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Freak Next Door - Part 3

Josh x OFC, 18 +

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Content Warnings: oral sex (m), cheating/infidelity, maybe some light dom/sub elements, (p sort of in v)?

Hey all! Thank you all so much for reading. I will be in Egypt for about a week or so, but it doesn't seem to be slowing the flow of ideas. Please feel free to leave me a comment or suggestions - I am trying to figure out the long term, and I'd love to hear thoughts of what people might like to see. Follow the white rabbit.

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Josh hummed contentedly as he felt the early July sun beat down on his face. He was on the back deck, jay in hand, watching the neighborhood gather at the Johnsons’, the neighbors just a few doors down. Josh couldn’t stop the boyish grin from spreading across his face as he watched the kids jump into the pool. Zachary was with them, and Josh felt his heart flip as his son joined the others, screaming and splashing. It was an amazing thing, to see Zachary truly smiling as he joined the other neighborhood kids in their shenanigans.

It’s the one thing that you did right. You made two beautiful children, he thought as he took another long drag. The last days of June had, surprisingly, passed without incident. Josh had caught a glimpse of his lovely neighbor on occasion; however, she had not given him any indication that anything had happened between them. Josh was more than a little relieved at this, but as he sat out back, pressing the hand rolled joint against his lips, he couldn’t ignore the fact that there was a part of him that missed it. In contemplative moments such as this, he couldn’t help the intrusive thought - that everything she had done had been thrilling. Stupid - completely insane, but more thrilling than anything he had ever experienced with a woman.

The next time I see you, I am going to make you beg for it, she had said. Just thinking about the way she had looked at him when she said these words made the back of his neck hot, and he allowed himself just a few moments to enjoy the thought of her before turning his thoughts back to the pool below. He had never begged before - not for this, at least. He had never had to.

The 4th of July barbecue was an annual neighborhood event, and Eric Johnson was in his back yard by the pool, fiddling with the barbecue. Nancy was traveling to and from the house with dishes to set on the buffet table. It was the perfect picture of suburban domesticity, and Josh couldn’t help but feel suffocated by the mundane nature of this sort of life. But here he was. Josh took one last drag from the joint before flicking it out into the no-man’s land between their homes.

This year, Josh had actually tried to avoid the 4th of July barbeque. In fact, he fully blamed that damned barbeque for all of his current neighborly issues as of late. Josh couldn’t even look at a strawberry without a hot stab of desire striking his stomach like a gut-punch. He had even begged Yuli to go on a weekend trip with him, literally anywhere but here.

“Whaa? And miss seeing Hannah and the kids? No way, man, this is tradition,” he had exclaimed before flipping his head back and downing a shot.

And the day had arrived, and there was truly no escape.

“Josh, can you grab the nappy bag?” Hannah’s voice called from inside, and Josh hung his head for a moment. He was just trying to mentally steel himself for this.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a sec, babe,” he yelled back, taking one last look at Zachary before going inside to finish getting their things together.

By the time they had made it over to the Johnsons’, he and Hannah were already bickering over nothing. He was carrying their toddler, the nappy bag, and he was desperately trying to balance the coleslaw dish that Hannah had pushed into his other arm.

“And if you can’t get a full time job, you should be spending that time at home and making sure that when I come home, I can relax without being bombarded as soon as I walk in the door…”

“Hannah, I can’t fucking do this right now. Can you just take Alex? I swear to God, I can’t do anything fucking right for you,” Josh snapped, trying to hand the small boy to his mother.

“Hey you asshole, don’t think you can talk to me like that. You wanna go back home to discuss this, or just do it in front of the whole neighborhood?” Hannah’s voice was rising, and Josh groaned, currently unable to even rest his forehead in his hand. Alex looked like he was about to start shrieking, but Josh shushed him sweetly, pressing his lips against the child's head.

“No babe, I’m sorry. I am just stressed; we will get this all figured out,” Josh said, trying to placate his wife, who looked like she was about to burst a blood vessel.

“As I live and breathe! Three of my favorite people!” Yuli’s voice brought Josh a wave of relief, since he seemed to be the only one that Hannah responded to positively these says. Already her eyes were softening, and Josh saw the opening for an expeditious retreat.

“Yuli! Oh sweetheart, it is so good to see you!” Josh rolled his eyes at his wife’s reaction. Josh quickly pressed Alex into her arms, who she now took without objection since the apple of her eye had arrived. Josh flashed Yuli a smile and a wave before evacuating the situation, coleslaw dish in hand. He passed through the gate that led to the Johnson’s backyard. Before he entered, he hesitated. He tried to spot that flash of golden curls so that he knew where to avoid at all costs. After he was satisfied that he was clear, he headed towards the buffet table to deposit his offerings to the communal table.

“Josh! Come over here, my dude!” Josh groaned inwardly as he was pulled into a bearhug by Eric Johnson, who had an apron on that said ‘Kiss the Cook.’ “Man, it’s crazy how close we live, but I never see you. How the hell are ya?” Eric said jovially. Before he could respond, he felt a hand clap onto his shoulder, and he turned to be face to face with Vince. It was her husband.

“Yeah, no kidding, Eric. The wife and I are always laughing about the fact that he lives right next door, but we barely see him!” Vince was a good-looking man. He was about 6'4, and he was broad. It had always been a question in Josh’s mind - what was she doing, toying with Josh, when she had this hunk of meat at home? The man looked like the model on the front of the trashy romance books that Hannah read when they went to the beach.

“Aw, you know how it is. Between Zachary’s new space obsession and my baby boy in his terrible twos, life has just been busy, you know?” Josh said, flashing a smile even though he suddenly felt microscopic next to the adonis beside him. Vince handed him a beer, which he took gratefully.

“Ugh, I know. Kids just straight up suck the life outta ya. That’s why Alice and I are waiting a bit longer before we get any buns in the oven. You know how it is, gotta keep the wife happy,” Vince flashed a perfect smile, and Josh nearly flinched when Vince mentioned her. He did his best to avoid thinking of even her name since it would immediately send a shock of guilt and desire through him. Part of him felt like if she remained unnamed in his mind, there would be no line that he had crossed, no boundary broken. Josh made a noncommittal noise and raised his beer in agreement to the last statement at the very least.

When mid-day had passed, everyone who was going to attend had arrived. The children ran back and forth along the lawn or splashed their way into the Johnson’s pool. Josh and the other guys gravitated towards the grill, the proverbial water cooler of the party. Josh slowly nursed his third beer, the voices of the neighborhood men blending into the cacophony of the event. He leaned against the house, closest to the corner near the gate for a quick escape if deemed necessary.

The party was more crowded than it had been in previous years, and his eyes took stock of those attending. The smell of burgers and hot dogs filled the air, and Josh watched Hannah bouncing Alex happily in one arm with a glass in the other. Several of the other mothers had also accumulated by the long buffet table, alternating between hushed whispers and raucous laughter.

Yuli was making his rounds; he had made his way over to Josh for a while and shared a beer before moving on. Josh was always surprised at the ease in which Yuli could migrate comfortably from group to group, no matter where he was. While not conventionally attractive, Yuli seemed to have some sort of animal magnetism that gained him extra latitude and forgiveness, which he often took advantage of. More than once, Josh had escaped Hannah's wrath due to Yuli's boon.

After passing through several clusters of neighbors, Yuli finally settled himself beside Hannah. An uncomfortable shudder passed through Josh as Yuli’s arm slipped around Hannah’s waist in a way he could only describe as possessive before pressing a kiss against her cheek. The discomfort stemmed less from the action itself, but by the way that Hannah leaned into his touch and how her eyes sparkled when his lips touched her.

“Oh, they sure look chummy,” a soft female voice derailed his train of thought. Alice had finally made her appearance, and she was looking at him curiously, one of her delicate eyebrows crooked upwards. He exhaled softly; he had known this confrontation was inevitable.

“Yuli’s all good. He’s an old friend of the family,” Josh replied, disguising his jealousy and anger by taking another gulp from his beer. Josh tried to keep his voice even and his eyes anywhere but on Alice, but she smoothly shifted to face him so that she was blocking the sightline between himself, Yuli, and Hannah.

His breath caught in his chest as she smiled sweetly at him, the crinkles around her eyes making her innocent. She was wearing a black bikini top decorated with small strawberries, and Josh did not miss the obvious allusion to last year’s barbeque. He followed the seams of the fabric down the valley of her breasts. The sheer white skirt wrapped around her hips rippled softly in the breeze, kicking up to expose one of her legs. When his eyes returned to hers, he realized she was keenly aware of the path of his eyes, evidenced by a playful gleam in her blues.

“Hm, good friends, got it,” she said with a knowing smile. Her fingers extended as she gave the edge of his shirt a soft, inconspicuous tug. Josh’s gaze darted across the yard, but Hannah was otherwise distracted. Yuli’s lips were pressed to her ear, and she was smiling broadly with a flush across her cheeks.

“So, if I were to do that to you,” Alice took a step forward and leaned in close to his ear, “think she’d mind?” Her lips were so close to him that he could feel her hot breath on his ear and neck. It sent a shiver down his spine, and Josh hoped desperately that nobody was paying attention to them. His eyes darted to Vince who looked a little tipsy, and was laughing uproariously at something Eric must have said. Without warning, Alice bit the edge of his ear and sucked the lobe gently. His eyes snapped shut as the action fried his synapses immediately. His empty beer bottle slipped from his hands, landing on the grass below.

Reflexively, Josh grabbed her arms and pulled her from the view of the party, turning the edge of the house. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” Josh seethed as his blood pumped painfully through his groin. The bite had been so gentle, and yet he was electrified by it. Alice reversed their positions and pressed his back roughly against the side of the house, her eyes twinkling with desire.

“Does it bother you to think you might not be the only one…double dipping?” The annunciation of the last words were almost lewd, and the innuendo was clear. He turned his face to hide the flush on his neck and cheeks, and he tried to press her away gently. He desperately did not want to think on her words, but the thought had crossed his mind before. After his many transgressions, he wondered if she had perhaps found someone else to keep her heart or warm her bed when he wasn’t around. He had previously decided it was unlikely, but hearing it from someone else suddenly made him uneasy.

“Let me go. We can’t be doing this. I'm trying my best to be a good husband and father, and I won't do this kind of thing anymore,” he hissed. Josh was still avoiding her gaze, but Alice suddenly placed her hands on his chest and slammed him against the siding before her hand snapped out to roughly grab his chin. She turned his face towards her and looked into his eyes with a burning gaze. Her lips were parted slightly, and her tongue swept across them minutely, as if she were the big bad wolf, about to devour him.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought this was just what good friends do,” she purred with a smirk. She touched her lips to his cheek just as Yuli had to Hannah. Her lips dragged along his jawline, placing several more kisses along it. Josh felt overheated as she pinned him in place, and the desire to push her away was losing against the growing desire crackling in his stomach. Everything suddenly seemed fuzzy; the lines were blurred, and he couldn’t help the hot want that her insistence was encouraging.

“Fuck, let me go, Alice. Come on, my family is here. What about Vince? What would he think about this,” he sneered, finally pulling his chin from her grasp and frowning down at her.

“Vince is an idiot,” she said hotly as her hands traveled to rest on Josh’s hips. “Plus, he doesn’t like to play games,” she wiggled her eyebrow, still smouldering as she devoured him with her eyes. "You didn't seem so concerned about him when you were nose deep in my cunt," she smirked. The use of that word seemed so sharp, so lewd from her mouth, but it sent the memory hurtling back. His stomach did a flip as he remembered the hot musk of her arousal filling his nose as he licked the juices from her like a man dying of thirst.

She leaned into him until her body was flush against his. Her hips began to grind twisted circles, and she trailed her lips over his neck. Josh worried his lip between his teeth to keep the moan in his chest captive. He always felt like he was holding his breath around her, warring against air itself in order to attempt a sense of control.

However, his breath escaped in a gasp when he felt her palm him through his swimsuit. Her fingers splayed over his length, and the desire in her face was unmistakable; her lips were parted, and a faint blush had dusted her cheeks. Her hand rubbed against the material, which felt more rough due to his growing sensitivity. She smiled up at him, a cruel glint shining through as her fingers slipped just under the elastic of his swim trunks.

“Fuck,” he whispered breathlessly, and he couldn’t help the moan escaped his lips when her fingers reached further, barely dancing against the head of his manhood. Alice was moving so slowly that Josh felt like he was going to lose his mind.

What are you doing man, get a hold of yourself, his inner monologue screamed. But when her fingers finally closed around his length, his hips jutted forward to meet her touch. His entire being was throbbing under her touch, and he watched her lips part with a satisfied smile as she gripped him. Alice's eyes were bright as she responded to his intake of breath. Her other hand slid up from his collarbone to the nape of his neck, and she tugged on his roots gently. As Josh allowed his head to fall back, she took advantage of his position and pressed wet kisses against his exposed neck. Her hand was soft, and yet the grip felt deliciously tight. He parted his legs slightly, rolling into her grip with every stroke.

“Please…someone could see us,” Josh’s brow furrowed as he pleaded for mercy. He kept his hands at his sides, knowing that touching her would be an admission of his weakness, of his guilt, of his lust. Of his lack of control.

“I could stop, but you need to tell me to,” Alice whispered before leaning up and latching her lips around his adam’s apple. His breath hissed through his clenched teeth, and the idea of her stopping at this point brought him physical pain. He had no reply for her.

“Come on, Josh. You were just saying how we shouldn’t…your family is here, after all,” she teased with an almost sing-song voice as her hand continued its assault. “Tell me to stop, and I will release you.”

Josh opened his mouth to do just that, but all that came out was a moan which was louder than he would have liked. His hand latched to her hip harshly, his fingers pressing into her hip as he tried to gain a sense of stability as the muscles in his legs shuddered. His erection was painful, and the need for release caused his hips to jerk involuntarily into her hand again and again. It was becoming slick with his own pre-cum, and the lack of friction made it all the more difficult to break away.

“Tell me to stop, Josh,” she whispered again before her tongue darted out to pull a wet trail from his Adam's apple to the sensitive skin on the underside of his jaw. He couldn’t form a coherent word, and his heart sank as the impossibility of her suggestion became apparent. She nibbled there softly with a hum of satisfaction.

“Please…” he moaned and thrusted into her hand hard.

“Please what?” Alice retorted, and sucked gently on his skin. Josh said nothing. She repeated the question, but he could only continue grinding into her hand. He whimpered when her hand slid from his cock and out from his shorts.

“Wait, what’re you…” his eyes snapped open, panicked by the sudden lack of her touch. She had done this before, and he liked it just as much as he had previously. Not much. The throbbing was unbearable, and he wanted to grab her, slam her face first into the side of the house, and slide himself into her. Part of him wanted to make her hurt like she was making him hurt, make her feel powerless under his touch until she was panting his name. But instead, he was paralyzed, looking at her with a dazed expression as he tried to catch his breath. It felt so alien to be so out of control.

“Come on, Josh, tell me what you want. Do you want me to leave you alone? Let you go back to your happy little family life without another word? I’ll do it, I will walk away like nothing ever happened,” her whisper felt harsh, and Josh was surprised at his visceral reaction to her words.

“I should…” he couldn’t finish the sentence. No, he realized, I don’t want her to stop. Wordlessly, he pulled on her hip to bring her closer and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. He breathed deeply, smelling the natural sweet of her skin, and he pressed a soft kiss against her skin.

“Please, don’t stop,” he whimpered as the last traces of self-control disappeared. “I need…I want…” the words came out breathlessly as he felt a gentle tug from the fingers still tangled in his hair. His eyes fluttered closed when her lips touched his neck again.

Josh’s hand move from her hip to her breast and he squeezed gently. She was so soft, and she filled his hands generously.

“Tell me what you want me to do, Josh. I won’t do anything until you tell me what you want,” her voice was filled with the pain of her own need.

“Baby…I want your mouth on me…please. I want to feel your lips wrap around me,” the words fell from his lips like a prayer, and her hum of affirmation felt like a holy reply. Her hands trailed down his sides and she knelt before him. He helped her pull his swim trunks down partly, just in case they needed to hike them back up quickly. Josh's erection sprang forward against his stomach, and Alice's mewl of appreciation sent shivers through him. Josh looked down at her adoringly as she opened her mouth wide, sliding him in and closing her lips around his girth. Their eyes were locked as she moved up and down his length with confidence, her hand following the wet trail and twisting deliciously.

"Fuck, it is like your mouth was made for this," he groaned. In response, she slid him to the back of her throat and his body jerked at the sensation of her gagging on him. He tried to pull away, not wanting to make her uncomfortable, but her mouth followed him and she bobbed her head a few more times before rising to take a breath. A line of spit clung from her lips to his length as Alice pulled from him, and she smiled sweetly up at him. Before he could recover, she was sliding back down his length, licking and sucking as he basked in the pleasure.

"Do you suck Vince like this?" Josh chanced a snarky comment but swallowed hard when her eyes flashed to his with a glint of anger. Her motion stopped while he was fully sheathed, and he felt her teeth just barely touch his length, and he hissed, understanding the message loud and clear. This was her game, and he had to play by her rules, or not at all.

His look of contrition must have satisfied her because she resumed her wet path along him with the same fervor. His cock ached, and he felt the throbbing of his blood as he got closer and closer.

"Please, I want to cum so badly…I want you to take it all…" he whispered adoringly. The evil glint in her eye returned and she popped him from her lips. He groaned and tried to press the head of his cock against her lips, but she closed them firmly with a knowing smile.

"So very eager, aren't you?" Alice chuckled, kissing the head of his cock before sliding back up his body.

Alice stood before him, her fingers dragging her swimsuit bottoms to the side and exposing the smattering of curls he had pressed his face into not but a week prior. His cock twitched up against his stomach as she grasped him, pumping him a few times.

Josh looked towards the sounds of the party, the anxiety in the back of his mind pricking his skin. But his attention returned to Alice as she slowly and deliberately teased him. He watched in awe as she wriggled onto her toes and pressed him against her folds. He groaned, trying to push towards her center, but she moved back, grinning up at him mischievously.

“What do you think you’re doing? So fucking bad, trying to fuck me while your wife is just around the corner,” she chuckled. Josh felt a moment of white hot anger. Her torture sent physical pain through his conflicted mind and played his desire against him. Her game was a painful one, but his hips stilled. “I am not going to let you fuck me just yet, not here,” she whispered, and the promise of reaching her center one day was enough for him to grasp control over hiimself for now. Josh forced the tenseness in his body to abate, and he submitted to her ministrations. Alice hummed in approval, dipping the head of his manhood back to her slit. A growl erupted from his lips, and he felt triumph at the pleasure that sound seemed to bring her. Her eyes were bright, and the look of awe and the feeling of her wetness was almost too much, but he continued to hold his hips as still as possible as she rubbed him up and down her slit. He could feel the head of his cock run over the bump of her clit and the way her hips jolted every time it passed over it.

“You are so fucking beautiful like this,” he rasped, running his fingers down the side of her face and dancing down the side of her neck. Josh wanted to take her lips with his own, but he couldn’t bear to move his eyes from her face; she was releasing tiny breathy moans which drove him wild.

The moans were evidence that he was the one causing her that pleasure. No one else. Him.

But whenever his hips tried to push forward, she would retreat, and the loss of the slickness was a punishment he could not bear. So he stayed still, his eyes locked with hers.

Josh finally gave in and burshed his lips against hers. It was tentative, shy, delicate, as if she might suddenly turn to air at any moment. It was more gentle than he had imagined their first kiss would be, and he was suprised it had taken this long for him to taste the sweetness of her mouth. Alice's pink lips were dangerously soft, and her tongue moved against his, matching the softness in a way that was melting him from the inside. It felt as if she was gripping his heart with that kiss, and it dazed him. It felt unlike anything else they had done. There was nothing rushed or urgent, and their lips and tongues explored one another as he brushed his fingertips against her jaw.

His left hand gripped her hip and he reached down with his right to adjust himself at a downward angle. Her eyes followed curiously, and then she moaned loudly, causing him to hush her with a small smile when he thrusted. He was no longer trying to enter her, but rubbing along her slit with each push of his hips. He was fucking the lips of her cunt, and his hand wrapped around the nape of her neck, pulling her so that their foreheads pressed together, eyes locked.

“Oh fuck, please don’t stop,” she whispered breathlessly, and Josh felt a sense of accomplishment. He continued to slide back and forth, relishing how each thrust of his hips forced a moan from her lips, how her eyes now seemed to beg him to continue. He wondered if she would feel a similar pain to his own if he stopped and pulled away from her, but he was not about to find out.

He ground his teeth with the effort of keeping himself under control. He knew that a slight bend of his knees and a careful thrust would send him straight into her center. The primal part of him told him to take her, slam into her again and again until his cum filled her.

But the look in her eyes told him that it would be a line that could truly not be uncrossed. While there was no doubt that he was being unfaithful to Hannah, there was something different about making that decision. So he continued, the sound of the slickness between her lower lips making a wet sound that spurred him on.

He felt his orgasm building in pressure, and his thrusts became irregular and almost panicked as he chased the feeling. The fingers around her nape pressed in harder as he drove his hips. She pressed her lips against his tentatively, sucking his lip into her mouth. Her hand guided one of his hands to her breast and squeezed so that her fingers interlaced and forced his own to dig into the flesh there.

“See how wet you make me, Josh? I can barely take it,” her breathy moans pushed him closer and closer to the edge.

“God…fuck…I want to be inside you,” he gasped, the fingers on her hips and breast now sinking in brusingly. “You are going to make me cum like that,” he whispered.

She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and pressed her head into his clavicle, and shuddered as she came over his throbbing length. She twisted one of her legs around the back of his, her own hips crashing against his as she rode out the waves of pleasure. He could feel her muscles clenching and releasing around him; and her hips shook as she moaned into his skin. Josh gave several more thrusts, trying to hold back as long as possible. His fingers raised her chin so he could stare into her bright blue eyes for a moment. He licked his lips in his desperation.

"Please..." he moaned, pressing his lips to her lower jaw as the orgasm crashed through him. He gasped into her hair, his length spasming again and again as he left a hot trail of cum along the outside of her labia and in the fabric of her swim bottoms. Her hand moved to him, pumping his length as the last traces of his orgasm faded.

They stood motionless for a few moments, basking in the glow of their orgasms. All of Josh's skin was sensitive, and her fingertips brushing against his nape made him shiver. Josh wrapped his arms around her as he tried to regain his senses.

"Mmm, you made a mess," she smiled into his neck and pressed a hot, open-mouth kiss on him before untangling herself from him. He pulled up his trunks as she fixed the skirt around her waist, peering up at him. She pressed a small kiss to his lips before taking a definite step back. He wanted to pull her back into him, find a hidden place, and hold her close to him. The desire for affection turned his stomach slightly, but he wasn't sure why.

"That was fun," she said, her tone seemed suddenly cut off any indication of affection - she was closed off, business-like. "We should get back before anyone misses us," she turned away from him and adjusted her clothing.

"Wait, Alice," he started, taking a step towards her. He wasn't even sure what he was going to say, but whatever it was, it was lost as she cut around the corner of the house, striding back to the party. Josh leaned his head against the siding, and the tight knot of guilt, anxiety, and even a little regret entered his thoughts as the waves of pleasure started to abate. This game was so very dangerous. What was even more dangerous, he didn't want it to stop.

Pull your shit together. You just got off, and it was fucking fabulous. Now, go join everyone and get your head out of your fucking ass, his inner monologue chastised. He ran a hand through his hair and chanced one last look at Alice. Her eyes met his, and he felt his heart clench painfully before he forced a march towards Hannah, joining the party in body while his mind floated elsewhere.

Josh waited for a few minutes before returning to the party and grabbing another beer. His mood had been soaring, but now he felt a painful pang as he watched Alice from across the lawn. She was tucked against Vince, looking so small and even a little demure as his arm wrapped around her and rubbed her arm. His fingers pressed into the skin of her arm, and he leaned down to whisper something in her ear. Alice smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. There was no crinkle to them, no bright sparkle in the blue depths as he pressed a kiss against her cheek.

Hannah was over by the pool, laughing as Zachary splashed in the water and yelled at her excitedly. Yuli was laughing too, trying to guard Hannah with his body and splashing back. Josh wondered if he would be ruining the moment if he were to join them.

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