The web gets woven

Joan stood in front of the mirror atop the small basin in the powder room, looking at a woman she no longer recognized. Just like last night, she could see the radiant glow in her face, obviously from the heat of her recent debauchery. She readjusted her bra and buttoned her blouse, making herself respectable and presentable once more. She tucked the ends into her slacks and smoothed the rumpled lines. She dabbed some cold water on her face and fixed her hair. No matter how hard she tried, Joan couldn’t reproduce the image of the old Joan that she knew. Staring back at her was a new, vibrant, excited, and youthful young lady who was head over heels in lust with her new neighbor. The pangs of guilt still riddled her soul, yet the recent session had significantly ebbed the tides, making her less concerned than before. It was about her, she convinced herself. If Henry paid more attention to her and was more exciting in bed, maybe she wouldn’t be traveling down this rocky road. The thrill and the danger excited her and helped fuel the passion within her, driving her closer and closer to totally devoting herself to her new lover. No man had ever stood up to her, going toe to toe to put her down. She was tired of being the control freak, and thrived on the energy resulting from her tornado whirlwinds.

She had gone beyond the fork in the road and could no longer see it in her rear view mirror. There was only one way for Joan to go and that was straight ahead, at full speed! And that’s exactly what she intended to do.

Joan opened the door and meandered back into the foyer, looking for Josh. “Josh?” She called out, wondering where he had disappeared to.

“Up here,” Joan heard his familiar voice sing out. She wandered up the long staircase to the second floor, which she had not been privy to before. She looked around as if inspecting a new home, noting the piled boxes in the hallway. A layer of white dust coated everything in the hallway, where only one door was propped open. Joan could see the room was bare and well lit with bright daylight. She heard Josh humming merrily from that room. She maneuvered around the boxes and stood in the doorway, leaning against the jamb. She stood there silently watching her handsome hunk of a lover, moving a long pole with a paint roller attached across a dull ceiling, making it shine with a coat of fresh paint. She admired and lusted after the triangular, muscular physique, drawn to his flexing biceps and his twitching pectorals as he maneuvered the pole back and forth. All he had on were those old tattered jeans; no shirt and no shoes. She was lost in her daydream, not realizing how long she had been standing there before Josh noticed her shadow. Joan had to smile, noting the tiny flecks of white paint that dotted Josh’s body, making him look like a chiseled stone god. She would offer her body as a sacrifice to him any time he wanted.

“Sorry, I just want to get this room done as quickly as possible.” It took a minute for Josh’s sentence to register in Joan’s mind, interrupting her dream. Joan blinked her eyes and paid more attention to Josh as he walked toward her. “At least, then, we’d have some place a little more comfortable.” Josh winked, melting Joan’s body into a puddle of wetness on the spot. He continued walking closer to where Joan was standing. “You’re more than welcome to help me paint … but I think you’re a bit overdressed.” He leaned in and kissed her earlobe sending shivers down her spine, making her knees wobble.

Joan would have stripped right there and fucked Josh silly atop the paint speckled tarps covering the floor, had it not been for the open windows with no curtains or shades. However, the mere idea made her skin tingle with excitement. At least, she convinced herself, she had some presence of mind to control herself. She pushed Josh away, panting from the sudden rush of blood to her head again. “Maybe next time,” she exhaled, “I really should be going, though I really don’t want to.” Joan’s eyes went wide, not believing she said that. It just came out! God, she was being so stupid! She covered her tracks. “Like you said, the quicker you get done, the more comfortable we’ll be.” Joan leaned in and gave Josh a lingering kiss on the lips before pulling away. “I’ll see you later.”

Joan turned and wriggled past the boxes back to the steps. She had just made it to the bottom landing when Josh called her from the top of the steps. She turned to see him standing at the top, crouching down, and then sitting with his feet propped on the top step. The two locked eyes without saying a word for nearly three minutes until Josh spoke up.

“Look … If it’s not too much trouble … Why don’t you call me later on tonight?” Josh did his best to put on the lost puppy dog, hopeful eyes that he was certain Joan could not resist. “I’ll be up, so don’t worry if it’s late.”

Joan’s heart swelled instantly, unknowingly snared by the trap Josh laid out for her. She melted from the loving eyes that he shot towards her, unable to resist his charms, or her body’s reaction. Without any hesitation, Joan replied, “I sure will.” She watched Josh’s face light up as he clapped his hands together, saying, ‘Great’.

Josh rose to his feet and went back to the bedroom knowing full well, that Joan was like a trapped rat that the giant cat was toying with. The web he was spinning around her was coming full circle, making her his first mark in the new neighborhood. He listened to the front door open and close as Joan left and crossed the street. He already had his plan for this evening set in stone, so he envisioned where things would go beyond tonight. The possibilities were endless as different scenarios kept popping into his wickedly scheming mind.

Joan felt a definite skip in her step as she scurried across the street. It wasn’t until she opened her door that the realization of what she agreed to do hit her. She agreed to call him tonight. Tonight! When Henry would be home! How in the hell was she going to manage that, without Henry knowing? Josh did say he’d be up late. Maybe he was implying that Joan should call after he went to sleep? The problem was that Henry never had a regular sleep schedule, and Joan usually fell asleep before he did. Joan had to think of a way to get him to sleep early, so that she’d have plenty of time to call Josh this evening. Joan resolved that a huge meal and a couple glasses of wine should do the trick. In the meantime, she retreated to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed, dreaming of romantic liaisons with her and Josh. Life was wonderful, and full of adventure.

Dinner with Henry was dull and mundane as usual, though Joan had to admit her mind was on Josh the entire time. She hardly paid any attention to Henry as he chatted animatedly during dinner. Joan picked at her small serving of spaghetti as Henry downed two hefty platefuls of his favorite meal, along with three glasses of Chianti. True to form, the heavy food and rich wine combined to make a very full stomach for Henry, who grew tired early. Joan coaxed him as best she could to go to bed and get a good night’s sleep, saying that she’d be coming to bed shortly.

Meanwhile, Josh had finished the white coat in the bedroom and headed to Brian’s as planned. Brian greeted him at the door and they immediately went to work in the basement. Lee appeared with two plates of Bar-B-Q sandwiches and chips while the men were taking a break. She quickly returned with beers for everyone as they sat around admiring their progress. Josh paid particular attention to Lee as she sat rather quietly, silently studying Josh. Brian, meanwhile, kept the conversation lively. Josh never missed a beat with Brian, but let Lee know that he noticed her staring. He could see her face turn red with embarrassment, being caught staring and daydreaming. Josh offered her a quick escape before Brian noticed. “I could really use another beer,” he announced, looking towards Lee. As if she read his mind, Lee jumped to her feet and raced up the steps, saying she’d fetch them. When Lee returned a few minutes later she was more composed, yet still not very conversational.

Josh felt like he was fishing in an overstocked pond. The fish were literally jumping into his boat for him to take home and fry up. He concocted a scheme for Lee to push her further along to see if his intuitions were correct. Once he and Brian finished the entertainment wall unit, Josh called it quits. He said he’d return to help with the bar, but never promised when. Brian agreed that it was getting late and they headed upstairs. The three of them shared a third beer at the kitchen table as Brian, and Lee, continually thanked him for his help. Josh then hugged Lee close, lingering a little longer than before, finally disengaging her and thanking her for dinner. Brian thanked him again as he escorted him to the door.

Josh ran home and up his steps into his secret room, bringing the phone with him. Sitting in the darkness he watched as the neighbors lights went out one by one until the bedroom lit up, showing the two of them walking into the bedroom. He was somewhat shocked to watch Lee push Brian backwards onto the bed and pounce on him like a mountain lion. Lee tore Brian’s shirt off and pinned him to the bed, nibbling on his nipples as she undid his jeans. As she shucked his jeans, she moved down the bed till her head was buried in his crotch. Josh watched as his neighbor’s head bobbed up and down on her husband’s prick, making it shine in the bedroom light. Josh’s hand had already moved to his own cock and was matching Lee’s head, stroke for stroke. Lee was like a woman possessed, stripping off her top and pants in record time. She crawled back over Brian and reached down to aim his cock at her hungry hole. Once she had his cock nudged between her wet lips, she sat up, pushing the hard rod up her twat. She slid down the pole till it was buried in her oven. Josh admired the way Lee slowly rocked back and forth, using Brian’s cock to get her off. Lee’s hands covered her bouncing breasts as she began humping up and down on the flag pole. She pinched her nipples, tugging and twisting as she continued sliding up and down the slick stick. Josh was amazed at how loud Lee became in the bedroom, clearly hearing her cries and curses as she trembled through several mini orgasms. Her right hand dipped to her crotch and started diddling her clit while she was still furiously banging down into Brian’s hips. “Fuck me,” she yelled, prompting Brian to start thrusting his hips upwards to meet every one of Lee’s downward thrusts. It didn’t take long for Brian to start grunting and pump viciously upwards, climbing nearer to his release. Brian soon echoed Lee’s cries, and bucked nearly two feet off the bed, locking his legs stiff and arching his back so that his as remained off the comforter. “Yes, yes, yessss,” Lee yelled out as Brian’s volcano erupted, sending his hot lava up into Lee’s convulsing cunt. Her pussy swallowed every drop of semen from the pulsing pole, and continued milking it as Brian went limp, falling back down to the bed. Lee collapsed atop Brian and kissed him passionately, their sweaty bodies pressed next to each other, and Brian’s deflating cock still embedded in Lee’s oozing orifice. Josh continued to watch in amazement as the two lay there, until Lee finally rolled off Brian. A few minutes later, Lee rose from the bed as Brian crawled beneath the covers for sleep.

As it seemed it was her ritual, Lee glided from the bedroom to the bathroom and started the shower, opening the curtain, and giving Josh a perfect view of her luscious body. Josh was awestruck to watch Lee sit on the edge of the tub and spread her legs wide, giving him a clear view of her freshly fucked furrow. Lee jammed two fingers into her mouth and quickly pulled out the spit soaked digits. She slid the slick fingers into her flowered folds and pumped a few times before pulling them back out. Josh could see the slimy strands of semen stuck to the fingers, leaving a thin tendril that eventually snapped, from the hole in whence it came from. Josh could not keep his throbbing cock from twitching as he watched Lee’s tongue snake out and lick her fingers clean. She repeated finger fucking herself and licking the fingers clean until she had digested most of what had been deposited in her snatch. Josh was beside himself, watching this seemingly shy, reserved woman, become a wild animal when it came to sex.

It all started making sense to Josh as he continued to watch Lee continue with her shower ritual. Just like before, she got herself off with the shower head, after thoroughly cleansing her body, inside and out! Lee stepped from the shower and finally headed off to bed. Josh figured that Lee had a sexual hunger that couldn’t be satisfied, yet kept it in check by satisfying herself on a nightly basis, especially since Brian seemed to always drift off to sleep after he climaxed. Josh’s plan became clearer and more solidified as he tucked his raging boner back into his boxers, wanting to save his reserve for tomorrow, when he hoped to use it. He continued to watch as Lee lie in bed and shut off the light, enveloping her in the darkness, almost forgetting about Joan.