Morning Coffee Turned into First Anal
A wife submits to anal sex with her neighbor
I felt foolish. My husband had left for work, and there I stood in the dark, looking out the kitchen window, my gaze drawn to the unmistakable outline of Leo’s manhood while he moved around in his tighty-whities in his kitchen.
His cock and balls looked like they were fighting for space, straining against the confines of the cotton barrier, highlighting the enticing bulge that grew more prominent with each step he took.
The way his cock was displayed, obscured yet tantalizingly visible, sent a thrill through my body. I bit my bottom lip, my heart racing as I studied the subtle movements of his package as he bent over to grab something from the fridge. The fabric clung to him, revealing the contours and plumpness of his balls.
The boy next door was 19, tall and broad-shouldered — a curious mix of jock and intellectual. His muscles rippled from countless hours spent lifting weights and playing sports. Despite his undeniable charm, he still lived with his parents, adding a touch of boyish innocence to his otherwise confident demeanor.
Leo suddenly froze mid-step, his hand hovering over the fridge handle. He must have felt my eyes on him because he slowly straightened up and turned to face the window, a…
