Tied-Up Neighbors

By Ken James

Sexy games with the neighbor boy . . .

Yvette Gill and her husband Jim have a harmless little game. He ties her up naked in the back yard, leaves for a few hours, then comes back and pretends to be a stranger discovering the bound woman.

Everything changed when hunky next door neighbor Paul found Yvette and things got out of hand.

Now, Paul is back for more. But, Yvette and Jim have a surprise for the sexy young stud . . .

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ken James
• Release date: Mar 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370346714

Ken James

I was born in Denver and raised in Cheyenne, Wyoming. My first time with another boy was in my early teens. Girls came a few years later.After I graduated from the University of Wyoming, I spent a year as a roadie for a series of rock and roll bands, then moved to Austin to work for a computer company.I started writing in grade school and was a reporter on my junior high and high school papers. My lover (now husband) and I published a gay newspaper in Austin for several years.I've been writing gay and bisexual erotic fiction since 2003.I live in Austin with my husband Wayde.

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Tied-Up Neighbors

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Ken James

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Copyright © 2018 by Ken James

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, organizations, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locales, organizations, or events is entirely coincidental. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

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Dedication

Thanks to Wayde, my greatest fan, best friend, and husband, for all his love, enthusiasm, and support.

Contents

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Four

Author's Note

About Ken James

A preview of My Sexy Roommate

Other books by Ken James

One

I'd had a crush on Mrs. Gill ever since she and her husband moved next door. She was slim, with a pretty face, long straight brown hair, medium-sized tits, and a tight little ass. He was a great big muscular Marine Sergeant with a black buzz-cut.

One day, she'd gotten all sweaty while washing her car. She hosed herself down, soaking her tight little bikini and showing her nipples through the tightly-stretched wet cloth. I took my stiff cock out and stepped closer to the window to see better as she cupped her breasts and ran her thumbs over her nipples.

She glanced at our house, then picked up the hose and pressed it against her bikini bottom, directing the water stream between her legs. I came after a few strokes, splashing a big load of thick milky cum on the living room window.

A few weeks later, Mrs. Gill forgot to close her bedroom blinds and I saw her coming out of the shower. She was naked, drying her hair with a towel.

She took the towel back into the bathroom. I grabbed my binoculars, turned my room lights off, then stood by the window with my jeans and briefs pulled down around my ankles.

Mrs. Gill came back, still stark naked, and walked toward the window. Her pear-shaped tits, with nipples the size of quarters, were the perfect size for her body. Her crotch was hairless and her neatly-rolled little pussy lips were barely visible in the shadows between her legs. I let go of my stiff rod to hold the heavy binoculars steady.

She stood motionless, looking out the window. I froze when her eyes locked with mine. I was pretty sure she couldn't see me in the dark.

Mrs. Gill smiled briefly, then looked down at her trim athletic body. She put a hand on her breast and traced slow circles around her nipple. I moaned softly, wishing I could touch her beautiful tits.

Oh fuck! She let her hand slide down between her legs and stood at the window with her eyes closed, gently fingering herself. I propped my elbow on the window sill to steady the binoculars and wrapped my free hand around my stiff cock.

The binoculars bumped into the window, sending a soft ringing noise through the night air. Mrs. Gill's eyes snapped open and I jumped back from the window. She smiled again and pinched a nipple, then turned and slowly walked away. I set the binoculars down and jacked my dick frantically while I stared at her rolling buttocks. She finally reached the door and turned the light off, then went down the hall, still naked.

After that, Mrs. Gill left the blinds open every few nights. She'd stand in front of the window for several minutes, gazing out into the darkness and touching herself lightly, then turning and slowly walking away. I'd watch her through the binoculars, trying to memorize every detail, then spend half the night fantasizing about her while I jacked off.

In the next few years, I mowed the lawn and ran errands for Mrs. Gill. We never said or did anything, but I felt a definite heat between us. I told myself it was just my fantasies, but I didn't really believe that. I guess that's what led up to that day during my freshman year at college.

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It was Saturday afternoon and my friend