Couple Next Door Novels & Stories

All he thought about was Tiffany, as he thought about how they were never getting back together now, not after the disaster that was last night! He drilled his finger into the doorbell of her apartment like a man possessed; however, no one answered him. His heart sank in desperation. It was not working, and neither could he call Tiffany, for the woman had switched off her phone. About half an hour passed before the neighbor opened her door and came out with an explanation. “Looking for the girls living next door, arencha’? One of them moved out last night. Heard some sounds coming from next door, I did. Looked into the spy-hole and saw one of them just dragging a bunch of stuff out of her pl

That was how it started with the man next door. His name was Grant. Forty-one. Married. Broad-shouldered, quiet, the kind of neighbor who offered to help carry boxes and then stayed for a beer on the porch. His wife, Nadia, worked long hours at the hospital and came home after dark most nights. Grant had mentioned it once, casually, like it didn’t matter. It had mattered. For three weeks they had been careful. His place when Nadia was on nights. Her place when he could slip away for an hour. Never long enough. Never loud enough. Always the same sharp, almost angry hunger, like both of them were trying to outrun something.

“I don't know, but I know for a fact I'm not going to ruin someone's marriage for my personal gain,” “Besides, I don't want to drag him down with me,” “Okay, if that's what you want I will support you.” ***1 hour later*** We checked into our dorm room. “Home at last,” Lissa shouted and jumped on the sofa. Someone knocked on the door as I was ready to go to my room, “Yes, how may I help you?” “Hi, I'm your next-door neighbour. I just wanted to let you know a handsome guy came by here the day you left looking for you. It seems pretty serious.”

When she looked up, she spotted Steven across the street in the yard of another house. She paused mid-step. Standing in front of Steven was none other than Quinn. "That newlywed couple has such a sweet relationship. They take walks in the yard together every afternoon. Makes you jealous just watching them." A voice sighed nearby. Celine turned. It was a neighbor from the next building over, Lydia Wilkins. They'd run into each other a few times and occasionally exchanged pleasantries. "I remember that house has the best layout in the whole neighborhood. I heard they even paid extra to get it. Oh, youth!" Lydia's face was full of envy.

I couldn't understand why my friend said the man looked familiar, but then I realized it was Joe, my neighbor and Lesley's husband. Sometimes we would travel together, and I would post our group pictures online, so it wasn't surprising that my friend recognized him. Seeing the way they acted around each other, it didn't seem like they had only just gotten close the night before. When did it all start? After they left, I got out of the car and installed surveillance at home, then checked the trash in the bedroom. My fist tightened in anger when I saw what was in there.

And why did it feel like she’d just brushed against something dangerous enough to destroy her? She unlocked her apartment with trembling fingers and stepped inside, leaning back against the door once it shut. Her chest rose and fell too fast as she tried to steady herself. This was ridiculous. He was just a neighbor. A rich, arrogant neighbor with an unsettling presence. Nothing more. Yet, even as she told herself that, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had already been noticed in a way she couldn’t undo. Next door, Caeldrin Blackwood stood in silence as the door clicked shut behind him.

Hell no! Maybe a crush? Hell yes! Her next-door neighbors had the looks that could set any woman up , The fact that Mrs. Allen had men chasing after her left and right, even with her married to an equally gorgeous Mr. Allen was proof that Mr. Allen needs to put in more effort if he wants to keep his wife by his side. They were both gorgeous couples and a perfect fit!

He was as happy as he could be with that once I promised him. Last month, our next door neighbors moved out. They had been renting the house for the past 2 years. They were finally in a position to buy their own house. We were so happy for them that we threw them a party. We all had a great time, and we even got to meet some of the other neighbors in our neighborhood. The next week they moved out. I figured they would be busy, so I hadn't been bothering them much. Last week a moving van pulled up into the driveway of their house. I watched as they moved all their furniture into the house. I started wondering if they were gay.

In the end am gonna be your best friend. *********** Kampala city down town A married couple is fooling around on a small bed. The annoying sound from the bed crackings and the moans of a woman could be even heard by the neighbors. This is so because the bed is very small and old for the activity going on. The couple lives in a one small rental room with their two years old daughter who is currently sleeping on a small mattress on the floor. The neighbors are always taking about the sound from this rental room whenever the couple got intimate. Some of them are all singles and others are old people who long stopped playing such games.But its not only this rental, others are also small and t

It was a wonderful sight to see. Our next door neighbors, Greg and Jane were fucking doggy style and Jane's tits free of a bra were happily swinging to and fro as Greg pounded her from behind. She was wearing pantyhose so I could only assume there was a hole for access or that one had been made by Greg. Watching our neighbors fucking was a real turn on and I had Beth remove the plug and get onto her hands and knees. Facing the other fucking couples, I slowly eased my stiff cock into Beth's ass. The tightness was incredible and I wasn't in any hurry to finish.