I worked my way out from under the confines of the sink and sat up, just as Camila sat back on her butt, her hands positioned behind her, her legs spread wide. I could see the moisture build up on her center. She bit down on her lower lip, as I crawled on all fours toward her.
Camila slipped on to her back as I hovered over her naked body.
"Fuck me, Lauren," she pleaded. "I want to feel that cock of yours inside of me. Fuck me!"
I couldn't get out of my jeans fast enough. I stood and stripped out of my them as Camila lay sprawled naked on the kitchen floor in front of me. I stripped off my underwear and my t-shirt. Camila sat up and took my cock in her hand, running her fingers along the back side of it. She slipped it into her mouth and hummed as she worked her head back and forth. I rested my hand on the top of her wet head. My secret fantasies were coming true.
"Come on," I beckoned, holding out my hand.
"We can't do this here," I remarked.
Camila took my hand in hers and I helped her to her feet. She barely reached my shoulders, standing barefoot and naked in front of me. I gently massaged her 36-b cup breasts, lightly feeling her nipples, which were rock hard. Camila pressed her mound against my swollen cock.
I took her by the hand and we hastily retreated to the master bedroom.
Camila yanked the covers from the bed and lay sprawled on the sheets, face up. I positioned myself between her legs and gingerly inserted a lone finger into her hot pussy. She moaned her approval. I alternated between my fingers and my tongue, driving her into an orgasmic frenzy. She shuddered as I placed my mouth over the hood that covered her clit and hummed. The vibrations drove her crazy.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Camila begged.
I kissed her pubic area and slowly worked my way up her tight little body, working my tongue over her nipples as she clenched her fists and beat on my back. Camila was crying, begging for me to put my cock into her flooded pussy. I hovered over her, my arms on either side of her torso, just under her arm pits.
My cock pressed against her lower abs. She was in fantastic shape. I was more than ready.
Camila spread her legs and I positioned myself for entry into the glory zone. She grabbed my cock and worked it back and forth across her clit, then slipped it into the opening of her vagina, using her fingers to push me in. Her pussy was tight. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on the shaft of my cock.
Camila moaned her approval as I pushed my pelvis against hers. I rhythmically worked myself in and out of her, as she grunted her approvals.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Camila breathlessly opined. I couldn't hold back.
I shot my first stream of cum deep inside her pussy. As I did, she pulled her nails across my back and screamed, "Fuuuck me!"
My second jet was equally as forceful as the first one. Camila's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She turned an ashen white and then almost a purplish color as I shot several more jets of cum deep into her tiny body. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Camila trembled as my cock pulsated deep within her vagina. Camila locked her arms around my neck, her fingers interlocking. She wasn't letting go for nothing.
I rolled on to my back and pulled Camila on top of me. We kissed and cuddled like life-long lovers.
Camila propped herself up and looked at me.
"I have wanted you for years," she remarked.
"Me too," I confided.
"But you and I both know that we have to be very careful," Camila remarked. I agreed. We were both going into uncharted and dangerous territory.
"I still love Harry," Camila remarked, "It's just we haven't had sex in a very long time."
The same was true for Keana and I. Camila ran her fingers across my breasts.
"How could she not like this body?" Camila inquired.
"It's not just her," I replied. "It's my fault as well."
"I had forgotten what it was like to have real meaningful sex. I reasoned it was more the thrill of the chase than the capture, although, in this case, it was more about the capture than the thrill of the chase. Ours was an accidental and fortuitous hookup."
"Fortuitous or not," Camila responded, "I'm happy and I hope you are as well."
I was. I finished the plumbing job, wearing only my underwear, with Camila sitting beside me, totally naked. I put on my jeans and my shirt and stepped outside to turn on the water. I left the front door open, and told Camila to holler if anything leaked. Nothing leaked. For that I was happy.
I gave Camila a light kiss on the lips, grabbed my tool box and headed back next door.
"Did you get it fixed?" Keana asked.
Before I could answer, the phone rang.
"Sure," I heard Keana say into the phone, "I'll send her right over."
I didn't say a word.
"Camila said she was about to take a shower and the shower knob just fell off," Keana reported.
"How fortuitous," I remarked.
Keana looked at me and smiled.
"I guess she likes your handiwork."
I had to agree.
The good neighbor (G!P)
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