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 The Neighbor Lady part 2

   I usually don't write stories of this length.  Please read the other
parts.  To any frustrated English teachers out there.  rather than bust my
chops over voice and grammer, feel free to edit my work and email me a
copy. I will gladly re-publish credit you as an editor.

   Summary of part 1: Neighbor lady gets caught with nude pictures on the
web.  Our main character takes advantage of her.  he then offers to help
her out of her Dilemma.



   The next day I pulled up the Webserver again and was happy to see the
files gone.  As long as the operator didn't have a backup they were gone
and because the killer file was in the same directory there would be no
trace.  I put on my sweats and packed a gym bag.  I was way to sore to go
to the gym but I wanted to see Janice.  When I got there I went to the
aerobics room and sure enough she was there.  Today she wasn't wearing her
usual baggy top over a nondescript leotard.  Today she had on a pair of
Biker shorts and a sports bra.  Instant hardon.  I noticed a couple of
other guys checking her out to.  I put an hour into the weights and managed
to stretch out my sore muscles.  Janice walked by and said hello on the way
to the locker room and in passing told me I hoped I enjoyed my afternoon
jog.  I started to feel totally dissed by her just walking by when I
realized she had just invited me over to her house.  I dashed home and took
a shower.  Dug out a T-shirt that had no holes and jogging shorts and took
off down the block.  I went up the alley till a came to the grade school
cross through and went up.  What I wasn't sure about was how to find the
gate.  Looking closely at the six-foot fence a found a postit note that
said push.  I did and the gate swung open.  I did remember to pull down the
postit note I am not that stupid.  I crossed the small side yard to the
open sliding door and stepped into the Reverend Tweesberry's house.

   Janice was waiting for me still in a purple satin robe fresh from her
shower.  I said hello and she motioned to me to sit down.  I sat in the
very chair occupied by her husband in the pictures.  Janice asked me how my
side was going I told her I verified the photographer was the poster, setup
a way to destroy his files and tracked down the people who had down loaded
her files.  She looked relieved and asked if I really think we should fix
this guy or just let it go.  I told her I could keep my promise if she
wanted him taken care of.  Janice replied I am sure he is doing this to
others and it wouldn't be right to let him get away with it.



   All this time I was getting glimpses of her under her robe.  Her nipples
were hard and poking through the thin material.  The cleavage and where it
crossed her thighs in front were slowly sliding open.  I couldn't keep my
eyes from wandering.  Her hand had fallen from my arm to my lap.  Suddenly
like magic her eyes widened, as she became aware of my erection.  She again
said "I am so sorry I shouldn't do this to you it must torment you so." I
told her I was a big boy and could handle it.  She looked at me and said
"The Reverend hasn't touched me since the picture night.  He told me he
would stay married for the good of the Church and the kids but not to try
my Wanton tricks on him again."

   She was near tears at this point but her hand was firmly grasping my
aching cock through my sweats.  I carefully reached in her robe and pinched
her erect nipple.  She hissed and rolled her shoulders back but did or said
nothing to stop me.  I looked her in the eye and told her she wasn't
terrible she was just a woman.  All people feel this way.  Janice continued
"I called the photographer and told him I enjoyed the pictures so much I
wished I could to do it again." I began to roll her nipple as I listened.
"He told me he would be glad to do another shoot with me." Janice rolled
her head back and allowed the robe to slip off her shoulders as we talked.
"I pouted a bit and said I would love to but just can't afford it." I
grasped the other nipple and rolled them hard.  Janice was slowly stroking
my cock through my sweats.  "The Photographer said he was willing to do
another shoot with me for free if he could have control of the poses." My
mind was only half listening as Janice slid her hand passed my waistband
and cradled my balls.  She moved to my lap.  "I asked him what kind of
poses would I have to do" continued Janice.  I asked her in a croaky voice
"what did he say." "He came right out and said he wanted to tie me up." As
Janice gave that reply she looked me in the eye with glazed lust filled
eyes.  "Did you say yes?" I asked.  "I told him I would think about it and
call him back."

   Janice then asked something that almost made me lose it in my pants. 
"Would you tie me up so I know what to expect Cody?  And maybe when I am
tied up we could well---- practice?" I reached up and grabbed her throat
and said "Tell me exactly what you mean by practice Janice." She let her
eyes go down from my gaze and said "I want you to tie me up and make me
suck your cock Cody." "What else Janice." "I want you to fuck me.  Fuck me
hard." She whispered, as she let her hands fall behind her back.  My dick
was so hard I could have used it to drill granite.  I slipped her robe tie
off of her waist letting the robe fall all the way open.  I let go of her
throat and grabbed both ends of the purple satin sash and slowly moved it
up her torso following the contours of her body.  As it went up, her skin
flinched and tightened to its touch.  It flicked over her already stiff
erect nipples and as they popped past she had her first orgasm.  Her breath
came in a halting sigh and she quaked right there on my lap.  I pushed the
sash up to her exposed throat and tied a quick slipknot on the side of her
neck.  As I pulled it taught I let the knot slip to the back of her neck.
Her back was arched as she sat in my lap facing me.  Her legs splayed
obscenely to the outside of my thighs.  Her head tossed back as I held my
makeshift leash behind her.  I held it there with one hand as I pulled her
robe the rest of the way off.  I lifted her right wrist to almost between
her shoulder blades and flipped a loop over it.  Her left wrist followed
the right.  A quick loop in the other direction and it was secured.  Janice
was nude in my lap with her wrists bound behind her and her arms holding
pressure on the noose around her neck.  She was forced into a tight arch
with her head back.  I rose quickly dumping her on her knees before me. 
She remained motionless in this posture of submission.  I removed my sweats
as I stood before her.  My cock popped free and hit her on the cheek.  Her
mouth fell open with out being asked.  At that point I knew Janice
Tweesberry, The Reverend's sweet conservative wife was now my fuck slut.

   I pushed my dick down till it touched her pouty bottom lip and grabbed
her hair into a pony tail.  I slowly eased my cock down her throat
repositioning her mouth and throat every time it got tight.  I eased it in
further and further stopping only when I set off her gag reflex.  She began
drooling and lubricating my dick as it slid further and further down her
throat.  I could feel her relax her muscles involuntarily as I assaulted
her face with my cock.  As I hit bottom her breathing came through her nose
only and her lips were stretched out until they tickled my balls.  I was
all the way in.  My pubic hair looked like a curly mustache on her upper
lip.  I slowly began fucking her throat with her looking up at me lost in
total submission.  When I could feel the tightening in my scrotum and my
toes begin to curl I pulled my cock out of her mouth with a pop.  She
looked almost disappointed.  I brought her to her feet with the hair I had
firmly in my grasp.  I spun her around and sat on the edge of the bed.  A
pulled her down to my lap and guided her hips back till the tip of my dick
was wedged between her legs that I was holding together with my legs.  My
dick found the wet sticky pussy lips of my new fuck slut and I whispered in
her ear.  "Slowly sit on my cock whore." She winced at the words but
complied.  I sat there and watched as she slowly began to fuck herself on
my cock.  I sat up and reached in front of her and grabbed her nipples to
control the pace.  I pinched hard and she grunted through an earth
shattering orgasm.  If I weren't holding her up with her nipples she would
have collapsed.  I began to pull her up then down the full length of my
shaft.  I was getting close.  I moved one hand to her clit and rolled it
between my thumb and forefinger.  She came again.  I pulled the hand up and
put my sopping wet fingers in her mouth.  She sucked them like a cock as I
picked up the pace.  I pumped my load deep in her pussy.  I allowed her to
shudder through another orgasm as I finished mine.  I rolled her onto the
bed and undid one wrist and left her to untie herself the rest of the way.
We lay there and relaxed and cuddled for a few minutes.

   As we came back to life I told her she should make the call to the
Photographer and set it up.  Then I said I needed to finish my jog as a
cover story.  As I pulled on my sweats I looked at her dialing the phone
and told her to wear something sexier to the Gym tomorrow and let myself
out.  I went through the gate, down the passway, and down the street to my
house.  I could hardly wait for a trip to the gym the next day.  I put in a
call to pair of old friends that lived simple lives and owed me a few
simple favors when I got home and they said they would be glad to take care
of my little problem.  All I had to do was give them a call when it was
setup.