- Flings with neighbor’s attractive daughter – 01
- Flings with neighbor’s attractive daughter – 02
- Flings with neighbor’s attractive daughter – 03
“Okay, listen.” Carla put her hands up. “Just give me a minute, please?”
“Go ahead,” Tom said, causing me to elbow him in the side. “But, uh, make it quick.”
“I know you guys were here to pick someone up.”
“Carla, we went through this and you’re wrong.”
“Elsa, my bedroom faces your house. You think I haven’t seen those girls come and go?”
Tom stiffened next to me. I did my best to keep looking at her as if nothing were wrong.
“They show up around ten or eleven and then leave a couple of hours later.” She smiled. “Always young, always cute, and always dressed. Kind of like me!” She crossed her arms, pushing her small chest further out of her dress. “So, what are they, night maids?” She laughed. “Actually, I think one was dressed as a maid.”
I looked at Tom who was nervously chewing on his lip and remained silent as she continued.
“And tonight? You were really hung up on that redhead, Elsa, because you didn’t even recognize me in the bathroom.”
“Bathroom?” I frowned, and then recalled the blonde girl leaning against the wall with her head down on the phone. “Oh, Jesus,” I whispered.
“You have a pretty everything, Kate.’ Carla laughed. “You were picking her up. You guys are into playing with girls my age and”—she slowly worked her tongue across her pink lips—”I want to play.”
“Okay, look,” Tom said. “You’re not stupid, and you’re certainly not naïve, so I guess we can’t deny it.”
“Tom!” I elbowed him again, but he went on.
“So, all I can say is I hope you won’t say anything to anyone.”
“I promise I won’t! I’ve known for a while and never said anything, even to you guys, but I…” She stopped and looked around at a few kids standing near us. Stepping forward, she put her hands on our shoulders, lowered her head, and spoke quietly. “It turns me on. Tom, I’ve thought you were hot since I was old enough to know what hot is.”
“Listen, I’m flattered but—”
“Then I…well I played around with a couple of girls and now I think about you too, Elsa. The two of you are just…” She sighed. “I think about it all the time! And when I saw you guys tonight I couldn’t help trying!”
I looked at Tom and caught him staring at me. I could see he was wavering. Taking his hand, I squeezed it and shook my head.
“Carla, the thing is, we know you. We don’t know those girls. That’s a big difference. Never mind we’ve known you since you were a kid. It would be—”
“Even more fun! Come on, you guys know I’m just what you’re looking for. You would be lying if you said it wouldn’t be a turn-on! Besides”—she looked first at me then over to Tom—”think about it. I’m right next door. Anytime you guys want to, we could just play!” with a soft sigh she added, “You do know my parents are traveling for more than half the summer right?”
“We can’t,” Tom said, with absolutely no force behind his words.
Trying to pick up his slack, I removed her hand from my arm. “Carla, go back into the club and have fun. You’re right. That’s what we enjoy, but—”
“You know what I like?” she asked as if I wasn’t speaking.
“What?” Tom asked softly.
“At night after I shower, I lay naked on my bed and get out my vibrator and watch porn on my laptop.”
“Carla, enough,” I said, sounding about as convincing as Tom.
“But not just any porn,” she continued in a soft purr. “A site called Couples Seeking Teens. It’s all videos about people your age playing with girls like me. I get off to them and think of you guys. I want to play!” She pushed her lips out in a precious pout, her lower lip trembling. “Please, I’ll do anything you want!”
“We…um…” Tom sighed. “Damn.”
“So, how about we get in our cars and I meet you back at your place and we have fun?” She gave me a huge smile. “It’s the weekend and my folks are away. I could even spend the night. Wouldn’t that be fun? You guys don’t do that, but you could with me! Hmm, that would be nice sleeping between the two of you.”
That image caused my heart to skip a beat and Tom squeezed my hand so hard it hurt. I looked at Carla but remained silent knowing the only word that would come out was yes. Carla looked around. Seeing no one was close to us, she stepped directly in front of me, grabbed my hand, and yanked it up under her skirt.
Caught by surprise, I didn’t have a chance to resist as she pressed my hand between her legs. “Oh!” I whispered at the feeling of her bare flesh, her soaking wet, bare, hot, and oh, so smooth flesh. She started sliding my hand back and forth, and I could feel the edge of it sliding between the lips of her pussy.
“Hmmm,” Carla moaned. “I took them off, just before I came to see you at the bar. See how bad I want you?”
She pulled my hand from under her skirt. Too stunned to fight her, I watched as she brought it up and shoved it in Tom’s face. He placed his nose against my hand and took a deep breath. His eyes closed, he took my hand from Carla’s and guided it under my nose. I took in her scent as I looked at Tom’s smiling face, and we both said, “Let’s go.”
*****
“I can’t believe we’re going to do this!” I said for the third time since we’d left the club. “Jesus, Tom, what if she—”
“Enough, Elsa,” Tom said as he sped up and went around the slow-moving van in front of us. “It’s too late now. We admitted what we’re into, not that she didn’t know anyway, and it’s not like we don’t want to, so”—he glanced over at me and placed his hand on my thigh, giving it a squeeze—”let’s go have some fun.”
“We shouldn’t, but she’s so fucking hot!” Shifting in my seat, I felt my thong sticking to my pussy. “God, I’m wet!”
“As wet as she was?”
“Shit, Tom, she was dripping!” I placed my hand under my nose again. “Damn, I can’t wait to taste her!”
“Wait’s almost over.” Tom guided our black Lexus off the exit. “Do you see her behind us?”
I looked into the side mirror but didn’t see Carla’s red Toyota.
I frowned. “No. She was behind us just before we got onto the highway. Hey,” I said nervously. “You don’t think she was screwing with us, do you?”
“I doubt she would let you touch her pussy if she was.” He gunned the car through a yellow light and crossed the intersection, turning left onto our street.
“True, but you never know and—”
“Oh, I don’t think we have anything to worry about,” Tom said softly. “Look at that.”
I looked down the street towards our house and saw Carla’s car in her parents’ driveway. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her sitting on the swing on our porch.
“Damn, she drives as fast as she moves.”
Tom pulled into the driveway. Before he had even shut the car off, I was out of it and heading for our eager partner. When she saw me coming, she stood up and gave me a huge smile. I noticed she had removed her heels. Her toes were painted in the same hot pink as her fingers.
“Where were you, slow pokes?” she asked.
“You do everything fast?” I asked as I walked up the stairs towards her.
“Nope!” She shook her head. “I take my time when it counts.”
As I met her on the top step, she looked down at my tits and licked her lips. “I bet they’re beautiful,” she whispered.
“I bet everything about you is,” I said, resisting the urge to kiss her right then and there. I didn’t see any lights around us, but still, no need to take a chance. I could wait another minute.
Tom came up behind me, and Carla turned her gaze to him and sighed. “I can’t believe you’re going to fuck me.”
“You…aren’t shy at all, are you?” Tom asked.
He walked past us, and I had to laugh as he was so excited he dropped the keys trying to get into the house. “Jeez, first day with the new fingers,” he joked.
“I bet they’ll do just fine,” Carla said from next to me.
Tom got the door open. Stepping to the side, he made a show of waving us in. Carla walked past me and Tom reached out and took her hand, running her long nails lightly across his cheek. As I walked by him, he looked at me and whispered, “Elsa, we’re not going to regret this.”