Teresa and I had been living happily at our present address for seven years. We’d seen a couple of neighbours come and go. Alison, on our right, had been there for about five, and had had three different partners, not to mention lovers in that time, that we knew of. Inside she’d always imagined herself in a bigger house, entertaining guests every other night of the week. It was only a matter of time before she moved on to pastures new and our new next-door neighbours were moving in.

Being an inquisitive, as opposed to nosey person, and due to the fact that she spent most of her time at the sink, Teresa paid great interest as the removal men delivered the new occupiers of No.12’s belongings in. Neither of us had caught a glimpse of them yet. The suite was very stylish and made of expensive looking leather. Bedroom furniture looked sleek, and as for the king sized bed itself…. well……..
“I bet that could tell some stories if it could speak” Teresa said. The Hi-Fi looked loud, and it wasn’t even plugged in, with four 3-foot high speakers. Next day the television; a wide screen plasma jobby, video and DVD were delivered straight from Jessopp’s of Nottingham. This couple had obviously got very good taste and jobs that paid pretty well.

Next time I went into the kitchen there was a Lotus on the drive way, the car wasn’t brand spanking new, about ten years old I’d say. It was difficult to judge as it had a private number plate; JO 81N.
”May-be it stands for Joe, John, or Josh” Teresa said excitedly, when she saw it.
“Or Joanne, Josephine, Jocelyn, or Jodie” I added
“In your dreams” she replied
“Dreams can cum true” I answered, wanting to have the last word.

The days went by and we still never saw anyone coming or going next door. Teresa and I agreed that when either of us spotted any of the new neighbours we’d invite them round for a drink of wine. One morning, after about four weeks, I was coming out the door on my way to work when I spotted a guy getting into the Lotus.
“Good morning” I blurted on impulse,
“Morning” came the reply
“Have you settled in alright?” I enquired
“Yes thanks, it’s so nice and quiet round here,” he said
“Eh… my wife and I were wondering if you and your wife would like to come round for a drink on Saturday, say 8:30ish?” I offered
“That’d be great” he said, “…Look forward to it”
“See you then” I confirmed, and with a friendly wave we went on our ways.

Once at work I e-mailed Teresa immediately. Well-done came the reply. For once I’d struck up the opener before she had. When we both got home the planning began for the forthcoming Saturday evening.
“We can’t just give them your homemade wine, I’ll have to buy a bottle of red and a bottle of white wine as well as some beers and lager to be on the safe side” Teresa pointed out.
“Sure, what about something to eat as well” I suggested.
“I’ll get some spicy crisps, some nuts, a quiche, a pizza and the usual stuff” she enthused.
“Don’t go mad,” I said, “They won’t want to go home”

Eventually Saturday came and most of the day was spent tidying up and putting toys away, we both avoided going outside at the front if at all possible in case we bumped into our guests prematurely. The hours flew by and before long Teresa was preparing the children for bed. Whilst they were having their bath I started my wash and shave, as they came out the bath I had my shower and before they were in bed I was dressed and ready. I’d chosen to wear my green linen trousers with my white linen short-sleeved shirt; it seemed a cool combination for a warm summer evening. As soon as Oliver was asleep Teresa went for her shower. She appeared an hour later at 8:15 wearing a loose fitting white vest type top and her white-cropped jeans that had embroidery around the hems. She looked very lovely and cool. She’d even put perfume on and she knows that makes me go instantly weak at the knees. With fifteen minutes to go we were ready to receive our new neighbours.

At 8:30, on the dot there was a knock at the door. Well they’d not got far to come had they? Seeing as I was the one who issued the invite I answered the door.
“Hi” I said, “Come in” offering to shake hands
“Hi, I’m Joe” he said returning the offer to shake hands.
“I’m Steve and my wife’s name is Teresa,” I said as he stepped into the hallway.
“I thought this might come in useful,” he said, handing me a bottle of white Penfolds.
“Thanks, excellent wine” said Teresa, who’d come into the hall to greet our guests.
It was then that I realised Joe was on his own. Noticing my puzzled expression he offered an explanation, “ I’m sorry Steve, perhaps I should have said that I live on my own, it’s just that I was in a hurry that morning and didn’t think until it was too late…”
“Not at all” I interrupted “I shouldn’t have presumed anything”
“Hey, no problem” Teresa defused the situation “Come through”
Joe was wearing a simple black T-shirt and Levis.
“You shouldn’t have gone to any trouble,” Joe said when he saw the little buffet Tree had laid on.
“It’s no trouble” Teresa said “Just hope you’ve not eaten yet”
I asked Teresa and Joe what they’d like to drink and we all agreed to start with the bottle Joe had bought round. It was a good wine to loosen up with and the conversation started to flow freely without any effort. We sat down in the conservatory, Teresa choosing the rocking chair. Joe explained that he ran a little business in Derby selling computers for a guy based in London; it meant spending time away from home from time to time which is why it took so long for him to move in. He said that work had prevented him from maintaining a long-term relationship and that he envied couples like that and ourselves now that business was established he hoped that he could settle down too.
“Shouldn’t be too long before that happens” Teresa said
“I beg your pardon?” Joe asked
On this Tree went all shy and red,
“Well” she replied “You look young…..”
“Thanks” he interrupted in an attempt to save her embarrassment “I’m 33”
“You’re tall, got all your own hair” Teresa continued jokingly “And you fill that T-shirt out nicely”
“Thanks again” Joe said.
“Would you like some Pizza Joe?” Teresa asked diverting the conversation away from any more embarrassment.
“Please” he replied
Teresa leaned forward towards the table, her top neckline hanging towards the floor giving Joe a right eyeful of her dangling braless tits. “It all looks so lovely from here” he added
“Just help yourself Joe,” I said grabbing myself an eyeful at the same time.
By now we were on our third glass of wine.

Tree sat back in the rocking chair after placing her drink on the floor. Every time she picked up her glass her boobs swung free for Joe and me. “Nice car and number plate” I continued, “We tried to guess what JO 81N stood for, now we know”
“Actually it was a coincidence” he laughed, “My name is Joe, but the eighty-one N stands for 8INCHES, it’s the size of my prick”
“REALLY!!” Tree asked surprisingly her eyes wide open.
“REALLY” he said “And the sight of your gorgeous boobs swinging about in that vest of yours isn’t helping me control it”
At this Tree spluttered her red wine all over her jeans. “Damn” she cursed, “I’ll have to get changed”
“You’ve got knickers on?” Joe asked
“YES” Teresa said abruptly
“Well don’t mind me, just take your jeans off and get them in soak before they stain, ignore me” he said
Not wanting to be intimidated, especially in her own home Tree disappeared to the kitchen.
She returned trouser-less.
God she looooked so damn sexy, loooonng legs topped with a white thong and a vest, and in front of our next door neighbour.
“SOOOOO” Tree stated, “It’s no less than I’d wear on the beach…..is it?” she continued as she gave us both a stare.
“No, no” we replied shaking our heads looking at each other
Tree readjusted her bottom in the chair, her legs slightly apart. May-be imagining the size of it all I guessed.
“In fact you have worn less on a beach, haven’t you Tree?” I countered
“You mean topless?” she replied looking at me
“Yes” I answered
At this she immediately whipped her vest off and settled back rocking
genteelly back and forth.
Joe crossed his legs in an effort to hide his excitement.
“What’s a matter Joe” Tree said
Joe ignored the question.
Teresa stood up and walked towards Joe, “Don’t worry Ste,” she said
She forcibly uncrossed his legs and knelt between them. She rubbed the contours of his bulge, and slowly unbuckled his belt. Joe did nothing. I did nothing. She looked at us both. There was only one person dictating the evening’s events and it wasn’t Joe or me. Teresa unbuttoned the top button of his fly, his throbbing cock jerked forward like a wild animal on a lease straining to get at its prey. She undid the second button again IT JERKED forward as if the leash was fraying, she looked Joe in the eyes. By now we both knew Joe had come commando, it was one less obstacle. Tree continued with the third button, most of Joes cock was now exposed and in her excitement just ripped the last two buttons clean off. Joe thrust his pelvis towards Tree’s mouth. Tree pulled back, took it with both hands licked and then kissed the head of his massive penis, stood up and walked towards me she did the same as she’d done to Joe a few moments earlier. I was already harder and bigger than I had ever been. She turned her back on me whilst maintaining eye contact with Joe, and slowly removed the thong and tossed it in Joes direction as if to say this is all you get as she lowered herself onto my rock hard shaft, there was no way she’d fall off. Tree continued to tease by sliding up and down, up and down. She beckoned Joe over, as he stood up out of his chair his Levis fell to the floor, he removed his T-shirt exposing his hard taught torso. Tree impatiently crabbed his knob and whilst sliding up and down on me wanked Joe, she needed both hands. I could feel Teresa’s juices dripping all around my balls, she’d never been this wet. This got a little uncomfortable in the chair so I gently moved Tree onto her back on the warm hard floor, that way I could see all of her body and so could Joe, he seemed to get even bigger. Joe and I lay either side of Tree, we took an arm each and held them above her head, we then hooked one of our legs around her calf and forced her legs wide apart. We each had a tit to lick, suck and bite on. Joe and I slowly slide our free hands up the inner thighs of Tree’s legs stopping as our thumbs lightly brushed against her pubes. She was a quivering wreck being tortured with sexual pleasure, one thing was for sure, Tree had no control over any of her muscles as her pelvis was thrust into the air time after time every time we went anywhere near wet vigina. After about ten minutes of watching her pulsate and shake I climbed on top of her. She was so excited my cock just fell into her. As I started to shag Tree harder and harder Joe rubbed and massaged her tits, her erect nipples flicking between his fingers. She worked him harder the harder I fucked her and when I slowed she slowed; now I was dictating the rhythm. Joe worked on her chest and boobs with a sensual motion Teresa was getting the rough and the smooth at the same time. She did however know she was cumming, we could sense her trying to withhold the shattering orgasm. The amazing thing was that as Tree exploded quivering in pleasure she detonated Joe and Myself. I pulled out to squirt my load upon her breasts as Joe shot his contribution as well she was covered in our appreciation.

As we all collapsed for a few minutes we decided to shower together sandwiching Teresa between two wet male bodies. With Teresa fondling us both it wasn’t long before Joe and I were hard again. Joes balls taking up her full hand. Joe scrubbed Tree’s back while I had the best job of doing her front. Now and again Joes hands crept from behind to cup her tits his rod must have been halfway up her back. She reached round to caress it again using both hands this pushed her pussy towards my waiting soldier, and he went straight in. Tree stood on the side of the bath as Joe mauled and supported her as I made love to her in the shower whilst she hung onto Joes shaft. It was unbelievable we came one after another, Tree and I together and Joe as Tree finished him off. It was nearly twelve o’clock now and we’d all had more than we’d expected. Joe went downstairs to get his clothes as I thanked Teresa for a fantastic evening.
“No” she said “Thank you” “Lets Thank Joe,” I said
And we went down stairs to see Joe But he’d let himself out.
Now and again we see Joe in the drive way and we just smile and wave at each other, with memories of a truly sensational evening.