She wants to have some fun with her neighbour

Helen considered releasing Adam from his Thespian spell there and then. She had messed with him enough, and the longer this went on the harder it would be to reconcile. She had been angry with him, sure, but she was no longer mad and now felt foolish for her behaviour. However, the sight of 'Clive' sipping his tea, and the fact she was now sitting alone with him in his house, gave Helen another idea.

"Actually," Helen said, shifting a little closer to 'Clive', "I was hoping we could chat about you and me."

'Clive' frowned. "I'm not sure what you mean Helen."

Helen put her hand on his knee. "Come on Clive, I know you like me. When you helped Adam and I move into our new home I could feel your eyes on me."

"But, I, uh..." 'Clive' stammered, his face flushing red. The spell was still forcing him to act like their neighbour and Helen found it amusing watching him try to resist the magic.

"It's ok," Helen whispered, her hand moving up his leg. "I've been thinking about you too. I've been fantasising about what I'd do if I ever had the opportunity to get you alone. You know, with Donna not here."

"But Helen, we can't do anything," 'Clive' protested, a slight tremor in his voice. "We'll get caught."

"Not if we're careful," Helen countered, her hand reaching his crotch and rubbing his cock through his trousers. It was hardening under her touch and Helen's mouth began to water. She had made him cum only a few hours ago with the help of Michelle's body, so now he'd surely last a good long while.

"We... should... stop..." 'Clive' panted, but his tone belied his words. His hands moved to grab Helen, but stopped short, trembling as they hovered above her arms. Adam was clearly trying to regain control. Whether it was to end things or take things further was unclear, but Helen didn't care. She wanted to dictate the pace.

"You want this," Helen said, leaning closer. "I can see the hunger in your eyes. Let go and enjoy it. No one will find out. Just you and me."

'Clive' moaned and Helen knew she had won. He was no longer fighting her. She unzipped his fly and fished out his cock. It was fully erect and twitching. She ran her fingers over it lightly, tracing the veins along the shaft. There were some remnants of his earlier orgasm dried on his member, and Helen brought her fingers up to her nose.

"You've been busy," she teased, looking up and making eye contact with him. "But I like a man who enjoys himself."

'Clive' stared back at her, lust filling his eyes. He didn't speak, but the desire in his gaze was palpable.

Helen shifted position on the sofa, lowering her head to his crotch and taking his cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head of his shaft, eliciting a moan from her partner. As she licked, her hand massaged his balls. The taste of him, both sweet and salty, was intoxicating.

'Clive's' hips rose involuntarily, pushing his cock deeper into Helen's mouth. She took the cue and bobbed her head up and down, her hand pumping his shaft in tandem with her head movements. Helen loved the sound of him panting, and his moans. His hands found their way into her hair, his fingers tangling in her locks as he gently thrust into her mouth.

Suddenly 'Clive' pushed her back, his cock popping free from her mouth.

"Helen," he moaned, his breathing heavy. "I want to fuck you. I want to taste you. I want to do everything to you."

Helen shivered at his words. "That sounds wonderful," she replied. She stood up and slipped off her trousers, exposing her panties. Her eyes met his as her hand moved down to rub her pussy through the fabric. 'Clive's' eyes followed her hand as he watched her play with herself.

"Look at how wet I am for you," she whispered, her finger dipping into her entrance. "I've been aching for you. For a mature man to show me what I've been missing."

'Clive' sat forward, his hands gripping the sides of the sofa. His gaze was locked onto Helen's underwear, watching her play with herself. Helen grinned wickedly as she saw a small trickle of drool leak out of the corner of his mouth.

"You want to taste me?" Helen asked, her hand now rubbing the gusset of her panties. She could feel the moisture from her pussy leaking through the material and coating her fingers.

"Yes, please," he murmured, licking his lips.

Helen slipped her panties down and kicked them off. She parted her legs and ran a finger along her slit. She brought her finger up to her mouth and sucked on it.

"Mmm," she purred, her eyes closed. "I taste delicious."

'Clive's' eyes widened and his cock twitched. He swallowed and looked up at Helen's face.

"Please," he pleaded. "I need to taste you."

Helen returned to the sofa and lay down. She spread her legs and beckoned to him.

'Clive' crawled over and positioned his head between her legs. His coarse hands slid under her buttocks, gripping her firm, round cheeks. He inhaled deeply, his breath hot against her skin.

"Fuck, you smell amazing," he groaned, his lips mere inches from her glistening pussy.

Helen writhed on the sofa, her body tingling with anticipation. 'Clive' ran his tongue along the length of her slit, pausing to tease her clit. She gasped, arching her back, as his tongue flicked her nub.

'Clive' continued lapping at her, his tongue probing her entrance, sliding in and out, before returning to her clit. He sucked and nibbled at her button, making her cry out with pleasure. Between thoughts of how good his tongue felt and the desire for more, Helen wondered if this was Adam or Clive's technique. Perhaps it was a combination of the two.

"You taste divine," 'Clive' murmured. "I could eat you all day."

Helen giggled and moaned in response. She loved hearing him talk like that. His voice was so deep and masculine. She felt his tongue plunge into her pussy, and his fingers join it, teasing her clit as they did.

"Oh god!" Helen cried out. "Don't stop! I'm so close!"

'Clive' increased his speed, his tongue and fingers working in tandem. He grunted as his face pressed deeper into her folds, his stubble grazing her skin.

"I'm cumming!" Helen screamed. "Oh, oh, aaaah!"

Her body shook as she came, her juices gushing onto his face. 'Clive' kept going, his tongue lapping up her nectar. He growled, the vibration tickling her clit.

"Oh my god," Helen breathed. "Oh Clive, that was incredible." She stroked his head, his hair thick and soft.

'Clive' rose up, his lips glistening with her juices. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and smiled. "Would you like to continue, my dear?"

Helen nodded, her pussy aching to be filled. "I want you to fuck me, Clive," she whispered.

"As you wish," he said. 'Clive' grabbed Helen's ankles and positioned her legs so that her feet rested on his shoulders. He shuffled forward, his cock rubbing against her soaking slit.

Helen gazed down at his dick, the head now lined up with her entrance. It wasn't huge, but there was something enticing about the thought of having a man of Clive's age inside her. Having his experienced cock plunge into her.

"What are you waiting for?" she teased.

'Clive' grinned. He thrust his hips, his cock entering her in one fluid motion. Helen gasped, the feeling of fullness overwhelming her.

"Oh god," she moaned, her head thrown back. "I need this. I've needed this for so long."

'Clive' grunted as he pumped his shaft into her, his hands gripping her legs for support. His face was contorted in concentration, his brow furrowed and his jaw clenched.

"Harder," Helen urged. "Fuck me harder."

'Clive' obliged, slamming his cock deeper inside her. He leaned forward, pushing her knees towards her chest. Helen gripped his forearms, her nails digging into his skin.

"Yes," she gasped. "Just like that. Oh fuck yes!"

'Clive' grunted, his rhythm slowing slightly. "I'm going to cum soon," he growled. "I'm so close."

"Not yet," Helen pleaded. "Not until I've finished again."

'Clive' grimaced. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. Helen moaned as he began to rub her nub.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she purred. "Keep going. I'm nearly there."

'Clive's' face was red with exertion, his brow slick with sweat. He panted, his breath coming in short gasps. His fingers danced across her clit, each stroke bringing her closer to the edge.

Helen's legs trembled, her body tensing. She arched her back, her head pressing against the sofa cushion.

"Oh god, oh fuck, Clive you god! Keep going, I'm almost there!"

'Clive' groaned. He slammed his cock deeper into her, his rhythm faltering.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. "I'm going to cum. Fuck, fuck, I can't hold on!"

Helen cried out as her second orgasm overtook her. Her pussy clenched around 'Clive's' cock. She screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head.

'Clive' shouted and exploded inside her, his seed shooting deep into her core. His cock pulsed, filling her with his cum.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he gasped, collapsing onto her. His body trembled as his orgasm subsided.

"Wow," Helen panted, her heart pounding. "That was incredible."