My Neighbours Replaced My Wife Ch. 03

Richie:

Sex with Claire was amazing. So was Patti but Claire was different, she enjoyed it in the way that someone who hasn't been having good sex enjoys it. For Patti sex with me was really enjoyable but she wasn't shocked by how intense it was, she was used to that quality of fucking, lucky woman! Claire was laying there, totally exposed, her body sweaty and creamy and without a care in the world. It made me really happy that I could be the one to make her feel that way.

I lay on my side stroking her fluttering tummy and willed my cock to get hard again. I had the feeling that she would be keen to repeat the experience, she had that look on her face.

"Some more wine?" I suggested and she nodded her agreement.

I rolled off the bed, passing her the box of wet wipes I'd stashed by the bed after Patti's visit, and headed downstairs to fetch the wine. As I did I heard her humming a tune to herself. She had a sweet voice, it made me smile. By the time I got back she had wiped away the worst excesses of our lovemaking, I saw a small creamy trickle on her labia which I just had to have. I poured the wine, handed her hers and then bent to lick her labia clean.

Claire:

I'd never been with a man who would lap up his own cum, even if it was mixed in with my own creamy juices, but here was Richie devouring the juices my pussy kept providing. I immediately compared him with Pete. I was kinda glad I did because I'd remembered that Pete would most probably be calling me soon as his management course finished for the day. Actually it would go on until Saturday lunchtime but there was a break before the evening session when he called me, well he had the past two days anyway. I needed my phone.

"Ooh sorry, but I need to get my phone. Pete is probably going to be calling soon." I explained the situation and watched as Richie's smile grew wider and wider.

"So! I've got you until tomorrow morning, then!" It was a statement of fact that made me shiver again. I dashed downstairs and found my discarded dress, the phone was in my pocket. Hurriedly I returned to Richie who was laying on his back, a glass of wine in his hand, a smile on his face and a big fat erection pointing straight up!

"Now that's a view I could get used to." I put my phone on the bedside table and downed half my glass of wine. I climbed onto the bed and Richie quickly spun me round so my face was over his cock and my pussy was over his face! We settled into position.

The coolness of the wine contrasted sharply with the heat emanating from his thick shaft as I enveloped it with my mouth. I smiled as he grunted into my pussy as my nose got buried in his thick thatch of pubes. But it was my turn to grunt as his tongue slide between my creamy labia.

"Oh fuck!"

Richie:

I loved the way her pussy tasted. I couldn't get enough. I could have stayed there for a long time but I was distracted when her phone rang.

"Shit! Why now?" She groaned. It was clear to me it was her husband. A wicked thought crossed my mind and I allowed her to pick up the phone but I didn't let her change position. I gave her labia a long slow lick.

"Ye-es" She managed to say, just. "Oh, hi Pete. How's the course." As soon as I heard him speak I pressed my tongue as deep inside her as I could reach. She grunted loudly.

"Are you ok?" I heard him say as she jerked the phone away from her ear.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good." She answered carefully, trying hard not to moan. I could feel her body reacting, I felt a bit mean, but it was an opportunity too good to miss. Their conversation, banal though it was, continued so I had another idea. I rolled from under her and turned her onto her front.

"Aha, yes, ok." She continued to speak in as few syllables as possible while I pulled her into position. I had her ass up in the air and I knelt behind her. I rubbed my shiny glans along her dripping slit a few times before lining myself up and sliding in, in a single smooth thrust.

"Ooof!" That provoked another question from him which she batted away. I knew from experience that the memory foam mattress on my bed and the rigidity of the frame meant that when we were fucking hard it still didn't squeak. The only noises came from us!

So I grabbed hold of her hips and started to thrust in and out. I loved the way her body reacted. I could feel her muscles tensing up in preparation for a climax. A climax I denied her by slowing right down. I could tell she was getting pissed off with Pete, he seemed to be prolonging the conversation and it was clear that Claire just wanted to cum, big time!

Claire:

The complete and utter bastard! How I managed to maintain the conversation with Pete is beyond me. I was so desperate to cum, Richie knew and the bastard kept edging me and Pete kept wittering on about the course and the people on it and blah blah blah! Eventually though he said he had to go and meet the others. God I was so happy!

I ended the call, threw the phone away and rammed my ass back to take Richie's fabulous cock as deep as he could get it. I started grunting like an animal and he started ramming me faster and faster. I was so wound up by all the edging that it took just a few seconds for the pressure in my core to get to breaking point and with an almighty scream my pussy clamped down on his shaft and my body felt like it was shattering into a million pieces. Nerves were firing off like crazy. I cried into the pillow as he fucked me through the first climax and into another and then another.

"Cum on my tits!" I cried out. I didn't know where that came from it just felt like the right thing to do. I wanted to see the cum flying out of his shaft. I wanted to taste it too! He pulled out of me with a loud pop and rolled me over. He was kneeling between my open thighs his thick fingers wrapped around his shaft. I watched engrossed as his foreskin was pulled back again and again until his head rolled back and his hips jerked forward and I saw it! A stream of thick white creamy cum erupted from his peehole and splattered onto my tits. It was warm and sticky and it made me squeak. Several more spurts followed before he sat back on his haunches breathing deeply.

I scooped some of it off my tits and tentatively licked my fingers. Not unpleasant. Salty but ok. I scooped more off and then sucked my fingers clean. The rest I massaged into my breasts before gazing up at Richie. He was beaming. That made me really happy.

Richie:

What a woman! Pete was clearly a jerk. Even if you don't have the biggest dick in the world when you have a woman who's as sexy as Claire is you find ways to satisfy her - well I would!

The thought that I had her here until tomorrow morning made me smile. We were going to be doing this again tonight - as many times as I could manage!

I watched as she rubbed my cum into her breasts, leaving them glowing with a sheen. They looked incredible. When she'd finished she sat up and reached for my cock. Scrambling onto her knees she looked straight into my eyes and then cleaned my cock with her tongue. She took her time. Fuck!

I looked at the clock, it was already gone 7 o'clock. I asked if she wanted something to eat. I handed her my robe and found some shorts and a t-shirt and we padded downstairs to see what there was on offer.

Claire:

As I wrapped his robe around me I got a strong sense of the man. A combination of his heady musk and some woody citrus cologne notes filled my senses. I felt warm, protected, and horny! I couldn't wait for the next time he fucked me.

He put on some music, a radio station I think, and we collected a range of items to cook. It was going to be pasta with chorizo and prawns. While he was chopping some herbs I went back upstairs and collected the wine. I filled the glasses and we chatted as we cooked. Just everyday stuff, our jobs, music we liked, stuff like that. It wasn't until after we'd finished eating that he turned to me and asked me outright.

"Why are you still with Pete? You're an incredibly sexy, giving woman. If he was the man for you we wouldn't be here right now." I took a sip before answering.

"It's complicated." He nodded. "When we first met I had just come out of a really bad relationship. The guy was abusive and controlling. Then I met Pete and he was gentle and kind and he was really into me. He gave me the security I needed, the stability, a calm base to operate from."

"So what went wrong?" I could see he was genuinely interested.

"Well I met someone at work, a colleague who showered me with attention. It started off as a bit of fun but it developed into a passionate sexual relationship. We were grabbing every chance to fuck. It was everything that Pete couldn't give me. Then his wife nearly found out and he bailed. That was it I got scared and closed down the shutters, well almost totally. I mean I nearly ended sleeping with Earl at last year's neighbours Christmas party. They're pretty wild, I mean I reckon Patti was encouraging me to fuck him!"

He smiled at that.

"Yeah I can imagine that. She's one liberated lady, and she told me Earl and her regularly play away. It's totally consensual though. It seems to work for them, but I'm not sure it would work for me."

"Excuse me!" I laughed out loud. "And who have you fucked recently?"

"Mmm, ok. Just you and Patti."

"So far!" She laughed again. "Just you wait!"

"OK, fair point! I feel like I'm in a transitionary phase. Right now my hormones are on fire. All I want to do is fuck. But I'm not sure how long it will last, and I'm pretty sure that if I was in another relationship I'd be faithful to her. Pretty sure!"

I had to laugh but at the same time I kinda understood. When I was having that affair my brain was acting differently, selfishly maybe. I shook my head to get rid of the memory.

"Well I certainly aim to make the most of your transitionary phase, I can assure you of that!"

"I'm very glad about that." He replied and reached out to take my hands in his. "You're a special lady Claire, you deserve better."

Richie:

I meant every word. I knew that Claire and I weren't going to be a long term item. I knew she deserved better than Pete, but that was down to her to fix, not me, I was a ship passing in the night. Talking of the night, wow! We fucked in the kitchen, on the sofa in the lounge, we had a sexy bath and then retired to bed for a very gentle and ultimately extremely satisfying fuck which ended when we came simultaneously and very loudly.

I lost count of the number of climaxes Claire enjoyed. I knew I broke my record for number of times in one day but possibly the best bit was when we cuddled up under the duvet and turned the lights out. I fell asleep spooning her warm body and I slept better than I had for ages. Waking up was pretty good too!

I woke with a smile on my face and a pair of warm lips wrapped around my rock hard shaft. As soon as I was fully awake Claire climbed on top and guided me into her war, wet and very welcoming pussy. She lent forward and we kissed, slowly and sensually.

"Good morning you gorgeous sexy woman."

"Well good morning to you too handsome man. I like your morning wood!"

She rode me slow. Her arms held high and her head thrown back. Those glorious nipples just waiting to be tortured. As soon as I touched them I felt her pussy muscles gripping me. We moved together in perfect harmony. No rush, just letting it happen. I watched her face, marvelling at the way her expression changed as her climax approached and then as she came how the mixture of seemingly pleasure and pain washed over her. I loved the way her body glowed as our exertions took their toll. But most of all I loved it when she begged me to cum with her.

"Yes, Richie, that's it. I'm so close, just a little longer." And then as she felt my cock swelling inside her.

"Oh mmmm, aha, yes! That's good. So close, so close!" And finally as I announced that i? couldn't hold on any longer.

"Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! YESSSS!!" Her body quivering and her pussy gripping me oh so blissfully tight. I unloaded my balls as deep inside her as I could reach as her climax went on and on. Oh my god it was so incredible. Finally, spent and sweaty, we rolled onto our backs and lay there breathing deeply.

Claire:

"Every time! You make me cum so much. Oh my god we're good together! Your transitionary phase better not last anytime soon!"

"Yeah!" He panted. "I'm, with you there! Claire, let me tell you. You are a fantastic fuck!" I had to laugh at that but at the same time I felt a warm glow. Hey, I'm good in the sack! I cuddled him tight until he glanced over my shoulder at the clock.

"It's gone 10am! What time is Pete back?"

"Shit! Bugger I'd better get going. Can I use your shower?" He pointed to the bathroom.

"Absolutely, there's towels on the rack behind the door."

I kissed him, well we kissed quite a lot actually before I stopped him.

"No time for that!" I padded to the bathroom and enjoyed a deep cleansing shower, his shower was pretty cool, lots of different jets and excellent water pressure. When i came out he was idly scrolling on his phone.

"My shopping list. I've got to hit the supermarket this morning. After I've done a bit of clearing up!" He grinned at me and sniffed the bedding before pulling a face.

"I'll let myself out the back gate." I gave him a big hug and a last lingering kiss. He watched as I picked up my phone and headed downstairs to find my dress and my bikini. "I'll see you soon."

"I certainly hope so." His voice conveyed all the tone and content that I wanted to hear. Now it was back to my normal life. At least for a while.

Richie:

What a night! What a woman! As I stood under the stream of steaming hot water I decided that I was an extremely lucky man. OK my marriage had collapsed but in the past week I'd probably, no definitely, had the best sex of my entire life, and I felt there was more to come.

I had a massive smile on my face as I stripped the bed and put the washing on. Changing the bedding was completed with a jaunty whistle and none of the usual cursing about fitted sheets and getting the duvet cover the right way round. I was even looking forward to the weekly food shop. I swallowed a couple of pieces of toast and a glass of orange juice, followed by a quick coffee and then I loaded the bags into the car and headed out.

I was happily filling my trolley and checking items off the list when I heard a voice I recognised so well that my cock twitched.

"Hello Richie. You look happy. I take it Claire had a good time too?" It was Patti of course. She was with a young woman I didn't recognise. "This is Emily, my niece, on Earl's side of the family." she added brightly.

Patti:

I knew the minute I saw him that he and Claire had had a wonderful time. You could see it in his face, I mean what man is happy, actually happy, doing food shopping? He was glowing. He was obviously not going to say anything with my niece with me. Shame really because I was glad that we'd bumped into him.

"I'm glad I bumped into you. I need your help with something. Are you around later." I watched the understanding wash over him. He smiled broadly.

"Of course Patti. What do you need?"

"Oh, I'll tell you when I see you. Shall we say 6ish, I'll bring the wine, you get some nibbles!" With that I left him hanging, and ok, I may have waggled my ass a bit extravagantly as I walked away. I wasn't going to turn around to check if he was looking. Of course he was looking!

Richie:

Hmmmm. I wondered what it was she needed help with. I got the feeling it wasn't just about sex with her, there was something else, but what? I was intrigued but remembered to add nibbles to my list.

Back home I put everything away, sorted the washing and then settled in my den to go through any messages that I might have missed over the previous week. I knew that I was going back to work on Monday and wanted to make sure everything was hunky dory. That took me just over an hour, there were no red flags, just some emails from my solicitor with updates and requests for more information on our finances. It felt weird saying "our" finances, they'd soon be "my" finances. I couldn't wait.

Having completed the stuff that needed to be done I reckoned I'd earned myself a break. I fancied a swim, the weather was warm enough so I decided to forego the costume and undressed in the kitchen and wandered outside. I dipped a toe in the water, perfect! Diving in at the deep end I swam underwater to the far end of the pool. I turned and swam laps, probably around fifty before I stopped, again at the deep end and hooked my arms over the edge of the pool to support myself. I was still there when i heard the back door open.

Eve:

Ian was away at some seminary so I decided to check in on Richie. I headed over with a fresh batch of brownies and without thinking I headed round the back and opened the back gate. After I shut it I heard a voice call out.

"Hello? Who's there?" It was Richie and he appeared to be in the swimming pool. I wandered over to the pool and he was at the side. He smiled up at me, a beaming warm smile that made me smile in return.

"Hi!" I said brightly. "I told you I'd drop in to check on you, well here I am. Is now convenient?" He laughed.

"Um yes, now is convenient however there's something you need to know."

"What's that?" I enquired. He laughed and then looked down into the water.

"Um, I'm not wearing my swimming costume."

"Sorry?" I replied somewhat confused.

"I'm naked!" His voice was full of warmth and humour. He definitely wasn't embarrassed. I was!

"Oh, excuse me. I'm so sorry. I'll come back later." I turned to go but he stopped me.

"No, it's fine. Let me go and put something on." With that he pulled himself out of the pool. I turned away but not fast enough. I got an excellent view of his penis and his testicles. They looked big, well much bigger than Ian's anyway. He padded past me and I got to see his muscled back and ass as he disappeared inside. I stood there blushing, my heart rate surprisingly increased, and waited for him to return.

When he came back he was wearing a thick white towelling robe and was drying his hair with a towel. He gestured to me to sit at the table beside the pool.

"Can I get you something to drink? You look like you could do with one."

"A coffee would be nice, white no sugar please." My voice sounded tiny and scared. What was I afraid of? This was Richie, he was a neighbour, a nice man. He padded back inside and came back with two cups settling mine in front of me. I grasped it with shaking fingers, it needed both hands. I took a sip. The warmth of the liquid settled my nerves. I relaxed and sat back in my chair. He sat opposite me looking completely at ease.

"So how are you doing?" I had seen Claire's previous post of the book club Whatsapp group and could only imagine what might have happened last night.

Richie:

Well obviously I couldn't tell her everything, she's the vicar's wife for goodness sake. But I knew that she wanted to know about me, not my sex life so I chose my words carefully.

"Overall I would say I'm in a good place. I've got the basics organised, there was some more stuff the solicitor wanted that I've sent over this morning. I feel like I'm on top of that. I've also decided that I'm going back to work on Monday. I think the routine will be good for me. So I feel ok, but that said I realise that I'm in a, I used that word again, transitionary phase. She leaned forward.

"How so? She leaned her head slightly to one side.

"Um, well, I feel different. I feel much more confident that I am normally. I'm able to engage with people much more easily. I'm normally relatively reticent but now I feel like I'm in a gung-ho phase. I have to admit I'm enjoying it, a lot." I watched as her expression changed when I added the final few words. She understood what I was referring to, she even blushed.

"That's perfectly normal." She came back with quickly. "Studies have shown that testosterone levels in men drop when they're in long term relationships and when those break up men experience a surge in their levels which can cause behavioural change." She blushed a bit more.

"Ah, ok, that'd be it then." I smiled benignly over the table at her. Then I noticed. "You've changed your hair! It looks nice, better, less formal." She instantly touched her hand to her head and blushed even deeper.

"Do you think so?" She looked down for a second. "I just fancied a bit of change."

"Well it really suits you Eve, it looks lovely." She gave an embarrassed giggle. Then I noticed that she wasn't wearing the same boring frumpy dress that I'd seen her in before. Sure, this was no flimsy frock but the neckline was lower and I could see the chain of her crucifix disappearing into the hidden depth of her cleavage. "So does the dress!" I added.

I could see that she was uncomfortable with such comments. Poor thing, I wondered how often Ian complimented her on her looks. She wasn't in Claire or Patti's league for beauty but her smile was lovely and pure, yet still with that something hidden in it. I ventured a question myself.

"And how are you Eve, how is your life?" She looked up, surprised that someone would actually enquire about her life. She stammered.

"Um, well, my life is about the church, um, supporting my husband in his work, god's work." She added quickly.

"Yes, but what about you, Eve. Who satisfies your needs?" The blush quickly spread down her neck and disappeared along with her chain into the depths of her dress. She laughed nervously.

"My life is full. It makes me happy to support him." She wasn't going to give me anymore so I didn't press it.

Eve:

Oh I felt really uncomfortable now. I didn't feel that I could open up to him. I felt it would be disloyal to my husband to admit to being dissatisfied with elements of my life, with him. But a part of me wanted to. I couldn't explain it but being with him made me feel good. I enjoyed his company, just not his probing questions.

I shifted the conversation onto his job and how he might feel about his colleagues knowing about his marriage breakup. He seemed fairly relaxed about it and in some way was looking forward to getting on with his life, moving forward.

I remembered the brownies.

"Here." I said pushing the box across the table to him. "I've baked you some more brownies."

"Oh fantastic!" He sounded really pleased. "Here let me get you the other box." He jumped up which caused his robe to flap open revealing his penis to me once more. It really was rather impressive. It was just a glimpse but it made my cheeks burn! He returned with his robe securely tied and the container in his hand.

"I've washed it!" He grinned as he pushed it across to me. I took it.

"I should go." I said nervously. I was feeling strange feelings and I needed to be in my own home. "Thank you for the coffee." He stood up, he really was an imposing figure.

"Thank you for the brownies. And Eve, thank you for caring. I really appreciate it."

"I'll call again if that's ok."

"Please do, and you don't need to bring brownies with you every time. Just yourself is enough."

I left with my body giving me a lot of very strange signals. I was experiencing sensations that were alien. It was almost as if I needed a cold shower to calm me down.

Richie:

Phew! That was a bit awkward. I was conscious that I'd flashed the vicar's wife twice in quick succession. I waited for her to get well away before allowing myself a nervous laugh. Yes a nervous laugh. I'd felt things I wasn't expecting to feel. Her appearance had changed and that had had an effect on me. I ditched my robe and dived into the pool. A few lengths and I was more relaxed.

I wrapped myself in my robe again and went indoors to make some lunch. Just a light spread, some bread a bit of ham and cheese. Nothing too heavy. After lunch I elected to have a siesta. Well with Patti arriving in a few hours I reckoned I'd need my wits about me, and full bollocks too! So I headed upstairs and lay on the freshly made bed. I was asleep in minutes.