?"

"Erh, yeah," I said, suddenly unable to find my words. My head was spinning with images of what she was describing. Emily clearly knew that she could push me around and was taking full advantage of that.

"Are you sure?" she asked, moving her hand lower.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations coursing through me. This felt amazing, but also wrong. I was just standing there, letting her have her way with me. Louise was being ravaged in the living room, and I was in the kitchen getting groped by Emily.

"John, are you alright?" Emily asked, suddenly moving her hand lower and palming the sizable lump in my trousers. "I want you. I think you're really hot. Maybe a bit vanilla, but you can't help it."

"Oh," I gasped. I hadn't noticed the slip, and she continued her assault, reaching her small hand below my belt.

"Mhmm," Emily hummed, feeling how stiff I was.

"Emily, I..." I breathed, trying to keep a shred of composure. Her other hand was on my cheek, caressing it gently, and I couldn't help but lean into her touch, craving her affection. Louise had been so much with Tony and me in the gutter that I had almost gotten unfamiliar with the soft touch of a woman. I found her soft curves, gentle curves, and soothing scent intoxicating.

"Your cock is very hard," she whispered, massaging it through my pants. "Tony's cock is far bigger though. I bet you can't even satisfy Louise."