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01/10/2025
I've been finding my new neighbour very attractive and often thought about him.
For reference, he's married with kids. I have kids and am now on my own. I'm very shy in person and sexual things can be embarrassing for me.
Over the last few months I've had a few more encounters that haven't helped my attraction to him but the reason for this post is the most recent encounter getting a bit carried away.
Last weekend was a long one here. Three days. On the Friday a bit after lunch time, Clair knocked on our door. She and Paul had plans and their babysitter had fallen through. She asked if their kids could stay at our place til about 10pm. I agreed cos it wasn't that late and our kids get along well.
They ended up home a bit later than planned and the kids had fallen asleep in front of a movie. Clair came around at 11 and I could tell she'd had quite a bit to drink.
She was apologising so much and saying thank you and holding my hand and hugging me. I helped her get the kids up and moving but it must have taken a while because Paul came over as we were just about to say goodbye. He wasn't drunk like Clair. He apologised for her as she left with the kids.
He said he thought he'd better come rescue me cos Clair was a bit drunk. He told me that Clair finds me attractive and he thought she might be overstaying her welcome. I was a bit shocked and just kind of laughed it off. I blurted out that I'd rather it was him who found me attractive. I immediately felt myself blushing.
He said that I didn't need to worry about that and then that he should go or he'd be the needing a rescue.
He left and I went inside. Lots of thoughts were running through my mind. I wanted to know what he meant. I was worried I'd embarrassed myself or Clair. I went out to sit on the back patio to gather myself. That was my mistake.
A few minutes later the light clicked on in the neighbours bedroom. Their bedroom is just a few meters from my patio and separates vy a fence. I could hear Paul and Clair laughing, their window was open. I couldn't hear the words but could hear them talking, then a moan. Clairs.
I knew I should go inside but I didn't. I stayed and listened.
In that moment I wanted to be the one moaning. It played in my mind and my hand made its way into my pyjama pants. I was sat with my feet on another chair, knees raised. I let my legs relax and part. I closed my eyes and listened and slowly rubbed myself. I was quickly very wet.
Their noises would go quiet, then a moan. Quiet then Paul's grunting. Sometimes Paul would talk and I wished I could hear the words.
I don't have orgasms often. I'm learning but I usually end up feeling shame and stop myself. This time though, I think because I was concentrating on their noises I got carried away. After just a few minutes of masturbating I was covering my open mouth with my free hand and I had an orgasm.
As it ebbed away I came back from fantasy land. A minute or two later I heard Clair have what sounded like her own orgasm. She was moaning freely and not long after Paul groaning to what must have been his own.
I went back Inside quietly so they wouldn't hear me moving. Straight after I felt guilty for having stayed outside, for touching myself, for wanting what Clair had had.
I know it was wrong but I can't stop thinking about it.
For reference, he's married with kids. I have kids and am now on my own. I'm very shy in person and sexual things can be embarrassing for me.
Over the last few months I've had a few more encounters that haven't helped my attraction to him but the reason for this post is the most recent encounter getting a bit carried away.
Last weekend was a long one here. Three days. On the Friday a bit after lunch time, Clair knocked on our door. She and Paul had plans and their babysitter had fallen through. She asked if their kids could stay at our place til about 10pm. I agreed cos it wasn't that late and our kids get along well.
They ended up home a bit later than planned and the kids had fallen asleep in front of a movie. Clair came around at 11 and I could tell she'd had quite a bit to drink.
She was apologising so much and saying thank you and holding my hand and hugging me. I helped her get the kids up and moving but it must have taken a while because Paul came over as we were just about to say goodbye. He wasn't drunk like Clair. He apologised for her as she left with the kids.
He said he thought he'd better come rescue me cos Clair was a bit drunk. He told me that Clair finds me attractive and he thought she might be overstaying her welcome. I was a bit shocked and just kind of laughed it off. I blurted out that I'd rather it was him who found me attractive. I immediately felt myself blushing.
He said that I didn't need to worry about that and then that he should go or he'd be the needing a rescue.
He left and I went inside. Lots of thoughts were running through my mind. I wanted to know what he meant. I was worried I'd embarrassed myself or Clair. I went out to sit on the back patio to gather myself. That was my mistake.
A few minutes later the light clicked on in the neighbours bedroom. Their bedroom is just a few meters from my patio and separates vy a fence. I could hear Paul and Clair laughing, their window was open. I couldn't hear the words but could hear them talking, then a moan. Clairs.
I knew I should go inside but I didn't. I stayed and listened.
In that moment I wanted to be the one moaning. It played in my mind and my hand made its way into my pyjama pants. I was sat with my feet on another chair, knees raised. I let my legs relax and part. I closed my eyes and listened and slowly rubbed myself. I was quickly very wet.
Their noises would go quiet, then a moan. Quiet then Paul's grunting. Sometimes Paul would talk and I wished I could hear the words.
I don't have orgasms often. I'm learning but I usually end up feeling shame and stop myself. This time though, I think because I was concentrating on their noises I got carried away. After just a few minutes of masturbating I was covering my open mouth with my free hand and I had an orgasm.
As it ebbed away I came back from fantasy land. A minute or two later I heard Clair have what sounded like her own orgasm. She was moaning freely and not long after Paul groaning to what must have been his own.
I went back Inside quietly so they wouldn't hear me moving. Straight after I felt guilty for having stayed outside, for touching myself, for wanting what Clair had had.
I know it was wrong but I can't stop thinking about it.
Poster:
Annie
