The Neighbor Ch. 04
Discover the thrilling twists and passionate encounters in ‘The Neighbor Ch. 04.’ Dive into a captivating tale of desire, intimacy, and unexpected connections as two neighbors explore their chemistry. Get ready for steamy moments that will keep you on the edge of your seat!
You know, Johnnie…I’m very aroused by boys that want to be girls…are you one of those special boys Johnnie, are you?”
I looked at Betty and said, “I don’t know.”
Betty reached over laying her hand on my thigh and gently squeezed. My cock pulsed as a shiver washed over me.
“Mmmmm….was that a shiver I felt? Oooooh, how precious was that…you are such an innocent one aren’t you… Would you like to me dress you as a girl…in sexy lingerie…would you like that Johnnie?”
I looked at Betty and hesitated before I said, “Yes.”
“Look at me Johnnie, look at me”….
I looked back at Betty, her eyes were dark and penetrating, commanding.
“My Rene is a boy, a gay boy…he would never want to be a girl, he’s not a sissy like you…you’re pretty…too pretty to be a boy Have you ever been with a man, a real man?” Betty demanded.
I watched her as she unbuttoned another button of her blouse, “Is it hot in here?” Betty said as if she was talking to herself.
Her blouse hung open to her waist. Her large breasts bulged in her lace bra, her hard nipples visible through the lace as were the droplets of sweat that ran down her cleavage.
“Does this this arouse you Johnnie, or are you just drawn to cock. You are a cock sucker, aren’t you Johnnie? Did you suck my son’s cock today?” Betty teased.
I couldn’t answer her. My head was spinning from the heat, it was hot in the car. I was sweating. Sweat was running down my chest into my yoga pants. I raised my arms fanning my face, attempting to cool myself, uncovering the bulge in my pants in the process.
“Oooooooh….What do we have here….look at that lovely bulge,” Betty teased. Her mood changed in a moment. “Show me it, now!” Betty demanded.
I pulled my yoga pants down to my ankles hoping to please her. My cock lay on my sweaty belly oozing precum as Betty teased the underside with her fingertip.
“Oooooooh….Ooooooooh…..Betty….Please,” I begged.
“What? What Johnnie….what do you wish me to do?” Betty asked.
I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to scream, please let me cum. I didn’t want to upset her or anger her. I wanted to please her.
“What do you want Johnnie,” Betty asked as she put her finger under my chin and turned my face towards her.
I was trembling, both from fear and arousal.
“You want to cum? Do you want me to stroke your little cock and make you cum, Johnnie?”
I nodded afraid to touch myself, afraid to offend her.
“You have to earn that right Johnnie, you have to listen to me and do exactly as I say, and then maybe I will allow you to cum. Now pull up those pants before your parents see us, it’s time I drop you off at home.”
Betty parked at the curb and said she would be in touch. I saw my father was working in the front yard as I got out of Betty’s car. He looked at me with a questioning look. I was no longer going to be intimidated by him and his hypocrisy, he was leading a double life and I wasn’t going to feel bad about my choices. I saw Ray working in his garage and decided to stroll over to say hello.
When I entered the garage Ray was bending over working on his lawn mower. His ass looked delicious in his short tight shorts. His naked torso and back were covered in sweat. The garage smelled manly, I found that very arousing. Ray turned around and looked me up and down.
“Hey, Johnnie, you look damn sexy in those pants. Are those girls pants? Ray asked as he winked at me.
I smiled feeling thrilled from his approval, “Yeah, they were my cousins, she’s a girl and she was giving them away so I snatched them. I love how tight they are and how they cling to me.”
“I like how they cling to you too sweetie…and if my hands weren’t so full of grease and dirt I would be fondling that “clings” area right now,” Ray said as he stared at my sweaty bulge.
“When you’re done, would you like to come over and take a dip in our pool,” I asked.
“Jason was going to stop by, would he be welcome too?” Ray asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Yes, of course… let’s do it after dinner as it gets dark…my mother’s out of town so I only have to deal with my father,” I told him with a smirk.
Looking at my watch, I noted there was plenty of time before my father would order something for carryout, he never cooked dinner when Mom wasn’t home. I decided to walk down the block to Bill’s home and see if he was around. I found Bill sitting on his front porch reclining in a chair. When he saw me he smiled and sat up.
“Well, this is a nice surprise…I was hoping you’d stop by,” Bill said with a big smile.
I stepped forward, wrapped my arms around Bill, and embraced him in a warm hug. His hands went around me and settled on my bottom as he pulled me close.
“Thank you, Johnnie…you’ve given an old man a thrill,” Bill said.
I stepped back and looked him in the eye and pondered how he so casually grabbed my ass. It felt good, but I wondered about his intent or if it was just the way he hugged. Was I being naive?
“I see you’re still in the pants you had on earlier, maybe you’ll walk out of here with a few more…I’ve laid out several things in the second bedroom, it will be easier for you to rummage through them as opposed to going through drawers…come…follow me,” Bill said as his hand rested on my bottom, directing me through the doorway.
I pondered, was it common for all men to grab a cute ass if they could get away with it? I followed Bill up the stairs to a bedroom. We passed the master bedroom which looked very nice. He noticed me peeking into the bedroom and grabbed my arm pulling me into the room.
“This was our den, our playground…we entertained friends in here and did what couples do. My wife was a masseuse and would host clients here too.”
I looked around the room, there was a mirror hanging above the four-poster bed. I noticed leather restraints hanging off the bedposts and there was a massage table folded up on the other end of the room. The room was clean with with big windows providing bright sunlight.
“Come, Let’s have you look at the clothes,” Bill said as he put his hand on the small of my back.
The second bedroom was smaller with a twin bed against the wall, On the bed were four or five plies of neatly folded pants, tops, and lingerie. Ray sat down in a chair in the corner. It felt kind of strange assuming he was going to watch me model his wife’s garments, but it was kind of exciting too. I looked through the piles and put the things I was interested in aside. Bill would comment on this or that, sharing what she wore that garment for or where. I noticed a woman’s one-piece white swimsuit. It appeared to be cut high on the leg, I liked that and always was envious of women who wore them. Bill saw my excitement.
“Try it on Johnnie…you’d look lovely in that…go ahead…let me be the judge,” He said.