The Neighbor

by Eva Brooks

  Contents

  Title Page

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  More From Eva Brooks

  The Accidental Lesbian

  Book One: The Neighbor

  A Humorous Erotic Spanking Story

  By Eva Brooks

  Copyright © 2019 Eva Brooks

  All characters and situations are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. All Characters are over the age of 18 and all actions are consensual.

  CHAPTER ONE

  The backyard was quiet on this warm August evening in San Pedro California. I was quietly trying to make my way to my neighbor's house to hook up with John tonight, stepping through rose bushes, avoiding the thorns… god I hate landscaping.

  I had been having an affair with him for the last few months. When my husband dumped me for his gym instructor I ended up with the house and no real romantic prospects. John was married, of course, and I did feel a little bad about that, but I was only thirty-five years old… I girl had needs after all.

  He had emailed me while on his business trip yesterday and told me he would be back tonight and the house would be empty. His wife apparently wasn't interested in him anymore and was going to visit her mother with their daughter for the weekend.

  I was wearing a trench coat with my favorite skimpy teddy underneath, complete with lacy panties and garters. I hopped John would approve.

  He usually left the sliding glass door unlocked. I slid it open and stepped inside.

  I made my way upstairs and tip toed to the bedroom. I walked into the master suite. I slipped into the bed and started nuzzling John.

  “What the hell?” It was a woman's voice. She reached over and turned the lamp on. Light flooded the room.

  “Brenda? What are you doing here?”

  It was John's wife. “Cathy?” I had to think fast. “I mean Cathy… I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself…”

  If she found out about John and me, it would ruin everything.

  “What?”

  “I've had a huge crush on you for a long time.”

  She seemed confused but not necessarily mad. Good.

  “I heard John was out of town so I thought I would reveal my feelings for you.”

  Obviously John didn't make it back for some reason. A god damn text would have been nice. Asshole.

  “I don't understand…”

  Well, time to sell it. I stood up and took the coat off.

  “Oh my…” Cathy gasped as she looked me up and down… a little longer than I would have expected.

  It would be a few minutes of horrible embarrassment for me, then, she would gracefully reject my affections and I could go home and plot how to get back at John for this. Better lay it on thick.

  “I just couldn't deny my feelings anymore…”

  “I don't know what to say…”

  Cathy was very attractive. She had long dark hair and quite a nice, curvy figure. Not to mention a very large set of breasts.

  “I'm sorry, this is probably inappropriate of me…” I said, hoping it would all be over soon.

  Cathy looked me up and down again. Was she checking me out?

  “No…no… I just…” she moved out from under the covers revealing that she apparently slept Au natural. Her breasts were very large and prominent. I stared at them despite myself.

  “How did you know?” she said, smiling slightly.

  “Know what?” Okay, this was getting weird.

  “Know that I liked… um… girls…”

  Uh, what? I just stared at her for a solid minute.

  “I guess I could just tell?” I tried to recover.

  Cathy got off the bed and walked over to me. She came up really close. I could smell her perfume and what smelled like more than a couple glasses of wine. She must be drinking away her loveless marriage.

  She kissed me on the cheek then on the lips. “You are very beautiful…”

  I could feel her naked breasts pressing against mine, which were nearly as exposed as hers. Both of our of nipples were erect with excitement.

  She reached out and started caressing one of my breasts and went back to kissing me, harder, more passionately this time.

  CHAPTER TWO

  I was still standing there frozen. I had never been with a woman before, even when I was drunk in college, which was usually how these things happened, right? If I didn't do something back she would know I was faking the whole thing.

  I just pretended Cathy was a guy and started kissing her back. It was very pleasant and I was already worked up from thinking about having sex with John, so maybe we could just make out for a bit… then I could head home and forget this ever happened.

  Cathy reached down and tried to slide her hand between the folds of my pussy. I jumped back. That was maybe a little more than I was willing to do to avoid exposure.

  Cathy looked shocked. “What's the matter?”

  “I just… um, well is there anything that you really like? Something I can do for you that would get you going?”

  I was hoping maybe it was a little less invasive than having her fingering my pussy. I do like that, but there was something unnerving about having her do it… not just that it was a girl but also that she was almost a complete stranger.

  “So are you saying I've been a bad girl?” Cathy perked up a bit.

  “What? No… I mean… what?”

  “Because if I had been a bad girl, then you would have to punish me, right?”

  Okay now I got it.

  “Yes you've been a bad girl, Cathy. Perhaps I should spank you?” It was more of a question than a statement.

  “Yes!” Cathy was really excited now. She practically threw me on the bed and then she flopped down across my lap. Her naked ass was right in front of me.

  “You must punish me!” she said wiggling her butt at me. It was quite firm and attractive for a forty year old woman.

  “Spank me, Mommy!” she wriggled against me again. I could feel her bush grinding into my thigh.

  Apparently I had found her ’thing’. As kinks went, it wasn't too bad. I slapped her ass a little.

  “Harder, Mommy, and tell me why you are spanking me…please?”

  Okay. I took a harder swing and smacked her pretty good. There was a slight red mark.

  “You've been a naughty girl, Cathy…”

  “Yes… yes… I'm sorry… harder.”

  I hit her ass again, almost as hard as I could. The sound of the whack echoed throughout the room. It actually hurt my hand. There was a huge red mark on her ass cheek.

  “Oh yes! That's it!”

  I couldn't keep this up without seriously injuring my own hand. I looked around and saw her hair brush sitting on the night stand next to the bed. I stretched out and grabbed it, still keeping her in my lap.

  “What are you doing, Mommy?”

  I have her a whack with the back of the hair brush. It made loud ’thwack’ sound when it made contact with her flesh.

  “Owwwwweeee!” she said, writhing in pain. “Yes, Mommy, that hurts… please punish me!”

  I gave her another one and she howled. I felt her hand slide across my thigh as she pushed it down between her legs. There was a steady rhythm once she got it there. She was playing with her own pussy.

  “Keep spanking me Mommy!”

  I hit her a few more times. She cried out, but mostly with pleasure. There were large welts on her ass cheeks. The problem for me was that all her squirming and playing with herself was getting my motor running as well. I wasn't sure how to take care of that.

  After a few more minutes of smacking her ass, she rolled off apparently frustrated.

  “I'm so close,” she said pa
nting. “I need a little more…”

  She grabbed my hand, the one with the hair brush in it and proceeded to spread her legs. Then she took the handle of the brush and shoved it up into her pussy with my hand still holding out.

  “Fuck me Mommy! Fuck me with the hairbrush! I'm so close!”

  I did as I was told, and soon I was ramming the handle on and out of her pussy as hard as I could. This must have done for her because she started screeching loudly and her whole body was shaking. I know it seems as though I am pretty normal… but I really didn’t want to have to admit that I was fucking her husband. It was pretty clear that she wasn’t interested in him sexually, but I know from experience that women hold grudges well beyond anything that men do.

  “Yes! Oh my God! I’m cumming!” She was blinking rapidly and breathing deeply. Her whole body was spasming, her thighs quivering so hard I thought I might get a Charley horse in my own legs. I hesitated with the hair brush and she pushed my hand away. I just knelt there over her not sure what to do now. Her orgasm must have lasted ten minutes.

  Finally she opened her eyes and looked up at me and smiled. “That was wonderful… Brenda… I don't think I've ever had an orgasm that intense.” She crinkled her eyebrows as if remembering something.

  “But what about you, dear? I can't believe you did all that without having me do something for you…”

  “That's just the kind of selfless lover I am sweetie…”

  “You are amazing. When can we do this again?”

  I grabbed my trench coat and started wrapping it around me. “I'll call you, Cathy…” and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind me. I waited for as minute or two until I was sure she didn't come after me and started heading down the stairs.

  I had almost made it out when I heard movement behind me.

  “Who the fuck are you?”

  I turned to see a young woman standing outside of what was probably her bedroom door in a long t-shirt and nothing else.

  After a moment, she seemed to recognize me.

  “Oh, it's you Brenda.” It was Trudy, John and Cathy's eighteen year old daughter. We knew each other casually being neighbors.

  “What the hell were you doing with my mother?”

  I wasn’t sure how to explain, or even if I should.

  “I ah… was um… look, when two woman love each other….”

  “Cut the crap, Brenda. What are you wearing underneath that coat?”

  I don't know why, but I flashed her. It seemed only fair.

  After she noticed how little I was wearing, she said, “Really? You and my mom?”

  I nodded.

  “Bullshit!” She said. And then she seemed to think for a moment. “Let me guess… you are fucking my dad. You sneaked over here tonight because you thought he would be alone. My mom and I weren't supposed to be home tonight.”

  When I didn’t interrupt her, she continued. “You slipped into bed, realized it was my mom and pretended to be lesbian in order to cover your firm, round, ass. Am I on the right track?”

  I nodded. Boy, she was sharp.

  “I'm guessing you figured out she has a spanking thing?”

  I blushed and little. “Ummm… yep.”

  “She is a control freak. Her biggest turn on is being the one who is being punished.”

  Trudy looked for down at her feet as if deciding something.

  “I know that it's weird that I know that, but we have pretty thin walls here.”

  I wrapped the coat around me again.

  “Well it's been nice talking with you…but I have to get back…”

  I started to leave, hoping my evening could get back to normal, when she said, “Well, it wouldn't be good for you if I told my mom the truth…”

  “What?”

  “I'm just saying that you need me to keep quiet…”

  It was obvious she was fishing for some kind of bribe.

  “Okay, what will it take to keep you quiet?” I played along.

  She paused for a moment as if weighing her options. I assume there would be a dollar figure that would make this go away. Or maybe I'd have to get her first row tickets to some goth concert. She seemed the type.

  “I want to try having sex with a woman.”

  She said it so matter of fact that I thought maybe I had misheard her.

  “What?”

  She looked down, almost embarrassed.

  “Look, I've always been with guys, but I've been thinking that I might like to try girls… at least once.”

  I sucked in a deep breath. I really didn't have a huge desire to explore any more of my bi-sexual side, but on the other hand I needed to get out of this with a minimum of chaos.

  “Wouldn't you be happier to try it with a girl more, um, your age?” I was stalling now. Maybe I could talk her out of it.

  She seemed to think this over for a moment. “No. I really want to try it with you.”

  Wow. Okay. “When you say try… what exactly do you mean?”

  She moved over to me, her face only inches from mine and put her mouth next to my ear.

  “Make love to me,” She whispered.

  I tried to move away, but my back was against the wall, literally.

  “So if I do this, you won't tell anyone what happened tonight? Even the stuff with your mom?”

  She smiled. “If you did your job with my mom, she is probably snoozing peacefully. We could set off a bomb and she probably wouldn't notice.”

  She kissed me on my lips. When I didn't respond, she frowned.

  “Do I need to remind you what would happen if I were to let slip what you did while you were here?”

  That did the trick. I planted a long, wet kiss on her lips. She was practically beaming after we finished kissing.

  “That's more like it.”

  She reached down with her hand and wrapped it around mine. Trudy pulled me into her room.

  CHAPTER THREE

  I had a choice. I could do the bare minimum, only responding to her affections and her commands. But if she felt like I hadn't satisfied her, we would be right back where we started. Or I could go big and give her the lesbian experience she was obviously looking for and make sure there were no questions concerning my girl on girl effort. I chose the latter.

  I kissed her hard and long, reaching up and squeezing her pleasantly soft breasts through her thin nightshirt. I found her nipples and tweaked them seductively.

  “Mmmm… yes…” she moaned in response.

  I grabbed her t-shirt and started pulling it up over her head. She complied by raising her arms allowing me pull it off.

  I looked at her young, nubile body. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Trudy had firm, large breasts, although not as large as her mother's , they were still formidable. Her trim figure tapered down to a neatly trimmed bush, with a flat stomach and athletic legs. I sighed loudly.

  “You like?” she said, displaying her body for me.

  “You are gorgeous…” I said, slipping of my coat.

  “Take off your lingerie...” she commanded.

  I hooked my thumbs in the thin straps of my teddy, pulled on them, and let it fall to the floor. Now I was the one displaying my body. My nipples were standing erect in the cool evening air.

  Trudy moved forward and kissed me again, wrapping her arms around me, our bodies pressing against one another. I could feel her breasts smashed up against mine, our nipples touching, sending shock waves through my flesh.

  We continued kissing. Soon our tongues found each other and our hands slid down our backs, cupping each other's asses gently.

  I had to admit that even though I purported to be straight, I was getting seriously turned on.

  Trudy was making little kitten sounds as our tonguing heated up. I forced us back to the bed and pushed her down roughly so she was splayed out, legs spread before me.

  I practically pounced on top of her, straddling her with my legs, hovering my naked pussy over hers. I dropped down and shoved my ton
gue deep into her mouth, sucking the breath from her. I grabbed at her tits, pulling on the nipples, trying to make her feel my desire.

  “Yes… make me feel what it’s like to have a woman fuck me!”