This was fine with us, as it meant living here would be quiet, if not boring. However, as I soon would learn, the "boring" neighborhood was going to ...hange. My wife and I had been at our place for about two years when we noticed that the townhouse across the street was being sold. We knew the couple that lived there were moving to an assisted living facility. The house was only on the market for a couple of weeks before it sold. My wife and I were curious about what the townhouse sold for,. She had flaming copper hair and green eyes, and was dressed in the female version of an Armani. She was beautiful! My stomach lurched when I saw her jacket was open. I fancied I could see her nipples through the material of her blouse.Gathering my wits, I shoved my tray to one side and said, "Sure."She sat down across from me, said "Thanks," and started to eat.Between mouthfuls, she explained that she was new here and a senior; her family had moved to get away from the city. I introduced myself. That was very naughty of you. You need to talk to daddy before you do something like that. Youre not old enough to make those kinds of decisions, sex is for grown ups. Yes daddy. Im sorry. She immediately responded. Wow. I had no idea how much power I had over her until this moment. I kissed her forehead. Whats my punishment? She asked. My ears perked up. Holy shit.I was so fuckign horny. Dare I take advantage with her guy downstairs? I could hear the tv on, and if I know Jackie she was pissed. I knew I sure had!), but during college, we settled on our respective mates. We were all exceptionally happy, but from time to time when on leave we would come close to that line-you know, the "cheating" line. During parties and visits we would dance with the other spouse, hug and kiss-perhaps occasionally cop a little feel, but, as far as I knew, nothing else. Alan and I would talk about really wanting "a little strange" and mention we would really like to "do" the other's wife but, again,.