TITLE    : Finding Her Way Ch. 04
STORYID  : finding-her-way-ch-04
SUMMARY  : Neighbor finger-fucks an initially unwilling housewife
AUTHOR   : LilyMoreno@lit
DATE     : 2013-11-19
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |neighbor|housewife|unwilling|fingerfucking|orgasm|


<i>Edited by Linda62953</i>



Chapter 4



Heather had just finished her shower when she heard the doorbell. Answering the door brought her face to face with Zack, and she couldn't help the blush that suffused her face. "Hi, I ran out of sugar, and I have a demanding guest who badly needs her sweet fix. Can I bum some from you?" 



"Uh... I... will get some for you." She motioned him into the foyer while mentally giving herself a mental pep talk. Can you be any lamer? He can't see through walls, there's no way he knows you saw him and his lover, she told herself. 



Pausing just inside the kitchen door, Heather tried to recall where she put the single-serve packets she used for picnics. Zack bumped hard into her, and she just realized he followed her in. "Oh, goodness," she cried out as she began to slide on the floor, made slick by her still damp feet. 



He quickly grabbed hold of her, bringing her body flush to his chest. "Are you okay?" She shivered as he whispered the query so close to her ear she felt his lips touch it. 



"I'm fine," she huskily reassured him as she tried to untangle herself from his arms, which she belatedly realized was clamped across her braless breasts.



It felt like minutes passed before Zack reluctantly released her, his hands grazing across her nipples, which instantly became firmly erect. Her arousal, which had ebbed, returned with a vengeance. She stole a glance at him and noted his fixed stare on them. Electricity crackled in the air, fed by the tension that now pervaded the atmosphere. Heather recalled the way he looked while he fucked his "guest", and she could feel her insides liquefy at the way he was looking at her now. "You look flustered. We're good you know, we're even now," he said in a low voice that could melt ice.



"Huh? What do you mean?" Zack slowly smiled. She was totally lost with what he was getting at, she felt like her brain got fried. He was so close she could feel his body heat. She stared deeply into his eyes, wondering how blue eyes can be so warm. Those same blue eyes crinkled at the corner, going a deeper shade, darkening with an emotion she couldn't identify. 



Grasping her by the shoulders, Zack turned her toward him, and Heather could get a whiff of his musky scent that was so delicious, she almost closed her eyes in appreciation. She wanted to touch him so badly, wanted to feel if his body felt as hard as it looked. John looked good, but Zack was movie-star material with his ripped body and chiseled face. "Baby, I saw you and John, and you just saw me and Malena. In fact, she thinks I should ask you to join us," Zack said while caressing her soft cheek with his fingers. 



Heather reared back like she had been slapped. "I beg your pardon? I'm a married woman!" 



"Marriage doesn't mean the fun should end, and basing it on what I hear from my room, it looks like only John is having the fun in your relationship." Heather could only stare flabbergasted at Zack, his gall leaving her slack-jawed with shame at the situation. "I'd close that mouth if you don't want it filled with my tongue, if I were you," quipped Zack. She was so flustered she closed her mouth so quickly her teeth snapped. "Ooohh, nasty baby, come here, let me at least help you get off," he said while reaching back for her arms.



"Don't be afraid, Heather. I won't fuck you, not unless you insist. We'll just do a little finger-fucking, and maybe some tongue-fucking, so you don't go to bed hungry for cock," so saying, Zack hauled her into his arms. She struggled weakly, thinking about how much she wants him but not wanting to betray John. His words resonated within her womb, making it contract with arousal, getting her pussy drenched with desire. She felt everything in her surrender to what he wanted to do with her, but her mind screamed out at committing adultery. She was not the kind of girl who gets swept away by passion, but here she was, a hostage to her senses. 



"You won't be betraying John, honey. It's just a little heavy petting, that's all. I promise. I'm just here to help you out, so your pussy won't ache with hunger." She stilled a little at his words, and Zack immediately took advantage by covering her mouth with his. His mouth felt like heaven, kissing with an expertise that made jelly out of her legs. 



Heather's world tilted as she felt her feet leave the ground. She felt her bare ass set down on the kitchen counter, Zack having rucked up her dress. He immediately moved between her legs, all the while devouring her lips like it was the only thing that kept him alive. 



"You are a little tease, aren't you? Going around braless most days and now opening the door to strange men without panties on." His breath was cool to her lips, made wet with their kiss. Shivers ran down her spine as she felt his hands running up and down her back, soothing her with their gentleness. He stared deep into her eyes while he took her dress off. He kissed her briefly, and then took a long moment to appreciate the bounty laid before his eyes. Her nipples were standing at attention, seemingly proud of their pink beauty. Her breasts felt swollen, and she clenched her thighs together to hide their shameful dampness. 



"Don't hide yourself from me, honey, you're gorgeous. Let me get a feel of that pussy, open up for me, baby." Heather was quivering with reaction, and she couldn't believe that she, the good girl, was doing this. She was naked in the arms of her neighbor, who, until last month, had been a stranger. She could feel Zack's hot eyes on her, urging her to expose her pussy for him. Looking at his avid eyes, she slowly slid her legs open. Zack moaned at the deliberate tease that she was giving him. He cupped her breasts, kneading them gently. 



Gasping loudly as she felt him tweak her nipples, Heather felt an arrow of lust streak straight to her vagina from the twin peaks receiving his ministrations. Her head fell back as pleasure overwhelmed her. "Oh, God, that feels so good." Zack's hands sent tingles of electricity wherever they touched her. Her spine jerked straight when she felt a feather-like touch on the soft curls covering her pussy. The warm tingle-like sensation intensified as she felt his fingers part her labia. 



Heather's awareness narrowed down to Zack's eyes boring into hers and his finger circling her clit. They stared into each others' eyes, the tension punctuated by their audible breathing. 



"Can you feel that, Heather?" Zack whispered as he inserted a finger into her well-lubricated pussy.



Nodding was the only response Heather could manage. Her hips were jerking helplessly, welcoming the invading digit. She bit her lip to stifle her moans.



"Don't do that baby. Don't hide your pleasure from me. Tell me how it feels," Zack whispered hoarsely against her ear.



"It feels so good," Heather gasped out, just as Zack inserted another finger to her passage. His hands began a fast shuttling motion that made blood thunder in her ears. "Oh, God! Please stop, I can't take anymore!" 



"You will take more, baby," Zack rasped, just as he put a thumb to her clit, rubbing from side to side. The pressure built and Heather felt like she was being lifted, up toward a precipice, propelled against her will. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails biting against his skin in an effort to contain the rapture. All her senses were distilled, down to Zack's hand and the pleasure it was bringing her. 



Her back bowed just as she felt her very first orgasm take over her whole body. Rendered insensate except for the pleasure radiating from her womb, Heather screamed out her pleasure. She could only hold on tight to Zack who was heaping words of praise to her. "You're beautiful, Heather. Fuck, I bet this cunt will suck my cock dry. I can't wait to fuck you."

