"Surely she'll come home soon." Bill shrugged.

"Will you take her back?" Rebecca asked. He considered it.

"I suppose so," he said.

Rebecca, cup of sugar in hand, came and stand beside Bill where he sat slumped and dejected in a chair.

She eyed him speculatively.

Rebecca had not had a date – and therefore had not been fucked – for several days at the moment. She flicked her pink tongue across her lower lip and her eyes gleamed.

She said, "I think that Peggy is a fool to leave a lovely man like you, Bill."

Bill looked up at her.

"She won't find anyone more… attractive," she said.

"Well, thanks," he said. He managed a grin, despite his despondency. "But the thing is, she is going to have other men. Whether they're better than I or not doesn't really matter. I hate the thought of Peggy putting her pussy around town."

"And what about you?" she asked. "What do you mean?"

"While your wife is out screwing other men, what are you going to do for love, Bill?"

They gazed at each other.

"I hadn't thought of that yet," he said. Rebecca grinned.

"But you've got a great big hard on," she said.

Bill blushed – but not deeply. "So I have," he agreed.

Rebecca put the cup down on the end table. She stood, facing him. She was smiling with her lips but the look in those jade green eyes was far from amused. She licked her lips.

Bill's head was tilted back as he gazed up at her. His cock stretched his trousers up like a tent.

"Shall I?" Rebecca asked, her voice husky. "What?" he croaked.

"Shall I empty it for you, Bill?"

Bill groaned softly. He nodded.

"I'd like that," he said. Rebecca was still grinning.

"What are good neighbors for?" she said. Bill had been stunned by his wife's departure and now he was doubly stunned by Rebecca's offer, unexpected as it had been. He just sat there, staring at her, his prick pounding away like a jack hammer in his pants. Rebecca understood that it was up to her to take the initiative this first time. That was no hardship at all. She knelt before him and began to rub his cock through his trousers. When she felt that surging coil of hot meat, she gasped in delight. It had looked huge. In her hands, it felt even bigger.