His Neighbor's Wife (Kindle Edition)

His Neighbor's Wife (Kindle Edition)
By Billy Diaz

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Review & Description

Hank has a problem. He's madly in lust with Mary Fitzroy. She's his next door neighbor. She teases him with her skimpy shorts and her tight halter tops. There's nothing Hank would like to do more than bang her. Too bad Hank is already married and … Mary Fitzroy is his neighbor's wife. A naughty story for adults who like adultery.

About 7,000 words.

Excerpt:

Hank looked at his neighbor's wife with lust in his heart. Quite literally. He was sitting in a lawn chair in his back yard, a glass of iced tea in his hand, the Sunday newspaper open on his lap, while Mary—Mary Fitzroy—worked on her flower garden. She was wearing a tiny pair of cutoffs and a halter top. She bent over, the shorts rode up her ass, and Hank was glad that the newspaper was covering his crotch.

If Ruth came out and saw the physical reaction…Who am I kidding? he thought. Ruth wouldn't recognize it. If ordinary women could be frigid, his wife was the iceberg that sank the Titanic.

"Hey, Hank!"

It was Charlie Fitzroy, the guy next door, coming around the corner of his house and approaching the white-picket-fence with the little white gate that separated the two back yards. Just to complicate things, Charlie was Hank's best friend.

"Yo!" Hank said, pretending to look up from his paper. Dark glasses on his eyes disguised what he'd really been looking at. "What's happening?"

"Planning to barbecue a couple of steaks tonight," Charlie said. "You and Ruth like to come over?"

"I'll check," Hank said, "but I don't think we have any plans." He stood, making sure the newspaper blocked the sight line between him and the neighbors' yard so no one could tell that the front of his shorts was standing out like a pup tent.

The problem vanished when he stepped inside. Ruth was dusting a shelf of knick-knacks in the living room, her back to him, and didn't turn when he entered. Just seeing Ruth was enough to drop his cock. It wasn't that he didn't love her, and she'd kept her shape, heck, the way she did sit-ups you'd think she was in training for the Olympics. But she'd turned over and pretended to be asleep so often that it seemed like her natural state. In their five years of marriage once a day had turned into once a week, then once a month. He was afraid now that he'd be lucky to get it once a year.

"Like to go over to the Fitzroys' tonight for some barbecue?" he asked.

"That sounds nice, dear," she said, still without turning. "Maybe I can make some salad."

The salad would be good. Hank was sure of it. A wife, Hank said to himself, should be a lady in the living room, a chef in the kitchen, and a whore in bed. Well, two out of three ain't bad.

No, two out of three is terrible.

Product Details

• Published on: 2012-03-01
• Released on: 2012-03-01
• Format: Kindle eBook
• Number of items: 1