Going Down On My Neighbour Pooja

When my wife and I had a toddler, she decided to quit teaching and be a stay-at-home mom. We still needed more money than my job was providing so my wife began a daycare service in our house.

Our neighbors were in a similar situation. The husband was in the same business as me and they needed additional income. Pooja, the wife, decided to go to the school to be a nurse but needed someone to watch their three kids who were about the same age as ours. Since we lived across the street from them, my wife was their choice to provide daycare.

Pooja would come over to pick the kid up when she got home from the classes. She started confiding in my wife about her marriage. It seemed her husband would spend long hours working and when he would be at home, all he wanted to do was drink beer and watch TV.

Pooja told my wife who then told me that Praveen, her husband, spent all his free time with his buddies going to the pub and playing snooker. He wasn’t interested in her or the kids. She even confessed to my wife that Praveen was so self-centered that when they had sex, all he wanted to do was have her blow him or do her in the butt!

Praveen’s sexual callousness totally blew me away because Pooja was incredibly pretty and had a sweet personality to match her physical attractiveness.

I am sure my wife told me what Pooja told her in an effort to make me realize how much of an ass Praveen was. And my wife partly wanted to make me realize that I was an ass too, because I was frequently hinting that I wished she would give me an occasional blowjob and that I was turned on by the thought of anal sex, which was definitely not on her list of things she’d ever do.

Well, one day my wife had an appointment and Pooja was late picking her kids up. So my wife left me with all the five kids until Pooja could get them. When Pooja got home, she came over and all the kids were happily playing in the basement. So she decided to talk to me like she often did with my wife. Somehow the conversation became very personal and sexual. Pooja flat-out asked me if I ever “go down” on my wife.

I very openly confessed that it was my favorite thing to do and that my wife and I never had sex without me going down on her, but that my wife very rarely went down on me. I could tell by Pooja’s breathing that the conversation was turning her on as much as it was me. So I continued to talk about it, as she didn’t tell me not to.

I figured that Pooja didn’t know my wife had told me about Praveen’s interests. So I told Pooja that I was frustrated with the sex in my marriage because my wife didn’t enjoy giving blowjobs. I also told her that I really wanted to experience anal sex but my wife was refusing. I wanted to manipulate her into doing all those to me.

Pooja stood up as if to leave so I stood up as well. I was expecting her to call the kids upstairs but, instead, she walked up to me and kissed me right on the lips. She then suggested that if I was willing to help relieve some of her frustrations, she would relieve some of mine!

She began undoing my belt and pants, then pulled them down, knelt on the floor and took me in her mouth. To say I was blown away would be an understatement. But the attention to detail she was blowing me was beyond words.

I was afraid the kids might run upstairs at any time but I couldn’t resist taking the risk. Before I got too aroused, I stood her up and pulled her shorts down to her ankles. I made her sit on the couch. I then proceeded to discover what a fool her husband was as I went down on her and she nearly squeezed my head off!

After she had the biggest orgasm I had ever witnessed, we traded places and she “did me” until I came in her mouth and she swallowed it all (something else my wife had never done).

I would love to say that we then had anal sex but reality isn’t usually as good as fantasy. I wasn’t going to be able to “perform” for a while anyway. Also, it was getting increasingly likely that someone would come upstairs. So we got ourselves back together and said our “thank you’s”, collected the kids, and she left.

The next day we talked about what happened on the phone. We agreed it was very nice but also agreed it was a one-off between two needy people. But I always wanted more but couldn’t risk blowing my cover, so I took it slow.

Also these encounters we rare opportunities to jumpstart my boring sex life and we ended up having some great time. It was at her place sometimes, mine sometimes, kitchen, basement, garage or the lodges next town, we had a blast.

We knew if this was going on, it would be found out by our partners. So we gave it a rest for couple of months. Later on Pooja started avoiding me. I don’t know why I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I even thought about her while I had boring intercourse with my boring wife.

Yes, I know what I am doing is wrong, maybe I really wanted to do it. I wanted to have that pleasure of someone blowing me. But Pooja really avoided me. We never met after that.

About a year later, Pooja confessed to me that she had fallen in love with one of her male nursing instructors. A few months after that, she divorced Praveen and moved in with her lover. Meanwhile, my wife and I have been married for over 4 years. But that’s partly because my wife never found out about the encounter I had with our neighbor.

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