Poor Linda! the young redhead thought, wondering how long Jake has been pulling this kind of thing. She realized she should go back to the patio and ignore the sordid scene next door, but she was fascinated. She couldn't help herself. She wanted to see what would happen next.

The watching housewife stood transfixed by the fence as her next-door neighbor covered the young woman's tits with kisses.

"Ooooohh, Jake honey, you have the sweetest lips. You're making my titties feel so good!" Rita was running her fingers through the older man's hair, encouraging him in his lewd ministrations. "Aaaaahhh… it's heavenly, Jake darling."

"Mmmm-hmmm! You betcha, Rita baby! You have got the most sensational tits I've even seen in my life. Except maybe for Heather Perkins next door. But she's definitely out of range… at the moment!"

Rita giggled. "Oh, you naughty man! You've no sooner caught one woman, than you're daydreaming about the next one."

"That's what keeps the old dick hard, baby!"

"Well, in that case, I won't complain. Suck my tits some more, Jake honey!"

Heather was dumfounded. To hear her own name brought up in the conversation left her flabbergasted. She had always thought of Jake Whitcomb as an attractive man, but that was where her speculations ended. After all, she was married… and Jake was married.

What more was there to think?

But now it turned out that Jake was a philanderer. And that he had been having lustful thoughts about her! Poor Linda!

Before she could suppress them, Heather felt little titillating tingles running up and down her spine. She was horny, easy prey for thoughts of an attractive man. And Jake was definitely attractive…