Neighbor's work (Suite 1) Since our last report I have not returned to Pascal's house. Our relationship is growing too much, and I want him more than Martine who only shows up once a week, as if out of obligation! For me it’s out of desire! I walk around the house in circles, all I think about is him (or her, Pascale).He called me, I pretended I had a cold. I mentally relive our antics, and I get a hard-on, I'm not cured. The weekend is coming. As usual, a small meal is planned for this Friday evening at home. Martine arrives at 6:00 p.m., goes to make herself comfortable and returns in a short floral trapeze dress which is slit and reveals her knees and thighs. I ordered a Royal couscous from the caterer, for the wine, I took a Rosé de Provence which goes very well with it. Thoughtful, I prepare the table, as well as the aperitif, a Martini for Martine and today I opted for a Ricard. I serve everything in the living room with appetizers, the couscous just needs to be reheated when needed, it will only be better. As we go to have an aperitif, the doorbell rings in the hallway. Martine looks at me and asks: “Are you expecting people? “ " No, of course ! “ “I’ll see, don’t worry, if they’re touts I’ll send them away!” “ I hear talking in the hall, some laughter and the door closing. “Come in, follow me, François will be happy to see you!” “ There, fortunately I’m sitting, my legs are trembling! Now in front of me Pascal introduces himself and stands in front of me. I get up with difficulty, overwhelmed by surprise and the desire to take him in my arms. He is handsome as a king, and holds out his hand to me. “What a pleasure to see you François! Since your last phone call, no news, I was worried about you, you are better, you look a little better! “Sit down, what are you having as an aperitif? ”“retorts Martine. “I won’t want to disturb you and impose my presence, come on, just a Ricard like François!” “ Martine runs to the kitchen to get some fresh water, Pascal takes the opportunity to lean over and take my mouth! I don't want to push him away and my tongue is already searching his palate! Pascal pulls himself together and sits down, asking me if I'm feeling better. Martine already arrives with a carafe of fresh water. Without asking me, she announces: “Don’t worry, François will be able to resume your work on Monday, right my darling? “ Yes, of course From Monday 1:30 p.m., I will be there Pascal! “ Thank you François, I was already bored! To your health,” he said, clinking glasses with Martine. “You can call me Pascal and address me as “pretty lady!” “ “And what’s more, Monsieur is gallant!” You stay for dinner with us Pascal, there’s enough food for a regiment!” “With pleasure, I don't have too many moments of conviviality, you are kind and superb. “ Martine blushed flattered, I know her, she must be very wet. Without knowing it, she spread her legs and gave Pascal a priceless point of view! After two aperitifs, we sit down at the table. Contact is well established between Pascal and Martine, I'm jealous even if I know that Pascal must prefer my gender than Martine, but you never know! The couscous evening goes well with our surprise guest. Sitting next to Martine, Pascal does not stop talking with her, not hesitating if necessary to touch her arm during the conversation. I feel like I'm holding a candle. Martine's eyes are bright, and she laughs like when she's had too much to drink. I re-opened a bottle and refilled glasses for everyone.The moment I was waiting for arrives, she declares: “Please excuse me, I drank a little too much, I’m going to lie down!” “ You're right Martine, I'll go with you and you'll take a pill so you don't have a headache. I'm coming Pascal! “ I help Martine upstairs, I take off her dress and leave her with her red underwear. I fill a glass of water and give him two sleeping pills. She swallows them without complaint and drinks the glass of water. I lay her down on the sheet and kiss her, she has already closed her eyes. I make sure to spread her thighs, her panties fit nicely between her wet lips. I go back down to Pascal, and kiss him greedily. His hand is already fiddling with my penis through my pants! “Wait, a little digestive and we’ll laugh afterwards!” “ We sit on the couch and resume our kisses. Before his cognac, he opens my fly and sucks me, swallowing my glans with relish! His lick is enjoyable, and he gets what he wants, my juice!I pour my liquor while holding his head, he swallows it lovingly. Before drinking our brandy, we share my sperm in a fiery kiss. We stay for ten minutes, hugging like two lovers.Our digestive finished, I anno ...

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