Love, Lies and Punishment (Part 7 of Series)
Copyright© 2026 by BethanyBelow
Chapter 16: What He Told the Neighbor
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 16: What He Told the Neighbor - The 7th story in my Infidelity series about how I cheated on my BF, got involved with the guy I cheated with for 6.5 months and what started as a mistake, became an affair and then slowly turned into my loss of self and degradation. This 7th story takes place about 7 weeks after I first cheated. Be sure to read the previous stories for this to make sense.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual True Story Cheating BDSM DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Enema Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Water Sports Public Sex
Curiosity is a character trait I have never successfully controlled.
If this man knew my name, he might know what Tyler had said about me. He might know more about Tyler than I did. Three years of parties and a reputation and a house I still could not explain, and the person with the hose had been next door for all of it.
I fixed a smile onto my face that I hoped could pass as warm.
“Sorry,” I said. “I was not trying to be rude. I have a lot on my mind. What were you helping him with that my name came up?”
“The lights,” Gary said. “The little white ones in the back, that he was setting up the other day for your date night. Well, those and the torches, the new fire pit, all that stuff he put out there.”
The warm thing happened before I could stop it. It was bubbly and stupid, and I hated how often I felt this way when I was around Tyler or talking about something he had done for me. He had asked a neighbor for help because he wanted the yard to look a certain way for me.
“That was nice of you,” I said.
“He saw me out here puttering and asked if I could lend a hand. He said he had a special lady coming over and that he wanted to impress her.”
He had called me a special lady. He put in effort and didn’t just coast or do the bare minimum. He was wooing me; he wanted me. He put as much energy and passion into the times we were not having sex as the times we were, and dammit, I liked that feeling that gave me. I held the bag strap so I would have somewhere to put my hands.
“Tyler probably has a lot of women he brings over,” I said, trying to keep it light. “Do not worry. I have known him for years, and I know all about his reputation. You are not going to say anything that surprises me or scares me off.”
Gary laughed. It was a wet laugh. I tried not to step back.
“He said you were not just good-looking but that you were a smart one too. Yeah. He has quite a few lady friends that visit.”
The warm thing died. Fear came first, then jealousy, then a clean rising anger. He had told me he was not seeing anyone else. That was the deal: no other women for as long as we were doing whatever this was. If Gary was right, Tyler had lied, and I was the fool in the driveway with no panties and an overnight bag.
“Yes,” I said, trying to keep my voice casual, relaxed, a nurse asking about a chart. “He is quite the ladies’ man. How often does he have them over?”
“All the time,” Gary said. “Usually at least one new one every week or two. Sometimes more. Sometimes more than one at the same time. He sure goes through a lot of them.”
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