Friday night/Sat morning at 1:35, lieing in bed next to my wife, I heard the upstairs divorced neighbor run in, take a fast and furious pee, flush and get my total attention. Within a few minutes, for the third time this year (another Friday at the same time, and on New Years Eve) I started to hear "oh...oh...oh...oh" coming from her bedroom above. Followed by a few bed squeaks, then more "oh...oh...oh...", more squeaks, more "oh...".

Me laying there, perfectly still so I can hear it all, looking up at the ceiling, knowing her naked body is right above mine with a happy cock using her fuckhole for his pleasure. She's a divorcee with a teenage son who spends weekends with his father. She's a not-unattractive (but not gorgeous) Mexican. I know, a juicy and willing hole is just a hole. If she's willing to take your cock, go for it. And I'd love to.

Finally I hear a few more squeeks and an escalated "Oh...oh...oh...!" and they cum. Silence, then I finally hear a male voice, and the door closes. Must let the guy pay for her bar tab with the understanding that he is getting some pussy to dump his load in at the end of the night. Fuck her and go home. Not a bad deal.

The next morning the wife says "Did you hear our neighbor fucking again last night?" I reply no, and thank goodness that I didn't think of applying my hand to my cock to stroke the firmness that was growing there while some guy was using her pussy. I wouldn't have lived that down. Only have actually seen her in passing, never more than a chance to say hello, more than once or twice since she's been living here. Still hoping to stop her to discuss her sex life and see if she's open to receiving another cock. Mine.

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