Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucking My Neighbours Daughter: EP8

Later that sday | knocked on my neighbors’ door, clutching a bottle of wine and sfreshly purchased

flowers. It was early evening and | had cround to visit Debbie as we had agreed earlier, but | wondered what

was in store for tonight. | understandably felt like a fraud considering my recent affairs with Debbie's eighteen

year old daughter. It was especially awkward because it was only this morning that | had been enthusiastically

sucked off by Debbie's beautiful and sexy daughter. And that was why | was feeling apprehensive about visiting

my neighbor for dinner.

My worrying was interrupted when Debbie answered my knock and letin. Clearly she had gone to a lot of

trouble to make herself look good and it has worked: she looked gorgeous. Debbie was naturally good looking

anyway, her daughter Cindy inherited her luxurious blonde hair and blue eyes from her mother, and she was

wearing ssubtle makeup and had dressed to arouse.

She was wearing a low cut dress that hugged her curvy body and accentuated her silhouette, and the dress

stopped above the knees to reveal long, stocking covered legs. | wished | had spent smore tdressing up

for tonight, but | was reasonably presentable and at least | had put on a clean shirt.

| had a fleeting worry that Debbie was going to seducewhile her husband, David, was away, and | knew it

would get too complicated to start an affair with Debbie. She was married, | was already fucking her daughter

and there was no way | could keep it secret from each other. A shbecause, if she had been single, | would

have been eager to bed her. However not in these circumstances.

"Hello Chris, glad you could come," she welcomed me, and we exchanged pleasantries as she invitedin.

| took the drink she offeredand | stood awkwardly in her very organized kitchen trying to have a normal

conversation with her while she finished off the meal. | remembered that Cindy was going to be out with friends

this evening and so at least | wouldn't have to deal with both Debbie and her daughter together.

Debbie had laid the table for the two of us in the adjoining dining room and | helped her to carry our delicious

smelling meals into the room. It looked like she had gone to strouble with fine bone china plates, sparkling

wine glasses, a chilled bottle of wine and even a pair of candles in center of the table.

"You shouldn't have gone to so much trouble," | said as | gestured to the table.

"You deserve it, Chris, for all that you have done for Cindy."

That comment madehesitate as | went to sit down. How much did Debbie know about what | had been doing

for Cindy. Did she know | had been sleeping with her daughter? Perhaps Cindy and | didn't need to keep it a

secret. It wasn't as if | was doing anything wrong: we were both single.

"I'm glad | could help," | replied, hopefully ambiguously.

Debbie continued while we both sat down: "Yes. She said you offered her sgreat advice about relationships

and that you were a perfect gentleman when she was feeling so low." Gentleman? More like a dirty old man.

Debbie went on: "David and | are very grateful for what you did for her. We think she was worried about being

pressurized by her peers to, you know, sleep with a man and she has been brought up to resist that temptation."

Surprised | blurted out, "Surely there is nothing wrong with sleeping with the right man! She is eighteen."

"Oh no, not Cindy. David has been very clear that she is to stay a virgin until she marries. Cindy knows not to

disobey my husband or she would be in severe trouble."

Suddenly | was getting even more worried than before. | attempted to defend myself, even if Debbie didn't know

about my twith Cindy:

"Surely brides don't have to be virgins these days? Life has moved on, you know."

"Don't let my husband hear you say that, Chris! Anyway, | saved myself until we married and it never didany

harm." Debbie said it loudly and a bit too earnestly as if trying to convince herself and not just me. | wondered

about Debbie's upbringing and her own needs.

"Anyway," she carried on, "it is nice to have good company while David and Cindy are not around. A glass of

wine?"

She poured us both swine and

we started eating the simple but

surprisingly tasty meal. Gradually we

both seemed to relax and, gitfing with

the gordedus Debbie lit by the

flickering candles, it seemed like

there was a mutual attraction

growing as we chatted. She laughed

at my jokes and in return |

complimented her on her cooking,

house and even choice of clothes.

Soon she was openly flirting and | realized this could turn out difficult if | wasn't careful. | was already screwing

her daughter and it would be too complicated if anything happened with Debbie too. And of course she was

married, although judging by scomments she made about her husband it seemed like not everything in

marital life was going smoothly.

Debbie was knocking back the wine

throughout the meal but | drank

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to do the talking. My goal now was to

get through the meal and make my

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| wasn't entirely sure why | was

resisting Debbie - it is not in my

nature to turn down any opportunity

for sex - but | had tq keep ying

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young body again. | noticed that the

increasing amount of wine was

affecting my morals because | had

already dismissed the thought of

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