Neighborhood Sex Club - Book 2
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Chapter 55: New Neighbors
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 55: New Neighbors - Due to the waning sex in their marriages and busy lives, three ‘hot’ neighbors create some sexual challenges, with some requiring people other than their spouses. As the games go on, others besides the three couples join in, forming a Neighborhood Sex Club. Many adventures occur, especially for Melissa, the wildest of the group. Book Two! The sexual challenges, initiated in the first book by Melissa (Mel) and her friends, continue on!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
DAVE
My first interaction with our new neighbors came the next day, a Wednesday. I came out to head to work, and a young woman was standing in front of her open garage collapsing a pile of empty cardboard boxes. I went over and introduced myself.
“I’m Robyn Sage. I met your wife yesterday afternoon when she was coming home from the university. I didn’t realize that you were older than her.” She apparently had not much of filter on her thoughts. I was actually twelve years older than Cindy.
I explained in a way certain to raise her eyebrows, “Oh, you meant Cindy. She’s just one of my wives. Mel is away ... on business, and Trish and Wendy have already left for morning classes.”
Robyn studied me, “Four wives? You’re kidding right? You’re not old enough that they’d be your daughters, at least Cindy isn’t.”
“No, I’m serious. I am twelve years older than Cindy and Trish, and Wendy is a year or two younger than they are. Of course, we can’t legally be married, but there are other ways to fix that if you know a good lawyer versed in estate planning. We just all fell in love, and here we are.”
“By the way, we have two young kids – Mel and I do – Beth, who’s nine, and Scott, who’s seven. Their nanny will be here any second to oversee their day. They’re inside watching TV.”
Robyn shook her head. “There must be something in the water around here. We met Ken and Mike and Ashley yesterday. Ashley said that she has two husbands – Ken and Mike. One legal and one ... something else. Mike looks much younger than she is.”
I asked, “Ash is older than Mike about the same way I’m older than Cindy. You married? Cindy mentioned she saw a guy with you yesterday.”
“Yes, married to Stone. He’s my hunky husband, and he’s twelve years older than I am. We’ve been married two years, and dated for a year before that. He got a new job at Retail Software out by the Interstate highway, and has already gone to work. I’m left with the job of making a home out of the mess the movers left us in. At least we had a bed to sleep in, and we got a few priority kitchen items unpacked last night. That’s where all these empty boxes came from. I can even offer you a mug of coffee.”
“I’ve got to go to work, but any of us would be glad to help if we can when we get home. Also, I noted that your pool had turned green with algae. That’ll take a week to fix with the right chemicals and such. We have a pool service handle that for us. Please come around through the gate and use our pool when you take a break from unpacking.”
Just then our older nanny, Dorothy Perkins, pulled up in front of the house. I waved her over and introduced Robyn to her. I explained that I’d offered her use of the pool, and also that the kids were ready for their day with her. She was congenial for a few moments and then went in to tend to the children and get them breakfast.
I said to Robyn, “By the way, why don’t you and Stone come over for drinks around five thirty. Super casual, of course. We were going out to dinner tonight at Gecko’s and we’d love to have you join us.”
Robyn looked interested. “I’d like that. I’ll check with Stone to see whether he can get away. This new job is a big challenge for him. It’s high risk, and he’s staking his reputation on this gig. Can I let you know then whether we’ll be with you.”
“Of course. If he’s tied up, you come anyway. I think the only one of us that won’t be here tonight will be Mel. As I said, she’s up in New York City.” On that note, I left for work.
Driving to work, I thought about the pictures that Mel had texted me the night before. I’d shared them with Cindy, Trish, and Wendy, and we’d gotten a chuckle from her predictable antics. Apparently, Warren and Mark had painted her up one side and down the other after a scrumptious dinner at some exclusive restaurant.
Mel called me at work to touch base. She was in a coffee shop on Fifth Avenue and taking a break between stores. I teased her about her escapades with the two men the night before, and she promised more of the same that night when Doug Parsons would join Warren and her for a sexual romp. Of course, I asked for photos as the evening unfolded.
I loved my wife and her antics, especially with other men and when she was being outrageous in some sexual way. I suppose there were unkind labels for me, but I didn’t care.
MEL
Wednesday was my serious day to be shopping with Warren’s credit card. If I was going to be his high-end escort, I expected to be treated like this.
I did pause to ponder what Warren was trying to get Mark to do for him. Tonight, I’d be Warren and Doug Parsons little sex toy. I wondered about Doug, too. Those two men were obviously being feted on the cruise where the other women and I were free-use sluts for the three-day voyage to nowhere. They got their money’s worth on that jaunt, and I was making sure their evening with me was equally as fulfilling.
I called Dave at his office, but first I got Anne, his secretary, AA, EA, PA, and any other job she filled for him. When her country singer boyfriend, Carl Price wasn’t around, she was always trying to get my husband to fuck her – and he did fairly often. We did have a strange marriage.
Anne said, “Monica and I got wind of your trip with Warren to Manhattan. We are so jealous, and wish he’d asked either or both of us to go, too.”
I could be fairly blunt with Anne since we were also frequent lovers. “Anne, you do know that I am functioning like a call girl on this trip – a whore. My pay, if you will, is a shopping trip with Warren’s credit card. I’m doing that right now, in fact.”
“Oh, Monica and I don’t care if we’re paid. We just want to do what you do. Have some wild sex here and there along the way.”
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Definitely. Monica, too. We talk a lot now that she’s become part of the Sex Club. Plus, Warren has had me on one of those nights.”
“I’ll talk to Warren about your ... interest tonight or tomorrow on the flight home. He’s the kind of guy that’ll follow through, so you can expect to hear from him. Monica, too.”
“I’ll tell Monica. Oh, this is so exciting. How often does he do this?”
“This is a first for me. I had a ball with Mark Tynes last night, I might add. Tonight, the party is with Doug Parsons. You’ll remember them from the cruise. I’ll ask your question tonight, too. Maybe we set up a rotation.”
Dave and I talked after that short conversation. I mentioned her interest in escorting and he chuckled. He’d heard the same thing from them the day before.
Dave also told me about our new neighbor that he’d met, Robyn, and also that the ‘teens’ sent their love. I filled him in on some of my purchases and he urged me to continue to find stuff that I would love to wear.
I continued my shopping trip and had to make trips back to the hotel to leave my purchases so I could go back to more stores for the next load.
By six o’clock, I was again dressed in a new and highly revealing evening dress when Warren and Doug Parsons appeared in the lobby of the hotel. Doug looked especially eager to hook-up with me again. He’d been a good sex partner on the Prentiss Sea, so I knew the rest of the night would be fun.
I was ready for Warren and Doug in an even sexier dress than the one I’d worn for Warren and Mark the evening before. I was also commando, and let them verify that fact during dinner as we sat in a booth in an exclusive restaurant. I was in the middle, of course, so got some fingers wet on both of them.
Warren made the evening almost an exact copy of the night before and that was very pleasing. The copious quantities of sex left me with many orgasms until about one-thirty in the morning. I was impressed that Doug made it through a fourth round in my boiling hot pussy
I sent Dave another half-dozen photos of my sexual trysts with the men. Warren liked being the photographer, especially when I had all that cum seeping out of my gaping vagina and ass.
This time, Warren and Doug did take turns cleaning up the mess in my warm cunt. Doug used fingers to be sure all that essence exited my tight little pussy. After that, we all dropped in place with me between the two naked men and we slept.
Doug tried to bang me through the mattress again the next morning while Warren showered. He then showered and the two men left me alone again. I was on my own until I met the limo with all the luggage at one p.m. at the hotel. I could do that. I looked forward to the jet home with all my booty. I liked my private plane. I also had time for a couple of stores that I didn’t get completely through.
On the plane home to Florida, Warren sized up the seats full of packages from my shopping trips. I figured that I’d shopped for about fourteen hours total for the trip, and had put over a $1,000 per hour on his credit card, which I returned to him on the plane. Not bad for a two-night out-call.
On the flight, I relayed to him the pleas from Anne and Monica for some escort business. He looked surprised and asked for details and whether I thought they were serious. I gave my thoughts and said they were.
I asked, “How often have you needed a ‘girl’ to help you accomplish some goals like you did on this trip with Mark and Doug?”
He grinned, “At least once a month, sometimes more often, but I’ve been doing without. This trip with you was a bit of a test, at least with those two gentlemen. If you, Anne, and Monica are serious I might change my modus operandi and see if we get results.”
“And the results you wanted from Mark and Doug?”
Warren laughed. “Money, of course. Combined they transferred over $20 million to the Prentiss Foundation to help us continue our philanthropic work. I think you played a large role in convincing them to favor their generous natures. Your shopping trip is a small price to pay for getting them to donate that kind of money to our good causes.”
I smirked, “Any time. I hope I didn’t put too big a dent in your credit card?” I leaned over and kissed Warren. We didn’t fuck on the way south. I’d see him again on Saturday for our weekly fuck fest.
DAVE
Cindy, Trish, Wendy, and I greeted Robyn and Stone – our new next-door neighbors. He accepted a beer and Robyn a white wine, and we were then talking about who we were. Both of them had some difficulty paying attention for a moment or two. I could tell when they finally adapted to the reality of our patio.
What was hard to escape was our mode of dress – rather the three girls. As usual for our casual cocktail hours, the girls were only wearing their bikini bottoms. Cindy and Wendy each wore one of my short sleeve shirts, unbuttoned, and making teasing revelations of their sweet breasts on a frequent basis. Trish was pain and simple, topless. I was wearing my athletic shorts and a t-shirt.
I studied Robyn. She was a ‘hot’ mid-twenties young woman with an electric personality that oozed enthusiasm about life and what the move would provide them in terms of adventures. She wasn’t terribly buxom, but she was thin and well-proportioned. Her shorts revealed shapely legs, and her face could model makeup for a magazine, yet she wore little of it.
From the looks on Cindy, Trish, and Wendy, I could tell that they’d already put Stone in the ‘Hunk’ category of males. He was over six-feet tall, athletic, had a handsome and rugged look about him that signaled he was ‘all male’, and he oozed sex appeal, but not to me.
We each explained a little about ourselves, the girls talking about school and majors, and me talking about my job at Prentiss Enterprises, and recently at the university. Cindy explained that Mel was on a shopping trip to New York, because she’d gotten a free ride in a friend’s corporate jet. I mentioned Mel’s real estate sales work, too.
The couple was fascinated by our relationships – that I essentially had four wives. The three ‘teens’ looked proud to be considered under that moniker and said so. We did have a lot of love in the family that showed and got vocalized.
Beth and Scott also came and met our neighbors. They were super polite, addressing them as Mr. and Mrs. Sage. Robyn asked Beth some simple questions about school and got good, solid answers in response. We’d taught and shown our kids how to converse with adults as a metric they could use about growing up. Like many kids they wanted to be older than they were.
Stone was the new head of marketing for Retail Software. He was full of ideas to both expand the number of customers and upsell current customers with value-add products and options. When he started to talk about segmenting the customers into various segment, Robyn politely said, “You’re talking shop.” He stopped quickly and that made us laugh.