The Divorcee Next Door

Transcript

Hey. Are the kids back yet? No? Shit.

And I thought I was getting here late. Weren't they supposed to be back by now? Have you talked to them this morning? They're staying longer to fish a little? No.

Of course they didn't call to tell me they were staying, but that's okay. I'm sure they knew your boys told you and figured that was good enough. Alright then.

Well, I guess I'll go. You sure I can wait here? Okay.

Yeah, thanks. Oh, no, I'm okay. I don't need a drink or anything, but thank you.

So it's pretty wild the boys are old enough to take a trip like this on their own, huh? I know they just went camping right down the road, but still, they're on their own. Oh yeah, of course they have each other, but that's sometimes worse, isn't it? I know, I know.

Y'all raised yours right, and I think mine are good kids. They're fine, I'm sure. So did they say how long they'd be? So we've still got a while.

Are you sure you don't mind me hanging around here? I don't want to impede or interrupt anything you were doing. You were bored anyway.

Okay then. So how's that all going, by the way? You know, the divorce? Yeah, I know.

It's not easy. Yeah, you know I've been through it. Listen, I just want you to know I'm here for you.

Sorry, I'm really sorry. I know that kind of came out of nowhere. Well, I remember how hard it was when I went through it last year.

It gets lonely. It gets tiring having to do everything by yourself. I know I was his friend, but I'm here for you too.

For whatever you need. Anything. Anything at all.

Like anything you might need around the house, or in the bedroom. Oh, I'm very serious. It's been, what, six months now since y'all separated? That's a long time for you to be alone.

Oh, come on. We're friends. We can talk about these things.

I'm being presumptuous? I'm being presumptuous? Then tell me, how many times have you been fucked in the last few months? And don't forget, I live right next door.

I can see you anytime I want. And I've seen all those nights that you've come home alone. And gone up to your room.

And, well, you know my bedroom window looks directly into yours. Mm-hmm. Yeah, it does.

Do you know how many times I've watched you writhe around on your bed? All along with your fingers buried in your cunt? Too many.

I'd like to help you with that. Then why do you keep the curtains open? Did you really think I wasn't watching? Uh-uh.

No. Let's not kid ourselves here. You knew I was watching, didn't you? Yes, you did.

And you fucking loved it. You loved the idea that I could be watching you undress. Lay naked on your bed and fuck yourself stupid with that little purple dildo of yours.

You loved knowing that I could see you squirm and shake after every orgasm you gave yourself. And it was all an imitation, wasn't it? Because you knew I'd make you feel way better than that.

And you wanted me to. And you wanted me to, didn't you? Well, here I am.

But tell me, why haven't you had anyone over? Why haven't you brought anyone home? I know you get hit on all the time when you go out.

Yeah, I may or may not have been at some of those same places lately. And I've seen the guys that talk to you. Your face gets a little red when they get close.

You smile at them, but I can tell you're hesitant. Why? You think you're too old for them? Baby, baby, baby.

If they're talking to you, they're interested. I'm not saying they're deserving, but they're definitely interested. I mean, how could they not be? But I'm so glad you decided they weren't good enough for you, because that's all it is.

They weren't good enough for you. Not the other way around. But I'm here now, so can I please show you what you deserve? Because I know you never got it before.

When you were married to him, he never treated you like you deserved. Did you know that? I always saw it, even when I was married too, but of course I never could say anything.

He'd talk about you two together, how adventurous you were, how perfect you were. I never had that with my life. I got jealous hearing him talk about you.

I was blown away when I found out he cheated on you. How could he throw that away? But then I realized maybe I had a shot with you, and I was honestly glad he fucked up like that.

And you never really let me in. Over the summer when I helped you finish that deck project he abandoned, all those nights I let the boys stay at the house so you could have fun. And all those nights I let the boys stay at the house so you could have some time to yourself.

All those times I offered to take you out to help you get your mind off things. All the times I offered my shoulder for you to cry. You really never got it? I want you.

I want to be here for you. I want to give you what he never did. Yes, please let me.

Fuck yes. Yes, I've wanted this for so long. You too? Fuck.

These, these thighs right here. And these beautiful pouty lips. Pouty lips? You are.

.. Oh, fuck your soft tummy. God, this ass.

I've wanted every piece of you for so goddamn long. Wait, wait. How long do we have before they're back? Fuck, that's long enough.

Listen, I've wanted this for so long and. .. Well, it's been a while for me too, so this won't take long at all.

Just this time though. Next time, we'll have to clear our schedules for like a whole weekend or something. Oh, come on.

Mm-hmm. Just take this dress off. Oh, and slide these off.

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Just look at you.

God, he fucked up. Who fucked up? Every fucking guy that ever let you go.

Namely your ex-husband for being an asshole. But every single guy who ever had your attention and let you get out of their grasp. Fucking idiots.

Lucky for me though. You too? Good.

Because I'm not letting you go. Just lay back for me, baby. Mm-hmm, just like that.

Oh, fuck, you're such a good girl. Look. Look right over there, out your window.

Yep, that's my bedroom. Do you know how many nights I fucked fist while I watched you play with yourself? Yeah, yeah, it's a little fucked up.

But you love it, don't you? Yes, you do. And you're going to love coming around my cock this time instead of your fingers, aren't you? Oh, fuck, yes, you are.

Oh, God. You feel bigger than I've ever imagined. All those nights I watched you spread yourself on this bed.

Just wishing I could be in here with you. God, it made me so hard to even just think about it the next day. Sometimes I'd crack my window open, hoping I could just hear you.

Yeah, sometimes I could. You're not exactly quiet. Oh, fuck.

Yes, the sounds of you moaning and whimpering while you come. God, it'd send me right over the fucking edge and I'd come so fucking close. God, it'd send me right over the fucking edge and I'd come so fucking hard.

I need to hear it now. Okay, baby? Moaning and whimpering for me like you do when you're alone.

Oh, just like that. I'll say my name, baby. Oh, fuck, yes, that's it.

That's a good girl. That's a good girl. Oh, God.

You're gonna make me come. Are you ready? You want me to fill you up? Fuck, yes, you do.

Are you ready, baby? Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, that's it.

That's a good girl. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck, they're back. I guess that was decent timing anyway. Yeah, well, just tell them you wanted me to check out that broken ladder to the attic.

I know that thing's been messed up for ages. Yeah, they'll buy their kids. Oh, yeah.

This isn't a one-time thing, you know. I need this again. I need you again, okay? Yes.

Oh, fuck, yes. I'm so glad I came over.