So what had changed now? The fantasy had finally slipped out in a moment of weakness about six-months ago. Carol had been probing why her husband didn...��t want sex anymore. The horny wife was demanding to know why they had stopped fucking. “Am I so ugly,” she asked. Carol was perplexed. It had been years since she’d had a decent hot fucking. What was up? She often caught other men looking and staring at her body, so then what was wrong? Carol was confused. Paul never got hard anymore? The young. "Mom says we can have a party! We're going to have a party Saturday! Can you come, John? Please, John? Please come!" I chuckled."I'll be there," I answered. "Let me talk to your mom." Yay!" Billy yelled, before there was a fumbling of the phone on the other end and Lynn came on the line."Sounds like a great day," I commented."He's thrilled," Lynn responded. "I'm really glad he wants to share it with you." What time?" I asked."Mid-afternoon. I thought I'd give them a chance to play and then. We've been dating for 6 years now and had just recently moved into our own home together. It was a nice quiet neighborhood. But the icing on the cake was when we met our neighbor. His name was Bobby and god was he hot. He had a swimmer's build (which wasn't surprising considering he was on the swim team in High School) that he frequently showed off when he tanned himself in his backyard wearing nothing but speedos. Today was no different. We occasionally looked out to see a perfect vantage. . . well, that just made her think of swallowing something other than water. The seating arrangement and small table left them close. His eyes seemed to pull her closer, again making her feel like they were the only two people in the room. He was gorgeous, his broad shoulders stretching the t-shirt he wore, brown hair curling around his ears and shining under the room’s chandelier, and eyes glinting with thoughts she wanted shown to her. She took a deep breath, hoping no one else noticed as.