Fantasize about him

Even though she knew it was wrong, Kate began to shamelessly touch herself to the erotic sounds drifting through the bedroom wall. Her trembling fingers crept into her panties and over her throbbing sex. She couldn't believe how wet and swollen she felt.

Next door, Oliver was grunting in pleasure as his date rode him like a cowgirl. Kate imagined it was her on top of him. As she furtively rubbed her clit, she let her fantasies run wild. For over ten minutes she visualized her hot, hunky neighbor fucking her brains out in vivid, explicit detail.

Her free hand slipped under her top and squeezed an erect nipple. That was all it took to set her off. Kate cried out softly as the feeling overwhelmed her, its peak deliberately prolonged by her knowing fingers.

By a cosmic coincidence, Oliver groaned in orgasm at the same exact time. The fact they were coming together sent Kate's climax into overdrive. Her convulsions were so violent that they almost woke her husband. Kate's chest was rising and falling as she fought to regain her breath. She couldn't remember the last time she had orgasmed this hard.

Kate could hear some light murmuring but couldn't make out what was being said. A few minutes later she heard Oliver's front door open and close followed by the clack of high heels. For some reason, Kate felt a flood of relief that Oliver hadn't asked the woman to spend the night. It was just a one night stand, nothing more.

As she drifted off to sleep, Kate realised that her infatuation was starting to become dangerous. She was both scared and excited for what tomorrow might bring...