Bad Neighbor -by JB57

[JB57]

Dear Board,

HI! I am almost finished "Bad Neighbor." My plan is to post the earlier chapters on this board over the next week, and then post the finishing chapters. After that, I will post the entire story on my board. I could post the whole thing on just my board and, in the future, I may do that with my newer stories. However, for now, I think that helping contribute to this board is valuable.

I will post the entire story in this thread.

Thanks,

JB

Bad Neighbor

Prologue:

Abby removed her earrings and slipped off the necklace she had been wearing. She unzipped her cocktail dress and let it slide down her body to puddle at her feet. She stood almost naked, except for her thong.

Abby could hear her husband, Daniel, showering in the ensuite bathroom. They had just returned from a party at the home of one of her colleagues. It had been a swanky affair, one that required them to dress up. It was a little past 2 AM right now and they were both looking forward to falling into bed.

Abby examined her nearly nude body in the full length mirror on the bedroom wall. She liked -no, she loved – what she saw: a beautiful, auburn-haired woman in her late 20s in perfect physical condition. She worked hard to maintain her voluptuous and well-toned body. Her large, perfectly-formed tits jiggled deliciously as she put her hands on her wide, powerful hips and struck a pose. She flexed her abs and her gym-trained legs rippled. She turned around to look at herself from behind. The string of her thong disappeared into the crack of her round, taut ass. Her back was sculpted, curved and strongly muscled. She smiled at herself. She had no doubts about her beauty and her appeal as a woman. Then she frowned. The fact was that she was being challenged, her womanly territory was being violated, and she was not entirely sure what to do about it.

Abby walked over to the window of the large bedroom and looked out. The window provided a clear view of the neighboring home’s backyard.

Abby barely contained a snarl of rage. Despite the late hour, their neighbor, Deborah, was lying on a lounger on the marble deck beside the pool. The other woman was completely nude, her luscious body tauntingly illuminated by the lights reflecting off the gently lapping pool water. The moving shadows traced the woman’s massive, gorgeous tits and her beautifully sculpted abdomen, her wide, curving hips. One of her long, lavish legs was extended along the length of the lounger. The other was bent at the knee, her bare foot resting on the fabric surface. Deborah’s eyes were closed, but Abby could make out the buds in the woman’s ears. She was probably listening to music. Or, at least, that’s how the bitch wanted it to appear.

Abby closed the drapes. She could barely contain her anger, but she did not think there was much she could do. The other woman was lounging in the nude in her own backyard, beside the pool, in the middle of the night. She would probably claim that she enjoyed swimming in the nude and that doing so late at night was the best time. Abby knew better. The other woman was clearly trying to seduce Daniel. Abby was going to make sure that did not happen.

The shower turned off. Abby knew it would not be long before Daniel came into the room and told her that it was her turn to shower. She had no doubt that he would then open the drapes, look out, and spend the next few minutes contemplating Deborah’s magnificent naked body, dreaming about how it would feel to drive his throbbing prick up into the bitch’s tight, wet cunt, dreaming of sucking and biting and licking at the neighbor’s thick, juicy tits.

Abby stripped off her thong and walked into the ensuite, her womanly hips swaying. Daniel was standing just inside the shower cubicle, toweling off. His nicely chiseled body dripped with water.

“Hey, Abs,” he said, a bit surprised at his naked wife entering the bathroom. “In a rush?”

Abby walked up to her naked husband and put her hands on his chest. She pushed him further back into the shower cubicle and closed the door.

“No, I don’t think we should rush at all,” Abby purred. “I think we should take all the time we need.” Her eyes glinted with lust. She reached down and gripped Daniel’s rapidly swelling prick. She dropped to her knees, licked the throbbing cock’s head, and then wrapped her lips around the tumescent shaft and sucked powerfully.

Daniel dropped his towel and pushed his head back onto the wet tile as he moaned in ecstasy. He buried his hands in his wife’s thick auburn hair and pushed her head further down his shaft. Abby looked up at her husband’s face, which was twisted in a rictus of pleasure. She sucked and licked, then deep-throated his huge dick, taking it as far into her hot throat as she could. Daniel trembled with the overpowering sensations. Abby stroked and fondled her husband’s tender balls and probed at his asshole, something she knew he enjoyed.

She dragged the blow job out for nearly 10 minutes before Daniel finally could not take it anymore. With a strangled cry, he ejaculated hard, shooting his load deep in his wife’s throat. Abby swallowed it all back. Daniel panted as she rose to her feet, a satisfied smirk on her face, a trickle of cum dribbling from her lips.

“We’re not done yet baby,” she murmured. Taking him by the hand, Abby led Daniel into their bedroom. She pushed him onto his back on the bed. His wet prick was a little flaccid but still fairly hard. She lay down, stretching out beside Daniel, gripped his softened shaft in her hand, and began to rub the thick flesh. In moments, he was back at full erection. Abby got to her knees, straddled Daniel’s hips, and lowered her bare-shaven twat down onto his swollen cock.

Abby grunted in pleasure as her tight cunt split and expanded around her husband’s throbbing dick. The meaty spear sank deep into her hot, wet twat, spreading her as it thrust all the way in. When her pussy lips were pressed tight to the nest of pubic hair on Daniel’s groin, the course fur tickling her clean-shaven cunt, she squeezed his prick tightly, using her vaginal muscles to massage and tease his rock-hard member. Daniel filled his hands with his wife’s huge, firm tits and squeezed and stroked, twisting and rubbing her nipples. Abby placed her hands on Daniel’s muscular chest and moved her hips slow and hard, sliding his cock in and out of her hot depths, torturing him with pleasure. It took almost 20 minutes but Daniel finally went stiff with climax. He groaned in erotic ecstasy. Abby cried out as a powerful orgasm surged through her lush body, as she felt her husband’s cum inject deep inside of her.

Abby collapsed on top of Daniel. They lay panting, sweaty and hot, for several minutes. Finally, she rolled off Daniel, feeling his now flaccid prick slide out of her tight cunt. Daniel looked barely conscious. Abby smiled. Her husband would not be playing the voyeur tonight.

Abby climbed off of the bed and covered Daniel’s sleeping body in the bed sheet. She turned off the bedroom lights. She showered quickly, brushed her teeth and did her other nightly preparations, then returned to the bedroom, still naked. Daniel remained unconscious on the bed.

Abby walked to the bedroom window, pulled back the drapes, and looked out. It was now almost 3 AM but Deborah was still on the lounger. The woman had changed her position. She was on her side, her back facing the bedroom window, giving an observer a stunning view of her perfect ass and the amazing curve of her hip.

“That fucking bitch,” Abby thought as she pulled the drapes tight. She slipped under the covers, still nude, and pressed up against Daniel. He murmured in his sleep. Before she drifted off to sleep, Abby’s last thoughts were of Deborah and how she was going to deal with the woman. She had to do something about the bitch and she had to do it soon.

Part I:

Deborah had moved into the neighborhood about five months earlier. The word quickly went around that a drop-dead gorgeous divorcee was on the loose – the usual “lock up your husbands” warnings were exchanged by the wives in the area. The rumors were that Deborah had a history as a nude model on “tasteful” porn sites and that her failed marriage to a wealthy businessman had left her independently wealthy. She was no older than Abby but was able to retire comfortably, living off the income from her investments.

Initially, Abby had not bothered with the rumors and warnings, though the idea that the woman had been a professional erotic model intrigued her. Abby had been approached several times to do nude modeling while she had been a lifeguard during her student years and she had come close a couple of times to saying “yes.” She certainly was not averse to being naked in public and she was already a very sexually adventurous young woman. But she was about to embark on a career as a network security analyst and she did not need too many skeletons rattling around in her closet nor was she desperate for money.

It was a couple of weeks after Deborah moved in that Abby met the woman and all of her alarm bells went off.

It was at the summer block party, an annual event where the local community got together. Meeting new members of the neighborhood was part of the festivities.

Deborah arrived in a show-stopping orange halter top and black shorts that left little to the imagination. The halter exposed so much of the woman’s tanned tits that Abby feared they would fall out. Deborah’s belly was taut and firm and her deep navel was adorned with a shiny jeweled stud. The lower curve of her ass peeked out from under her tight shorts. Her shapely legs elicited many admiring glances from men and women. Deborah’s hair was thick and shoulder-length, a deep, chestnut color that gleamed in the sunlight. Her green eyes glinted with mischief. On the one hand, she was the kind of uninhibited woman that Abby liked. On the other hand, she reeked of erotic potential and she clearly had no boundaries or concerns about going after whatever she wanted, even if that meant married men. Abby quickly realized that all of the neighborhood gossip about this woman was true.

Abby was a beautiful, voluptuous woman and she was used to being the most alluring woman at the neighborhood gatherings. The fact that Deborah clearly stole some of her thunder bothered her, but she consoled herself with the fact that she was not trying to compete. She was wearing a tank top that exposed some of her own considerable cleavage and a bit of tanned belly, and shorts that did little to hide her curvaceous legs and complemented her beautifully sculpted ass. She was wearing her thick, auburn hair down. She regarded her attire as sensible and a bit sexy. Deborah was screaming “sexpot” with every wiggle of her perfect, heart-shaped ass.

Deborah made the rounds, drawing attention and soon picking up a small crowd of men. Abby decided to ignore it. She did not feel that threatened. She had already surreptitiously compared her body to that of the other woman and believed that she equaled or surpassed Deborah in every observable way. More importantly, she was confident that her husband could not be peeled away from her so easily. Abby and Daniel had a very exciting sex life and she did not think he could be tempted by another woman.
That was until she glanced up at just the right time and saw the hunger in Daniel’s eyes as they followed Deborah’s jiggling tits and swaying ass. Abby looked over and saw that Deborah had noticed being noticed. The new woman and Daniel exchanged a look. Abby’s heart leaped and her throat closed.

Daniel averted his gaze when he saw her watching but the glint in his eye was something that Abby knew well. She looked back at Deborah and saw the woman now looking at her. The speculative look in Deborah’s eye caught Abby by surprise. The brunette’s gaze roamed over Abby’s body. Then Deborah walked over to Daniel and Abby, smiling brightly.

“Hello,” Deborah said. “I’m Deborah Jacobs. I think I’m your new neighbor.”

Daniel and then Abby shook Deborah’s hand. Deborah squeezed Abby’s hand a bit harder than needed.

“I’m Abby Piper.”

“I’m Daniel Marks.”

Deborah nodded. She looked down to see the wedding rings on the couple’s fingers, verifying they were married.

“What do you two do for a living?” Deborah asked.

“I’m a free lance editor for webzines,” Daniel explained.

“I do cyber security for one of the big tech companies downtown,” Abby said. She felt uncomfortable talking to this woman. Things were happening a bit too fast and she wanted time to process what she had just seen pass between Daniel and Deborah.

“Oh? Those jobs sound really interesting.”

“What do you do?” Abby asked. She was genuinely interested. In some part of her mind, she needed to gather information on a woman who her primitive instincts were telling her was a rival.

“I’m retired now,” Deborah said. “I used to be a model. I got married then divorced and the settlement was generous enough that I’m comfortable without having to work. But I’ll probably get back into modeling soon and I may go back to school. I’m only 29 and I think I need to do more to keep busy. But I’m going to relax for the next year or so until I make up my mind.”

“I’m sure that’s a nice problem to have,” Abby smiled. It seemed that almost everything on the neighborhood grapevine about this woman was true. That was unusual. “I’m 29 too and I’d love to retire right now! I’d probably spend a lot of time traveling.”

“I still may. I’m just giving myself some time to figure things out.” Deborah turned to Daniel. “So, Daniel, do you work downtown too?”

“No, I mostly work from home. Being freelance gives me that option.”

Deborah nodded. Abby was sure she saw the gears in the woman’s head turning.

“Well, if you ever need a coffee, I’ll be right next door,” the brunette chirped. Abby’s hackles went up but she managed to keep her temper in check.

The conversation went on for another few minutes before Abby and Daniel excused themselves. They had a dinner with friends that evening and they needed to prepare.
As they walked away, hand in hand, Abby glanced back. Deborah was watching them both, her green eyes hooded, something unfathomable playing on her gorgeous face. She raised her hand in farewell when she saw Abby looking. Abby raised her hand in reply but she felt a shiver of tension run through her body. She could tell this woman was after Daniel and she knew, already, that she had a fight on her hands.

“Daniel, I don’t want you ever having a coffee with that woman.”

“What? Are you jealous?” He smiled, pretending not to take her concerns seriously. Abby’s senses were fine-tuned. She could tell that Daniel was intrigued, that he was thinking about taking their neighbor up on her offer.

“Call it jealousy or whatever you want,” Abby replied. “I want this to be clear: I get all the wrong signals from her and I am laying down the law here. I don’t want you alone with her.”

Daniel’s expression turned grim. She could tell there would be an argument. She could not deny that her order was tantamount to admitting she did not trust him. But she was prepared for the argument to come. This was one time she wanted Daniel to be clear on what the rules were.

The argument that they had over the incident was fairly serious, at least for them, and they did not talk to each other much until they finally buried the hatchet with a round of hard, hot sex that night.

It was two weeks later that Abby returned home from work in the late afternoon and found Daniel was not at his desk. She caught him in the upstairs bedroom, looking out the window.

“What are you looking at, honey?” Abby asked innocently, removing her earrings are she walked.

Daniel started, turning to face her with an incredibly guilty and startled look on his face. “Um…”

“What are you looking at?” Abby repeated. She stepped up beside him and looked out.

Deborah was absolutely nude, reclining on her lounge chair, wearing only sun shades and ear buds. She was moving her bare foot in time to whatever music she was playing. Her naked body glistened in the sunlight, indicating she had been in the pool not long before.

“Well, if she is going to put it out there for me to see, I can’t be blamed for looking…,” Daniel murmured, trying to figure out a way to extract his fat from the fire.

Abby’s eyes flashed as she glared at the naked woman in the other yard. She brought her temper under control. “I guess that’s true,” she admitted, her eyes memorizing every detail of the bitch’s incredible body. She suppressed her anger but she knew that Deborah was quickly becoming a major problem that she would need to confront. She just was not sure what to do.

Over the next few months, Abby continued to consider what she could do to protect her marriage from her neighbor and Deborah continued to put herself on display wherever she could. The woman’s nude antics in her backyard were only part of her efforts to seduce the men of the neighborhood. Deborah wore skimpy and provocative clothing wherever she went and seemed to pick up an entourage of men whenever she was out. Rumors began to circulate that Deborah was having affairs with some of the area men. A brutal fist fight between two married men about three months after Deborah’s arrival seemed to confirm that she was spreading chaos and discord. It was not clear that the men were fighting over Deborah but the rumor mill had placed both of them in her company at different times and they had not previously had difficulties with each other.

Abby collected these rumors and speculations. She knew that some of them were probably not true but she had a good instinct for these kind of things. She had been a bit like Deborah when she was younger, using her delicious body and overpowering sex appeal to manipulate people and situations to her advantage. After she had met Daniel she had retired that part of her personality but she recognized when someone else was using the same tactics.

Abby decided to put her expertise to work. She had no reason to believe that Daniel was having coffee or any other contact with Deborah, but her instincts told her she needed to proceed with caution. She secretly set up a series of hidden cameras around their house and yard. She knew that Daniel would – understandably – have been furious if he knew, so she did not tell him. She also directed a camera at Deborah’s backyard. The woman usually seemed to be out socializing during the days but she would, on occasion, spend an afternoon lounging around her pool, usually in the nude.

Abby reviewed the cameras during her lunch break and at the end of the day, programming the video to go directly to signs of movement.

Deborah continued to do things that roiled the neighborhood. As the people living right next door to her, Abby and Daniel had a front row seat to the beautiful woman’s various escapades. One night shortly after she had installed the cameras, Abby was awoken by the sounds of sex coming from Deborah’s backyard. Daniel was sleeping beside her. She went to the bedroom window and looked out. Deborah was naked and vigorously riding a man who was lying flat on his back on the pool deck. The man was naked too. The man looked familiar to Abby but she could not quite place him. His handsome face was contorted with a combination of pleasure and effort. Deborah’s big, firm tits were bouncing exuberantly as she worked her hips and ass, grinding the man’s cock deep in her body. She ran her hands through her chestnut hair, her head thrown back, her beautiful face lit by a predatory smile of satisfaction. The man squeezed and kneaded Deborah’s massive tits. Deborah covered his hands with her own, keeping them on her breasts. The man convulsed and cried out, clearly having reached his climax. Deborah continued to ride him for a time after until she threw back her head and released an agonizing groan. She shuddered, placing her hands on his chest.

Deborah rolled off the man and the two lay on the deck, panting hard. Their sweat-soaked bodies glistened in the light reflecting off the pool. They exchanged whispered words. Abby could not quite make out what they were saying, but she finally placed the man when she heard his voice. He was a teacher at the local school. Abby was certain that he was married. She had met him and his wife at a block party a few years before. Abby did not remember much about them, though she recalled thinking that the wife was very hot.

Abby returned to bed, her mind churning. Now she had unequivocal evidence that Deborah was going after local husbands. Abby was certain that it would not be long before the bitch came after Daniel. In fact, it was kind of amazing she had not already, but Abby felt the other woman was playing some kind of long-game. Abby was certain that Deborah saw Daniel as a challenge, not the least because he was married to a woman whose body and beauty rivaled Deborah’s voluptuousness. Abby knew exactly how women like Deborah thought. She had been one, after all. She could tell that Deborah was trying to establish a territory, like a wild predator. Everything inside that territory belonged to her.

A week later, Abby was again woken up by the sounds of sex coming from her neighbor’s backyard. As before, Daniel remained sleeping. Abby was grateful that he was a deep sleeper.

The sounds were different this time, though they were clearly the cries of a woman in the throes of intense sexual pleasure. Abby looked out of the window and was startled by what she saw.

Deborah was there having sex, of course, but this time the bitch was scissor-locked with a gorgeous, spectacularly-built young woman. The two women were fucking hard, their asses and hips jerking and rippling as they ground into each other, cunt to cunt. Abby could tell immediately that the struggling women were involved in sexual combat. The savage expressions on their faces, the highly aggressive jerking and thrusting of their hips, everything about their body language indicated two women fucking each other down, trying to establish which of them was dominant. This time, Abby recognized the woman with Deborah. She was the wife of the school teacher Deborah had fucked the week before.

Abby was impressed by how good a fight the wronged wife was putting up. She was just as impressed by the woman’s gorgeous body, which matched Deborah’s. However, Abby could tell that the other woman lacked the experience in this form of combat that Deborah clearly had. She was not surprised when the other woman threw back her head and howled out in orgasmic defeat. Deborah laughed and swore at the woman as she fucked the wife onto her back, then mounted her and kept grinding away. As Abby watched, the defeated woman came again and again, tears of anger and humiliation streaking her face as she convulsed in pleasure. Deborah grabbed her opponent by the hair and forced her tongue down the woman’s throat. The chestnut-haired vixen finally shuddered and groaned, her ass pumping hard as she came, ejaculating onto her defeated rival.

Deborah rolled off the other woman, but quickly repositioned herself, straddling her defeated foe’s shoulders and lowering her bare, steaming cunt to the woman’s face. The crying woman licked and sucked at Deborah’s pussy in submission. Deborah grabbed the woman’s hair and rubbed her cunt around and around in the woman’s face, smearing her juices on the woman. The woman’s moans and gasps of humiliation and defeat were hard to listen to, but also oddly stimulating. Abby’s nipples were hard and her pussy was moist as she watched the conclusion of this fuckfight.

Deborah finally climbed off of her defeated rival. She looked down on the other woman, who remained on the pool deck, sobbing and gasping. Deborah examined her opponent’s succulent body, evidently liking what she saw. She smiled viciously, then reached down, grabbed the wife by her thick brown hair, and began dragging the woman across the pool deck. The teacher’s wife screamed and cried out. She grasped at Deborah’s arm, to no effect. Deborah dragged the other woman towards the deck doors leading into the house.

“Come with me, you little fuck,” Deborah growled. “You’re mine now. You’re going to be my fucktoy for the rest of the night and maybe all of the day. I want you to remember this for the rest of your life.”

The naked women disappeared into the house and the deck doors slid shut. Abby listened for a while, but she could not hear anything. Shaking slightly, she returned to bed. Daniel was still sound asleep.

Abby lay flat on her back, thinking about what she had just witnessed. After a while, she reached between her legs and began gently rubbing and caressing her pulsing clit. Her other hand stroked and teased her engorged nipples. She masturbated slowly, carefully, letting the pleasure build. It was some time later before her back arched in pleasure and she barely kept herself from screaming out and waking Daniel.

Abby drifted off to sleep, her gorgeous face sporting a calculating smile.

To be continued:

[apenman]

JB,
This seems familiar. Have you posted it before?
AP

[JB57]

Yes. As I described above, I'm planning to repost the whole story and then add the final chapters, that have not been posted before, at the end. The reason I'm doing it this way is, frankly, because it is easier for me to reformat the stories if I do them a chapter at a time. As some of you may know, when you copy and paste a story from a Word doc, it comes out on the board with the spacing between paragraphs gone and it takes some time to go through and put in the breaks. With the old stories that I have been posting on my own board, I have not had the patience to do that and I've simply posted them with the spacing missing.

The irony is that when I post this completed story to my board, it will be without the spacing too.

Hope this is clear! In the future, I may just post my new stories directly to my board. I have not yet made up my mind about that.

Take care,

JB

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Having read and thought about what I just wrote, I realize it makes more sense for me to just upload this story (and future stories) directly onto my board, and save the problem of the spacing. So, that is what I will do. I will put this story's first and second chapters on my board shortly. In the future, I will use this board to alert people to new stories on my site.

I currently am finishing off two stories that were previously posted, incomplete, on the old board. I also have two new "Neverwhere" stories that are both very close to being done. I hope to make this a productive summer, story-wise.

Thanks,

JB

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I've now posted the Prologue and Parts I and II of "Bad Neighbor" on the JB57 story board. Check it out there!

JB

[JB57]

The last two chapters of "Bad Neighbor" are now up on the JB57 stories board, as well as the epilogue. Enjoy!

I will now turn to finishing off "Trophy Wives" and one other unfinished story before I start posting some new stuff that I have been working on.

JB

[AL75]

If you would, could you post the direct link to your forum in the sticky thread I added here? At the very least this can serve as a jumping off point for everyone while we wait to see if Hostboard ever bothers to get the old one up and running again.