the other neighbors

Maryanne walked gingerly to the neighbors on the other side. The Fienbergs were a nice older couple who kept to themselves but were always friendly when Maryanne crossed paths. She knocked on the door.

Mr. Fienberg opened the door. His mouth dropped open so fast and far, his dentures slipped.

"Mr. Fienberg, I'm celebrating my totally awesome new nudist lifestly, and I'm like so totally horny. Do you have a cucumber or carrot I can fuck myself with?" said Maryanne in a voice so perky, bubbly, and ditzy it was almost as humiliating as her nakedeness.

Mr. Fienberg pushed his dentures back in. "Wha...what? What is this?" he said staring at Maryanne's breasts.

"I'm like so totally horny, I need to fuck my widdle wet pussy with a veggie!"

"Who is it, Morris?" asked a voice. Mrs. Fiengold's gray curly head popped up over Morris's shoulder. "Oh my dear god!" she said. She shoved Morris aside. "What is the meaning of this?"

Maryanne wanted to run away and crawl in a 300 foot deep well, but her mouth opened, and she said, "I was just telling Morrie here how horny my little ol' self is and was wondering if you had like a cucumber or a carrot I could..."

Mrs. Fienberg cut her off. "Listen, you...you Jezebel! I don't know who you think you are, but I'm going to call the cops if you ever do this again. This is disgusting! Go home and take a long cold shower, you hussy!"

"Well, fuck you both!" said Maryanne. She turned and ran back to her apartment.

Soon Maryanne was taking a long cold shower. The vibrator kept going, and the cold water battled the heat in her groin. After a while, she got out of the shower and lay in her bead and started fingering herself to get herself to orgasm five times. She had been so humiliated tonight she had a hard time getting off. It took her a half an hour just orgasm the first two times, and her wrist and fingers were getting sore. Then the phone rang.