Sexy Neighbors, Naughty Birthday Surprises and Seductive Weekends

By Kim Parker

A collection of three hot and steam tales about sexy wives, naughty neighbors and special lovers for a weekend! This bundle contains three stories which are available for sale individually, or here in one place for your convenience. The stories included are:

Hot for my Neighbor's Son
A Special Birthday Gift
Passion in the Hamptons

(Adults only! 18+)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kim Parker
• Release date: Apr 15, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311656926

Kim Parker

Hi all. For a few years now I've been writing erotica privately, for my own satisfaction. I write what I enjoy reading and hope that others will find my stories entertaining.

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Sexy Neighbors, Naughty Birthday Surprises and Seductive Weekends

By Kim Parker

Text Copyright © 2016 Kim Parker

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DISCLAIMER: All characters are over 21 in this work of FICTION intended for ADULTS who are of the legal age to read such material in their location. No reference to persons alive or dead is intended or inferred, and all actions portrayed herein are between consenting adults. This work contains scenes of consensual masturbation, oral sex, and penetrative sex between male and female adults, and also features adult language and description. If this material is offensive, or illegal for you to view in your current location, then DO NOT read any further.

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Table of Contents

Book One: Hot For My Neighbor’s Son

Book Two: A Special Birthday Gift

Book Three: Passion in the Hamptons

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Hot for my Neighbor’s Son

By Kim Parker

My hands had trembled as I carefully pulled the stocking up my leg. I didn’t want to damage the silky material, but my apprehension and excitement for why I was dressing so sexily was making me nervous. Once it was around my soft, creamy thigh, I took a steadying breath before reaching for the other black stocking, loving the contrast between my pale skin and the dark material. With it on, I moved from my bed and stood in front of the mirror, and looked over my lingerie-covered body. I had a sensual, black half-cup bra that barely covered my 34C breasts, a hint of my pink areola peeking at the top of the cup. My smooth, toned stomach led to down to my wide hips and the thong I was wearing. I turned and peeked at my ass cheeks, liking how they looked with the tiny piece of fabric settled between them. As a woman in my mid thirties, I felt I looked very good. I grabbed my black dress and stepped into it, zipping it up and taking one last look in the mirror. The garment hugged my figure in the all the right places and stopped just below the tops of my stockings, allowing me to show off my long legs. Now dressed, I put on a little perfume to complete my ensemble, and shook my curly blonde hair out with my hands, and then headed next door, to my rendezvous with my neighbor’s son. We’d done a few things over the couple of days, things I wouldn’t have thought I would ever do with him, but we’d not had sex yet. And that was something that would soon change.

I suppose I should talk about how I came to be lustful for my neighbor’s boy, Michael. He was incredibly gifted mentally, but also a strong athlete; a rare combination in my experience with men. He was twenty-five, and home for the summer from university, where he was working towards a PhD, something that impressed me very much. My situation was that I was divorced, and although I’d had a few dates here and there, I’d never gone steady with anyone since my now ex-husband, and I hadn’t made love. My ex-husband had moved into the city, into a little apartment where he was living it up with his secretary. So, being alone most of the time, I had try and find a friend to accompany me to any work functions that I was required to attend, which I usually managed to do, so I wasn’t alone. However, on this specific occasion, the event came up very suddenly and none of my friends could come with me, so I was faced with going alone. I’d been complaining about this to Michael’s mother when he came into the room and overheard what we were talking about. He told me that he would be happy to come along if I didn’t have a date, as he was free and was happy to help. We had always gotten along well, and as his mother didn’t have a problem with it, I accepted. I was grateful to have some company on the cab ride to and from the party, and the company of someone I liked the whole night. When the evening came, everything went well, and I was pleased to see envious looks from some of the office girls when I came in with him on my arm, as he was tall, blonde, and handsome, and could have his pick of any woman he wanted. He handled any questions as to why he was accompanying me well, saying that he was a friend of the family and was happy to accompany me for the night. He was a perfect gentleman, staying at my side, mingling with me, and then after the party was over and we had took a cab home, he walked me up the path to my front door. It was the nicest date I’d had in years, and I don’t know if it was influenced by the wine we’d had to drink, but as we stood outside my front door there was a definite feeling of attraction.

Thank you for a wonderful evening. I’m sorry you got saddled shuffling around with an old woman. I remember saying.

You’re hardly an old woman. You looked beautiful tonight. If I may say so, you’re completely in your prime. Michael had said, standing just a foot away from me. I looked into his blue eyes and felt a long absent tingle of arousal and excitement.

Well, thank you for saying. I said, blushing and with my stomach filling with butterflies. I looked down at my feet, and then back up at him, smiling. I wanted to kiss him, in fact, I could say I felt a need to kiss him, but was afraid of crossing a line that shouldn’t be crossed. As though he was reading my mind, his hands moved carefully to my waist, his eyes never leaving mine as he pulled me close to him. I didn’t resist, I didn’t want to resist, I just melted into him, letting him take control of me as his hands wrapped around my back. Briefly, I was scared someone might see us, and then he whispered my name.

Selina. He said with his manly voice.

Oh, Michael, we shouldn’t do this.

Do what? He asked, leaning in and pressing his lips to mind. It was like an explosion of feelings. Arousal, lust, and excitement as his lips pressed to mine. It was tender, and against my better judgment, I kissed him back. Our lips danced together for a few moments, and then my lips parted and his tongue snaked into my mouth. It was delightful and erotic; he was an expert kisser, and I was sure this was a kiss that had led him to many bedrooms. If he’d asked to take me right then and there I wouldn’t have said anything but yes, but instead he remained a gentleman, kissing me deeply and passionately, and then pulling back, sealing the intense kiss with a small peck