The Neighbor’s Secret

She took my limp penis in her mouth and sucked it gently until it was completely soft. We lay there for a long time, our bodies intertwined, exhausted but content. It was almost nine o’clock at night. “Let’s stay here tonight,” she whispered. “Okay,” I agreed. “I’ll be right back.”

I went outside and bought some food and beer. When I returned, we ate and drank, still in our intimate attire – she in her bra and panties, me in my boxers. The passion reignited, and we spent the rest of the night lost in each other’s arms.

By morning, Shalini’s pussy was swollen and sore from all the lovemaking. “Are you okay?” I asked, concerned. “It hurts,” she admitted, “but it’s a good kind of pain.” We both laughed, our bodies still close together. The thought of her husband returning in thirty days filled me with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. What would happen when he found out about us?