Competing With My Daughter-In-Law for Our Handsome Neighbor — Part One
She saw we had beers and went to get one and we both watched her. The naughty brat did the same thing I did; she bent over straight-legged. The curve of her ass barely came into view. Barely, but it did.
My daughter-in-law Jessica and I were in the garage. I had just helped her move in with us while her dad was away on a business trip, and we were emptying and putting away boxes. Her father and I just bought this house a couple of weeks ago and I was glad I’d throw away some of our old stuff while helping her move in.
Jessica had just finished college and had moved back home to find a job and save some money. She wasn’t too close to her mother since she left the country to work abroad and her father and I were the only people she trusted.
We were still unpacking when a few of the neighbors came by to introduce themselves. They seemed nice but Jessica wondered about the next-door neighbor we shared the duplex with. I told him I never saw him and the neighbors said he traveled a lot but was very nice. Little did I know at that time how nice can turn into so much trouble.
Truthfully, it started innocently enough. As we were unpacking, our neighbor arrived home with a cab and after going inside, he came up to the garage. We both stopped to look at him. He was well-built, with dark blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a day’s worth of stubble on his face.
He introduced himself as Albert, the guy next door. Jessica and I looked at each other and almost laughed out loud. We had joked about having a hot stud next door. Now we had this gorgeous man next to us.
Now, the good part was that our neighbor was gorgeous but on the other hand, Jessica and I were covered in sweat and grime from unpacking all morning. We didn’t even put makeup on. We’re not models, but we do look more than decent. I’m in my early forties and quite a sexy gym rat, with dirty red hair, green eyes and. Jessica on the other hand looks a lot like her mother, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She’s only twenty-two but gets a lot of attention.
After we introduced ourselves and apologized for the way we looked, Albert asked if he could help so we let him. We spent about an hour unpacking and every time he bent over to pick up a box, Jessica and I would check him out. We’d catch each other and smile.
When we were done, we asked him if he’d like to come inside for a cold drink and he agreed. Jessica led us inside and got us some cokes and we sat at the kitchen table and chatted.
Albert was thirty-three, single, and worked as a buyer for a multinational company. He was mostly traveling and suggested that might’ve had something to do with him being single. Jessica excused herself and ran upstairs while I stayed for another twenty minutes and chatted with our neighbor, truly enjoying his company.
Just as Albert was about to leave, Jessica came back and joined us and I had to do a double take. She was wearing a pair of low-cut shorts that barely covered half her ass cheeks and a T-shirt. Not too tight but the way it hung from her you knew she had a figure. It came just to her navel, showing her flat belly. Her hair was tied back in a cute ponytail.
It was perfectly acceptable for a hot twenty-year-old to wear something like this but I was a little taken aback. As Albert and I chatted, Jessica would parade around the room, finding something to grab from the fridge or just bending over, looking around the bottom drawers. Every time, Albert would be checking her out and I kind of got in a bad mood. Nothing awful, just a small cloud so I got quiet. All this time Jessica chatted with Albert, some of it a little flirtatious, and sometimes she would even touch his arm or hand. I wasn’t sure I liked it.
As we chatted, he mentioned the worst part of travel was spending meals alone so I invited him to join us for dinner. He politely refused saying he did not want to impose but we insisted and he accepted. He then said his goodbyes and left.
“Shorts, Jessica?” I said to my daughter-in-law as she closed the door behind Albert.
“Why not? He’s cute and it never hurts to show off a bit,” she responded giggling.
“Well, he noticed,” I laughed.
“Good,” she said and went off to her room.
I was too angry about this and I didn’t even know why. It’s not like I was in love with Albert, or even interested. I’d just met him and he was ten years younger than me. Then, of course, he was ten years older than Jessica.
I shook my head. I’m not a high-school girl, I’m a married woman, I shouldn’t be thinking these things so I went about putting everything away and preparing dinner. As I did, I couldn’t stop thinking of Albert and Jessica in her too-revealing shorts.
As it got close to dinner time, I jumped in the shower. As I washed myself I had a picture of Albert, with his cute stubble, and broad shoulders, come into my head. Without thinking, my hand dropped down to my pussy and I softly rubbed my clit.
My fingers got more urgent as did my need, while thinking of his cute smile, and sexy ass. I put my hand against the wall to steady myself and I came. Not a world-crashing orgasm, but enough to get me by for now.
Stepping out of the shower, I felt guilty. Guilty and a little naughty because after all, he is younger than me, and having him would make me a cougar.
I looked at my closet trying to figure out what to wear and finally, I chose a pair of jeans that showed off my figure and a top that hugged my curves and showed a little bit of skin. I pulled out a pretty thong and matching bra. It wasn’t like anyone was going to see it, but it made me feel sexy. I added a pair of strappy sandals and checked myself in the mirror. I looked good.
The doorbell rang just as I finished setting the table. I answered it and Albert was there in shorts and an untucked button-down shirt. I invited him in and offered him a beer. He accepted and I went to the fridge and bent over straight-legged to get two beers. I knew these jeans made my ass look good and I laughed at myself for being a little naughty.
Just as I handed the bottle of beer to him, Jessica came into the room and I watched Albert’s jaw drop. She had on a short denim skirt that showed off almost every inch of her legs. With it, a tank top and was barefoot. I didn’t like it and had a stupid feeling in my stomach.
She saw we had beers and went to get one and we both watched her. The naughty brat did the same thing I did; she bent over straight-legged. The curve of her ass barely came into view. Barely, but it did. I realized I was standing and Albert was sitting so he had a better view of her ass.
I suppressed the feeling that was bothering me and we all chatted at the dinner table. I sat across from Albert and Jessica sat between us, on the side. As we chatted she flirted with him and kept touching his hand. I looked down and noticed her skirt had slid up and when she moved, you could see a flash of her panties. I felt like I was intruding and that I was being left out.
At the end of dinner, Albert thanked us and invited us over to his house. We gladly accepted his invitation.
After he was gone, I went to my room, trying my best to avoid Jessica. I slipped off my jeans and lay down to read. I couldn’t concentrate on the book. My mind flashed to Albert and my fingers found my pussy again. As I played with myself, an image of Albert kissing my daughter-in-law flashed in my mind and I came.
Almost immediately, Jessica knocked on my door and I told her she can come in. he asked me if I was ok as she was worried as I was so quiet at dinner. I assured her I was fine and just tired. After all, I couldn’t tell her I was jealous of Albert and her. It sounded ridiculous even as I thought it. She came over, kissed me on the cheek, and said goodnight.
The next day, knowing Albert was home, I looked a the lounges in our backyard. It was sunny and I thought of Jessica in her short, sexy skirt. I don’t know what possessed me. I decided to go tan.
Looking at my bikinis, I knew which one I wanted, but for some reason, I tried to fool myself I was considering others. Finally, I grabbed the one I wanted. It was bright yellow. The top was a string halter that tied around the back and around my neck while the bottom was a string bikini that tied on each side. It showed a great deal of ass and I don’t think I’ve worn it for ten years.
I went outside with a towel and tanning lotion. I moved the lounge so I could discretely see Albert’s window and I noticed he was looking down at me. I lay down on my back and took a deep breath.
Reaching up, I untied the string around my neck, and holding the top in place, I lay back down on the sunbed. With my sunglasses on, he couldn’t tell if I was looking at him, but I did and I noticed he was looking at me.
Grabbing the lotion, I squeezed some in my hand and started spreading it on me. I started with my belly, slowly working my hands toward the bottom of my bikini. My fingertips brushed the band and dipped under the material just a little, and then I worked my way up. When I reached my top, I pushed it up a bit exposing a bit of the bottom curve of my breasts.
I looked back at Albert’s window. He had stepped back a bit but was still watching so I took my time and rubbed lotion over my breasts, slowly. Then I stopped. I actually wanted to keep going, to rub and pull my nipples, but I stopped.
Bringing my knee up to my chest, I started rubbing lotion up my leg. As I got to my thigh I put the leg down and continued, letting my fingers brush against the crotch of my bikini. I then did the same with the other leg. I’m pretty sure he watched the whole show. I wanted to run inside and masturbate.
About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. I tied the top of my bikini and went in. I thought of putting on a wrap but was feeling a bit wild and horny and figured might as well scare or give whoever it was a thrill.
To my surprise, it was Albert. He said they’d delivered some of my mail to his house and he was dropping it off. It was just junk mail.
“Do you always answer the door in a bikini, Vanessa?” he asked, checking me out.
“Only for handsome young men. Why? Do you mind?” I said giving it my best flirt of the century.
“Hell no,” he said. “I’m just going to drop by more often.”
Oh my God. He was flirting back.
“Well if that’s the case I might have to find something better than a bikini.”
“One can only dream,” he said.
We laughed and then I asked if he wanted to come in for a beer. He accepted and I went to the fridge while he followed. Opening the fridge, I bent over straight-legged, my legs slightly parted. I felt the bikini string slide up across my pussy. I stayed a bit longer than I should have so I brought him the beer I promised.
I invited him to join me on the deck and he said yes. I thought to adjust the back of my suit where it slid up but decided not to. I lay down on my stomach on the sunbed and he sat on the one next to me and pulled his shirt off. He had a nice chest, broad, strong, and not too hairy. He didn’t have a six-pack but he looked tasty.
“Would you do my back?” I asked, holding up the lotion and feeling bolder than ever.
He agreed and took the lotion. I undid both the strings of my top to give him better access and he started at my neck and slowly worked his way down. My nerves were on edge. I could feel his fingers on the sides of my breasts and I wanted to move, to give him access, but I didn’t. I knew I shouldn’t.
His hands worked their way down my back and as he neared the bottom of my bikini, he brushed it with his fingers. I prayed he’d slide his fingers under it but he chose not to. Instead, he started at my feet, slowly working up my calf to my knee. He then did the same on the other side and I parted my legs to make it easier, as he moved up my thigh. If I weren’t wearing a bathing suit that had extra material at the crotch, I’m sure I’d have had a wet spot.
“There,” he said and then lay down on the sunbed.
I didn’t want to move. I was reliving every touch and I could feel my whole body tingling. I was sure he’d gotten a good look at my ass and the thought made me horny. Soon, I lost track of time and fell asleep.
Albert lightly shook me awake. I popped up, startled, forgetting I had untied my top. I grabbed it and quickly held it over my tits but it was too late.
“We’ve been out here for a while, Vanessa,” he said. “You fell asleep and I was afraid you’d burn.”
The only part of me burning was my pussy. I thanked him, tied my top on, got up and we both went inside. As we walked in, Jessica came in through the front door.
“Wow, you look hot, Vanessa,” she said completely cheeky.
Then she said hi to Albert and they exchanged pleasantries until Albert said goodbye and left.
I went upstairs and quickly jumped in the shower and turned it on hot. I imagined sliding my bathing suit off and rubbing my body as Albert watched. I almost felt his hands on my back and imagined him getting on his knees and untying the bottom. I played with my pussy as my mind wandered and I wanted to make myself cum hard. As I got closer and closer to my orgasm, all of a sudden an image of my daughter-in-law watching Albert as he fucked me from behind flashed through my head and I came hard.
Steadying myself against the shower wall, I took in deep breaths and pictured myself on my knees, fucked from behind, as Jessica watched. I was embarrassed but still hot thinking about it.
When I finally got out of the shower, I was still horny. I stood in front of the mirror and cupped my breasts. I remembered that Albert had seen them today. My nipples were hard and I gave them a slight pinch and twist. Then I looked at my shaved pussy and I thought about Albert running his hands up my thighs. I grabbed my vibrator from my bottom drawer and placed it against my pussy. I did not stop until I came three times and fell asleep.
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