Chapter Two: Being Neighborly

“Why do we have to go over there again?” Lindsey sighed as she plopped down on the bed. “I just want to lie on the couch and watch TV.”

“We do that every night,” Brandon said as he pulled his shirt over his head. “Besides, Meredith has been a great friend of the family since we moved in here.” Not to mention how hot she looks in a bathing suit. “It’ll be fun. Promise.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes, but still shoved herself off the bed. Walking over to Brandon, she ran a hand under his chin. “Don’t think I’m stupid. I see how you and your father look at her when she’s outside. I know how she affects you.” She reached out and grabbed his cock through his jeans. “Right here.”

He felt his eyes go wide as he shook his head. “I’ll admit, she’s a very pretty woman, but really, I don’t look at her that way.” He pulled Lindsey close, wrapping an arm around her waist. “I only have eyes for you.”

She gave a soft laugh. “You have eyes for anything with tits.” She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay, let’s go get this evening over with so I can get back to my shows.”

“You know, we can always entertain ourselves without the television.” He squeezed her tighter against him. “I’m sure we can come up with something to keep us from getting bored.”

She shook her head. “Let’s just start with dinner, shall we? I wouldn’t want to tax your imagination.”

He sighed as she turned and walked out of the bedroom door. He really wished he knew what had made her so uptight lately. With a deep breath, he followed her out the door and through the house.

Dusk had claimed the city by the time they knocked on Meredith’s door, and Brandon was glad for the way the darkness hid his hard-on from where his mind had taken him the closer he got to his neighbor’s front door. Lindsey was at least smiling and had even seemed to be making the best of their evening, even though it wasn’t what she wanted for their night. The visit at least got the two of them out of the house.

He turned to Lindsey, putting a reassuring smile on his face. “You ready?”

She smiled, and he couldn’t tell if it was genuine or not. “Sure.”

He took a deep breath, something he was getting used to doing, and knocked on the door. Only a couple of seconds passed before Meredith opened the door, greeting them. Brandon tried to control his gaze, but it was hard to do. Meredith had decided to wear a tight, low-cut top, which pushed her ample breasts up and over the neckline into plain view. She was also wearing a pair of tight jean shorts that cupped her ass, exposing the bottom curve of her ass cheeks. Brandon smiled as Meredith reached out and pulled him into a hug, her small hands pressing his back as her breasts pushed up into his face. She then reached over to Lindsey and pulled her into an equally tight embrace, only her hands went lower onto Lindsey’s waist, just above her ass. Brandon watched as his wife smiled at the older woman, her eyes twinkling. Perhaps tonight would go better than Brandon expected.

“I’m glad you two could make it,” Meredith said as she motioned for them to enter her home. “Thanks for keeping an old woman from being lonely.”

“Old?” Lindsey said with a disbelieving tone. “Hardly. I hope I look as good as you do when I’m your age.”

“That’s sweet,” Meredith said as she reached out and took Lindsey’s hand, leading her to the kitchen.

Brandon watched as the two women walked ahead of him, still holding hands. He couldn’t believe that Lindsey hadn’t pulled her hand out of Meredith’s after a couple of seconds. She wasn’t much of a hand-holder. Yet, here she was, holding Meredith’s hand as they walked and even leaning into the other woman as they whispered back and forth about women’s beauty and age. Brandon just shook his head as he followed them, deciding it best to just go with it.

“So, Brandon, why don’t you pour the wine, while I get the steaks off the grill?” Meredith instructed without releasing Lindsey’s hand. “I’m going to drag your wife out with me to get to know her a little better. I can’t believe you two have been married almost a year now.”

Brandon stood in the middle of the kitchen and watched as the two women walked out the door, his beautiful wife and his neighbor, who had to be twice their age. However, both women looked hot as hell, their asses tight in their clothes and sashaying across the floor, almost as if both of them teased him. Brandon decided it was best to just untuck his shirt to cover the massive boner he sported. There was no way he could keep his hand in his pocket all night long to hide it. God, he hoped Lindsey was horny when they got back to the house. He was tired of waiting and going without.

Brandon took another deep breath as he walked over to the cabinet to get the wineglasses, wondering what would have happened if he had left Lindsey at home and came to dinner alone. He had been having fantasies of Meredith since he could remember, and he knew tonight there would be another one to add to his spank bank. He popped the cork on the wine bottle and the image only made him think of plunging his cock into Meredith’s tight little cunt. He found himself gripping the wine bottle harder than necessary and, after a quick look to make sure the women weren’t returning, he reached down and gripped his cock, moving his hard shaft in his pants, trying to find some relief.

None came, however.