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A Neighbor Has a Problem What would you do? I’d moved
into the neighborhood about a year ago and had one of the
two houses at the end of the cul-de-sac. I’d met the guy
next door about a month later and we hit it off. I’m single
and he’s married, but we both had similar interests…
repairing our own cars, wood working, watching sports and
we were both in the technical field. His expertise
was computers and mine is machine control… two geeks.
He’d come over and we’d work on one thing or another…
my tools were better than his and his entertainment system
was better. After a few weeks he’d invited me over to
watch a Saturday game and I met his wife. I’d seen her
before and we’d waved but I hadn’t known her name and
never been introduced. They were a happy couple with no
kids. We were all within a few years of each other in age…
but where he and I fooled ourselves into thinking we were
still physically fit… she was. I mean she had put on a few
pounds… judging by photos I saw in the house… but they
were all in the right places. With no kids to support she
didn’t work… although I suspected that she’d rather have
been working than house-sitting. I mean she kept herself
busy… volunteering and maintaining the house… and yard…
but contact with people was more or less limited to the
people she volunteered with or for. She was about five foot
four and was still very beautiful. When we watched the
games she would both sit with us… and occupy her hands
with something… or she’d find something else in the house
to do. She followed his sports so that she could talk about
them easily enough… and knew the stats better than he did.
Occasionally she’d actually get wrapped up in a game or a
race and be rooting for her favorite. I’m a strange guy… I
don’t believe in encroachment. I mean I’d never try to get
serious with a friend’s wife or girlfriend… or make a pass
at them. There are enough ladies in the world that I can
always find one if I need to. I’m not handsome… or
alluring at all… but I don’t have trouble… except perhaps
in finding the ‘right one’. There I seem to have failed
miserably. Even so… I’m reasonably happy… and have my
share of my most favorite sport… sex. Sex has always been
number one with me… and I mean if they ever find a way
to judge you by what goes through and passes into your
mind… I’ll be arrested and confined away from civilization.
My libido is too high… my sex drive too geared up… my
thoughts too wild. Case in point? If I were given a
chance… and didn’t purposely restrain myself… set limits I
won’t cross… I’d have propositioned my neighbor in a
heartbeat. She was truly one of a kind. I’d have
deliberately spent all of my time spying on her… trying to
catch an image of her… a nude or partially nude image. But
I hadn’t… well… almost hadn’t. There were a couple of
instances… but except for maybe one… they weren’t
planned. He’d invited me over one Saturday morning… and
apparently she’d been busy elsewhere and lost track of the
time or something. Anyway when I knocked on the door he
hollered for me to come in and make myself home while he
had to run into the garage for a minute.

nairalandmaster:
wow, this is amazing ok op, carry on

youaremad:
drop your number?

Zitech:
Why does this OP always ask people to drop their number