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 The Neighbor Lady part 1

   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.



   I will admit it.  I am addicted to Internet pornography.  I cruise adult
sights most of my free time.  Luckily for me I am a computer security
specialist.  I am able to access any sight regardless of their security
measures.  Is this illegal?  Absolutely!  But at least I restrict my
hacking to just my use.  I never give away or sell my secrets to anyone
else.  My favorite lately has been peeping tom sights.  I have always
dreamed of actually finding someone I know.  Then it happened.  I hit a
sight and cracked in.  most of their stuff was old tired repeats but one
thumbnail looked awfully familiar so I took a chance and set up an auto-get
on the archive and went to bed.  It was, after all 3:00 a.m.

   The morning started on a big contract for a Banking group.  My team and
I teleconferenced and began our security check of their new high security
system.  By lunchtime one member had managed to get access to a mid-level
manager's workstation.  He called an admin in the regional office and
talking him into resetting the password for remote access.  As soon as he
was in he installed a back door and deleted any trace he was there.  He
then logged in incorrectly enough times to disable the account.  By
mid-afternoon we had wire transferred enough funds into a dummy account to
probably bankrupt this Bank.  I called the president and gave him the bad
news and his bill which, as agreed was a percentage of what we were able to
virtually steal.  Completely legal and a good test of security.  Needless
to say he wasn't happy but he did put our group on retainer to help him
close the loopholes.  I thanked him and told my crew well done and went
back to my clandestine hobby secure in the fact that I had earned enough
that day to keep the bills paid for a very long time.

   To reward myself I opened up the download archive I had grabbed the
night before.  I don't always remember why I download stuff but when I
looked at the first few images I remembered.  The photography was mostly
low quality vid-caps and looked as if they were shot through a window. 
Mixed in were some very clear studio images in lingerie and what I like to
call implied nudes.  You could tell she was nude or topless at least but
couldn't really see anything off limits.  The vid-caps mostly appeared to
be the same woman doing a strip tease for an unseen audience but there were
a few dressing room pictures mixed in as well.  Finally were pictures of
this attractive middle-age lady with a dynamite body on her knees giving
head to a disembodied set of legs.  I was sure the unseen man was enjoying
it.  Finally came a set of the woman on the bed giving her pussy a good
going over with a dildo.  It was obvious that all the pictures including
the studio quality shots were done on the same day.  The ladies hair and
makeup and jewelry stayed consistent all the way through both the pro
looking shoot and the hidden camera stuff.  The truly amazing thing wasn't
just how wild this woman was but also who she was.  I was looking at
pictures, with my swollen dick in my hand, of our local minister's wife. 
Janice was always proper and demure.  Headed up the neighborhood watch and
was the PTC president at the local Junior High School where her kids both
attended classes.  I didn't attend the local church all that much but the
studio shots were impossible to get wrong.  It really was her.  After years
of net searching I really did find pictures of the girl next door, well
actually across the street and two doors down but you know what I mean.



   After an hour of beating my meat raw and cumming so many times I lost
count I felt almost guilty.  I began wondering if she knew her pictures
were on the net.  I couldn't believe she would knowingly do something like
this.  I went back to the sight I found her and sure enough she was listed
under an alias and the Bio supplied was totally bogus.  I then began to
trace the ownership of the web sight.  It turned out to be owned by a semi
local photography studio.  Not really in our tiny hamlet but in the medium
sized city 20 minutes down the highway.  I made a copy of my archive and
stroked myself one more time and decided to call it a day.



   The next morning as I finished off a stale half can of beer and
scratched and farted as single guys tend to do when they get up I wandered
through my living room.  I noticed sweet demure Janice just getting home
from her car pool duty to the local school.  Ten minutes later, in her
sweats she threw her Gym bag in the SUV and headed for the spa.  I am a
member of that spa but almost never attend.  Well today I took a shower dug
out some semi clean sweats and hauled my tired flabby ass off to the Spa. I
wasn't sure why.  I just knew I had to talk to Janice.  I started working
up a sweat and pumping a little Iron and found I rather enjoyed it.  I
wished I had kept my promise to myself and worked a little harder at
staying in shape.  As I finished a rep of biceps the ladies aerobic class
let out.  Sure enough Janice in her modest tights and sweatshirt came out
carrying her water bottle and wiping her face with a towel.  She went
straight to a tread-mill and started at a leisurely pace.  As luck would
have it the guy on the mill next to her finished up and walked away.  I
hopped on and started up.  "Hello Ms.  Tweesberry." I offered.  She nodded
pleasantly and said "Call me Janice, Cody we have been neighbors for 7
years." I flashed back on her on her knees sucking an anonymous dick and
wondered if she knew I had seen her that way if she would still be so
pleasant.  I kept up the pleasant small talk until it got hard to breath
and then fell into day dreams of it being my dick sliding in and out of her
pretty mouth.  As she stepped off and began to say goodbye I stepped off
and came right out and told her I needed to speak to her in private.  She
politely explained that it wouldn't be proper for her to see me alone and
hoped I would understand.  I looked her straight in the eye and said "This
was very, very important to her and she needed to come by my house this
afternoon." She tried to refuse but something in my attitude let her know
she must do it and it was something that couldn't be discussed in public.
She just nodded her head and said "Ok around 3 then" as she walked to the
showers.



   I hurried home and began an emergency clean up effort and took a hot
shower.  I resisted the urge to masturbate and put on clean neat cloths. 
As a stuffed the last of my dirty cloths out of sight a faint knock came to
my door.  I stepped over to it and swung my door open.  There stood Janice
Tweesberry.  Reverend Tweesberry's, respectable wife.  Janice looked very
cute in her plain summer dress.  All freshly scrubbed and with her hair
pulled back in a ponytail.  I invited her in and offered to leave the door
open.  She said "that's ok we are both adults" and stepped in and looked
around.  I blurted out "There is no easy way to ask you this so let me just
show you." I walked to my monitor and pushed the start button on the slide
show I had set up.  I watched as the pictures of Janice slowly cycled from
the most demure to where they were showing her partially nude.  I heard a
gasp and looked over my shoulder to see sweet Mrs.  Tweesberry turn white
and collapse in a heap on my living room floor.  I quickly put the slide
show on pause and began running around like a chicken shortly beheaded. 
This is not the planned reaction I expected.  I knelt beside her and gently
patted her wrist and cheek.  I have no idea why except I saw it on TV or
somewhere.  I was about to call 911 when she started to come to.  I asked
her is she was ok and as she became aware of where she was I was afraid she
would pass out again.  I helped her to her feet and then to sit down on my
couch.  She looked at me still groggy and I quickly offered her something
to drink.  She nodded yes so I dashed to the kitchen to get something.  As
usual I had Budweiser and Wild Turkey.  I think I had some curdled milk
culturing in the Fridge as well.  Quick on my feet I remembered a bottle of
white wine given to me by a customer awhile back.  Hell I knew it must be
decent wine.  After all it had a real cork and not a screw off lid.  I
dusted off a wineglass and quickly pulled the cork and took it to Janice.
She accepted it from me and downed it in a single gulp.  After she quit
sputtering she told me she didn't normally drink alcohol.  I poured her a
second glass and she finally began asking questions.  Of course the first
one was where did I get her pictures.  When I told her I got them off of
the Internet she almost passed out again.  Then she asked if I had all 16
of them.  I said "actually I have around 100." Her reply was I only paid
the photographer for 16 with a quizzical look.  Then she said "are you sure
the rest are of me?" I told her the best thing to do was to watch the rest
but only if you wont pass out on me again.  She offered me her glass, which
I filled and solemnly shook her head.  I walked to my computer.

   I started the slideshow again as Janice stood beside me.  Her hand
rested on my arm to steady herself.  As the show progressed, her grip got
tighter and tighter.  She got weak in the knees in a few places and almost
pinched my arm off but she watched the entire show.  After it was done she
sat down with her head lowered.  I filled the wineglass again and she
tossed it off like a sailor.  I just waited.  Janice finally looked at me
with tears in her eyes and asked point blank "why I had her pictures." Well
this was not going the way I expected so like all males I lied through my
teeth.  "Well Janice as you know I am a computer specialist and I was hired
to investigate a pornography site for illegal activity.  I went through
their files and found these.  I knew you would never knowingly sell your
images so I just had to find out if you knew who was." She looked both
relieved and humiliated at the same time.  She broke down into open tears
and put her head on my shoulder as she wept.  In halting words she told me
all she knew.  It seems she and the Reverend were having a problem in the
bedroom and a counselor supplied by the church had recommended they spice
it up and see if it helped.  One of the ideas was for Janice to have her
picture taken for her husband.  The studio shots came from that suggestion
the others were indeed the Reverend and she.  Another idea to help there
marriage from the counselor but she had no idea how or who took the
pictures.  The Reverend had been real excited during the act but that old
time religion and guilt thing took over the very next day.  He had told
Janice she was a brazen harlot doing those things and demanded she move to
the guestroom immediately.  "Ohh my ohh my how could anyone have taken
those pictures" she lamented "and why would they do such a thing."



   Of course I told her it was all horrible and she wasn't the blame and
some scoundrel had done it with a hidden camera.  She asked but why?  I
gave her a quick lesson in Internet economics and the light bulb went on in
her eyes.  She was aghast "you mean others have these pictures?  They
actually paid money to see me....well, nekid?" She asked.  She fell silent
a moment and then gave me a strange look.  "Cory I have to know something
ok." I said anything Janice.  "Did you get well you know an ummm....  And
erection when you saw them?" Well here was one of those no win questions.
If I told her I had beat my meat raw looking at her suck off the reverend I
was dead meat.  On the other hand if I said I didn't her self esteem was
shot and I am toast.  I decided to be bold and for once be honest with a
woman.  I reached for her hand and looked in her eyes and put her hand
right on my bulging cock.  Then I said to her "of course Janice.  You are a
desirable woman." She almost pulled away but a deep flush came to her
cheeks as she slowly wrapped her fingers around my bulge.  "Who could have
taken those pictures" she wondered aloud?  I said "probably the cheesy
photographer.  Janice did you tell him you had a special night planned for
the Reverend at the photo shoot" I asked.  Her hand was now slowly sliding
up and down the length of my dick.  She was looking at my pants bulge as
she answered "well I think I did when I asked him to rush the developing so
I could give the pictures to my husband." I was having trouble
concentrating because there wasn't enough blood for my brain to function as
well as maintain the monster hardon Janice had firmly in her grasp.  I told
her I could find out for sure and close him down.  "Could you get back all
the ones he sold?" She asked.  I said "Well not get them back but I could
get rid of most of them.  After all I am a security specialist." "Cody this
is so unfair to you with no wife.  What will you have to do with this
erection." She asked.  I said "Take a long cold shower Janice I will be
alright." Looking me in the eyes.  She responded "You shouldn't have to do
that Cody I can do what I did for the Reverend if you want.  It isn't
really cheating I don't think." I looked at her with lust crazed eyes as
she slipped out of her sundress.

   The sweet neighbor lady stood before me in nothing but sandals and white
cotton panties.  I was mesmerized.  Her tits were perfect.  For 30 + she
was certainly a hard body.  Janice kneeled between my legs and tugged my
zipper down.  My dick popped into view and softly smacked her on the bridge
of her nose.  She gently almost tenderly placed the head of my cock in her
perfect round mouth.  She dropped her hands and slowly eased my cock down
her throat.  My god she was a natural cocksucker.  Her hand went to her
panties and pulled them up tight against her pussy lips.  As she rocked
back and forth impaling her mouth and throat on my dick she rocked her
pussy back and forth over her bunched up panties.  I couldn't stand it any
longer I grabbed her by the ponytail and began to fuck her face with long
hard strokes.  She looked up at me and looked me right in the eye as I
stuffed my dick in her mouth all the way to the balls.  I had no idea if
any one had ever cum in her mouth but I knew I was about to.  When I
thought I couldn't stand it any more her eyes rolled back and she began to
quake.  Watching her orgasm with my balls bouncing off her chin pushed me
over the edge and I pumped what felt like a Gallon into her mouth.

   As we both recovered I realized it was only 3:30 in the after noon. 
Janice slipped her dress back on and wrapped her arms around me and said
thank you.  She had forgotten how nice it was to be wanted sexually.  She
asked if she had done it right.  I told her she was very good, but a little
practice wouldn't hurt.  She looked at me with a twinkle and didn't answer.


   Janice asked how she could help me get her pictures off the Internet.  I
told her I could get them out of circulation fairly easy but the jerk that
did it would probably get away with it again with someone else.  She asked
if we could sue him or get him arrested.  I said yes but then her pictures
and her private life would all be open to the public.  She said that would
ruin the Reverend and probably end her marriage.

   Well if it turns out to be the sleaze-bag photographer we might be able
to teach him a lesson if she was willing to work with me.  Janice perked up
immediately and asked how.  I told her if we could get him back over to
peep through her window I could have him dealt with.  She was shocked and
asked if I really knew people that would do that.  I explained I traded
favors to other security people all the time and I was sure I could round
up a couple of tuff guys if I needed to.  Well she offered, if I went to
him again for another session and let it slip out I was going to be
entertaining a man again he would probably try to sneak back and take her
picture again.  Of course this is exactly what I had in mind.  Now that it
was her idea I knew we could make it happen.  She promised to call him as
soon as she got home.

   She asked how we would be able to meet to ummm discuss this without
looking suspicious to the entire neighborhood.  I told we could meet at the
gym and chat about generalities but we would have to meet in private for
the embarrassing stuff.  She was perplexed but then an idea popped in her
head.  You need to start jogging in the afternoon around this time.  I
asked why?  She told me if I jogged down the block and around the back
alley and then up the school path that went beside her house her son had
made a secret gate to the path when he was younger and walked to grade
school.  I could slip through the gate and right into her bedroom through
the sliding glass door and no one would ever see me.  When I left I could
just finish my jog.  The part about being in her bedroom didn't escape my
attention.  She had to run to pickup her kids from school.  She gave me a
quick kiss and a hug and said I will see you at the gym tomorrow.



   After she left I went to my computer and cracked the web server holding
her files.  As luck would have it the company running the porn sight also
had it's billing records on the same computer.  In less than ten minutes I
had confirmed it was the Photographer that had sold the pictures to them. I
also got a membership list.  I went to my files and pulled down a copy of
an FBI electronic warrant and filled in the file names and vendor names and
told the receiver to cease and desist from handling illegally obtained
images.  Was it legal to impersonate the FBI?  Hell no, but I do it all the
time.  They are way to busy to run me down for something like this.  I also
told them to delete all the files from that vendor and included all of
Janice's file names.  I then sent a copy to everyone on the customer list.
I know they wouldn't all comply but, most would and at least all would get
a little scare.  I then put a file killer file into Janice's Directory on
the Web server that would delete the entire directory the next time someone
accessed it.