The Burbs.
written by:
Shuggie

The Burbs.

Working hard to get my landscaping business off the ground, from the age of eighteen I had poured blood, sweat and tears into a business that just wouldn't grow. Suddenly at the age of 22, for no explainable reason, I was suddenly snowed under with work.

A year later, I met Julie and it seemed that my life was starting to fall into place. Julie was everything I had hoped for in a girl, good looking, petite, and had the most amazing small breasts I had ever seen on a woman.

Admitted, Julie could be domineering at times, not to mention she had a jealous streak that I found hard to handle at times, I couldn't even glance at another woman without Julie taking offence, sadly, that jealous streak was going to be the death of our relationship.

Living out of each others flat for nearly a year, Julie and I discussed the possibility of getting a bigger place. Realising that Julie didn't have the sort of income to commit to a decent mortgage, I went to the bank and declared my earnings, realising in the process that my bank manager was almost willing to throw in the kitchen sink to any deal.

Within a couple of months, Julie and I found a three bedroom old style house in the green and leafy suburbs of Edinburgh, from the moment that Julie and I saw the place, we were pretty much prepared to pay what it cost to fix the place up.

Ironically the day the sale went through and Julie and I went to see the place, we bumped into Sandra our next door neighbour. Not only had we out bid them for the property, Sandra also admitted that her husband Gavin was a trades man and planned to fix the place up and sell it for a handsome profit.

Before I even had a chance to say anything, Julie muscled in and asked Sandra if Gavin would give us a quote.

That night we headed back round to the house as Gavin pointed out all the work that needed to be done on the property. Heading next door for a coffee, Gavin had turned his house into a palace, and while Sandra and Julie talked in the living room, Gavin and I stood in the kitchen working out the final figures.

Breaking it down into material cost, and then adding a whopping four grand four labour, another three grand for profit, I stood realising that Gavin was trying to be as honest as possible before calculating the figures.

Admitted, I had guessed that the place was going to cost us about thirty grand to fix up, yet when Gavin gave me a thoughtful smile then scored out the profit, I just knew that Gavin and I would quickly become friends.

"If you're not scared of hard work, I'll lose the profit margin and some of the labour" Gavin added with a smile as I gave him the nod without even consulting another contractor.

Spending most of the evenings and weekends round at the property, Julie and Sandra seemed to get on like a house on fire, as Gavin and I talked about business and football.

For the most part, Gavin was a decent looking guy with a good build and a great sense of humour, the sort of guy that I would have picked for a best friend in school, even though he was eight years older than me.

Sandra, well what can I say? With short bottle blonde styled hair. Sandra had that, all American housewife look about her, from the moment I met Sandra I was looking at her slim body and ravishing her in my mind.

Six weeks later, Gavin finally presented the other half of the bill as I stood looking at it in shock. Handing me all the receipts then asking me to check them, Gavin seemed hell bent in proving that he had been honest right down the line.

Not only had he come in under budget, but he had also saved me another eight hundred in labour costs by allowing us to help him. Adding a grand to the cheque as Gavin stood protesting, Julie and I had our dream home and the best neighbours a couple could ask for.

Settling into our new home, it didn't take long for Julie and I to settle into a routine, when the football was on the television, either I would go round to Gavin's or Gavin would come over to my place as our partner headed in the opposite direction.

For the first month or so, Gavin and I spent most of our time talking about work and football, although it didn't take very long for us to start talking about our partners.

Listening to Gavin's tale of how he met Sandra, within half an hour, I sat in disbelief as Gavin talked about a night eight weeks after they met.

Being rather drunk, Gavin and Sandra headed back to their small flat and before Gavin had a chance to get in the door; Sandra was trying to strip him out of his clothes.

Listening to his sex charged tale of how he literally face fucked Sandra, pushing his cock into her throat, Gavin explained that when Sandra was sober, their sex life was good without being amazing, yet the moment that Sandra got drunk, she turned into a sex maniac.

Even I'll admit that most guys could be a bit extravagant when it came to telling tales about sexual exploits, and at first, I tried to read between the lines about what was true and what was a figment of Gavin's imagination.

As the weeks and months went on, from time to time, Gavin and I would get back onto the subject of sex, and I would sit listening to his tales as I tried to work out whether he was a fantasist.

Gavin sat a few months after we had moved in explaining the night of their wedding and how Sandra had passed out on the bed in just a pair of cotton panties.

Sitting on the bed, stroking her panties hoping to get a response out of her, Gavin finally admitted to testing his luck as he pulled down her panties then climbed on top of Sandra, guiding his hard cock to her ass.

"Honestly mate, she never once asked for anything like that, and when she was sober, I guess, I didn't want to push things" Gavin said as I sat waiting for his flight into fantasy.

Gavin explained about pushing his cock gently into her ass, then finally lying on top of her as Sandra lay with her face against the pillow.

"I'm telling you, I'm lying there, waiting for her to finally ask what I thought I was doing.....admitted, I was trying to be as gentle as possible, but next thing I know, Sandra starts pushing back on me" Gavin said as I sat laughing then let him continue.

Listening to his sordid tale sceptically, Gavin explained that he started to whisper into Sandra's ear about what he was doing as he listened to Sandra groan gently.

Within a minute of his thrusts being delivered more firmly, Gavin watched as Sandra slid her hand under her body and started to tease her own clit and begged him to fuck her harder.

Of course, even I couldn't help but wonder, was Sandra the perfect wife, or did Gavin have the most fertile imagination in the world, I tended to believe the latter. Sandra had that soft wholesome look about her that made me believe that as far as sex went, Sandra would be pretty much the same as most conservative women. Yet as the months passed, not only was I becoming friendly with Gavin but when Gavin asked me to do a make over on his garden, Julie started to ask about the work I was doing and whether Sandra was at home while I was working in their garden.

Almost instantly I realised that Julie didn't want me anywhere near Sandra when she wasn't around. Having a few petty arguments about it, I finally pointed out that if she couldn't trust me to be loyal then there was no point us being together.

Granted we had a few silly arguments about her distrust, but when she pointed out that men were like dogs in heat, and if offered, they wouldn't refuse regardless of how ugly the girl was, it didn't take a genius to work out that I was included in her theory.

Julie was slowly changing and not for the better....

By mid march, I started to advertise for seasonal labourers, and then finally managed to get a mammoth contract looking after several industrial estates. For the first time in my business I was going to employ more than five workers.

Posting an advert in the job centre, I was surprised when a girl called Dawn applied for a position. Dawn had worked with the local council in their parks department, admitted our first conversation took place over the phone and I guess I pictured a tom boy to turn up at the interview; Dawn was anything but a tom boy.

With black curly hair down to her shoulders, Dawn was the picture of innocence; I even had my concerns about whether Dawn would be able to handle the work load.

Of course I realised that most of my seasonal workers would try and hit on her from the minute she started with me, yet Dawn explained that, with four brothers she knew how to handle herself.

I guess I didn't want to stir things with Julie, so finally decided not to mention about Dawn until I was sure that Dawn was up to the job.

Within a week, Dawn had put most of the eager young bucks firmly in their place, yet it was obvious that Dawn liked the sexual banter and gave as good as she got.

Watching her tease Ian, one of our teen workers, Dawn stood explaining how guys truly didn't understand how brilliant it felt for a woman to know that while she sucked on a guys cock, she was totally in control.

Needless to say ten minutes later, Ian was heading off to a local toilet, after what Dawn had told him; even I was trying to picture her on her knees sucking a cock.

Unfortunately, a week later, Julie found some of my work sheets and noticed Dawn's name, and in the process went ballistic.

"It's her or me?" Julie finally hissed after a ten minute rant.

We hadn't even lived together for a year, and I was truly starting to regret moving in with Julie. Our sex life was decent without being brilliant before we moved in with each other, Julie was more than happy to throw me a bone a couple of times a week, yet for the past few months it was happening every ten or so days.

Add that to all the moods, and her insecurity, the last thing she really should have done was play Russian roulette with my emotions.

Pointing out that I wasn't prepared to be held to ransom, I truly hoped that Julie would back down and see reason. Reiterating her terms, I stood my ground and pointed out that I had no intention of sacking anyone because of her petty jealousies.

Watching Julie head upstairs then pack some of her belongings; Julie finally grunted that I knew where she would be when I finally saw sense.

By the following weekend, Julie phoned up to see if I had come to my senses, explaining that I had no intentions of sacking Dawn, Julie insisted on coming over.

I had hoped that she was coming over to talk, and maybe see reason; needless to say Julie finally packed up the rest of her belongings and grunted that I had made my choice and had truly shown her how much I loved her.

Needless to say, during our separation, Sandra and Gavin happily took my part in the argument, claiming that Julie was being unreasonable, did she really expect me to run my business to suit her.

The dust had hardly started to settle before Gavin started to discuss their up coming trip to Spain for an early holiday. Gavin sat explaining that it was going to be a mixture of business and pleasure. Sandra had some crazy notion about being able to afford to buy a villa in Spain and wanted to go house hunting.

Lending him my camcorder before they left, when Gavin returned, I sat listening to his account of their holiday, and about the place they had found just outside of one of the resorts.

Gavin quickly pulled the camcorder into my television then sat showing me the plush villa, as I sat marvelling at the place. Needless to say, Gavin was showing me the video for a reason.

Explaining that the place was going to cost just short of a hundred and fifty thousand euros, Gavin couldn't afford to buy the place outright and wondered if I was interested in being a co owner.

Listening to his sales pitch about how they could make money by renting the place out during the summer, and after doing a few calculations in my head, Gavin had pretty much sold me on the idea of being a co owner, yet when he gave me a mischievous grin then added "if you say that you'll give it some serious consideration and look at the business plan.....I'll let you see what's on the end of the video"

Of course I was intrigued, and finally admitted that as long as he could assure me that there wasn't any strange bylaws that would cost me a fortune, he had a partner.

"So we've got a deal then?" Gavin asked as I replied "in principle if you can prove it's worth it"

Watching Gavin smile then finally drop to his knees behind the camcorder, Gavin laughed then grunted "Sandra had to try out the toilet didn't she?"

Watching him hit play on the camcorder, Gavin sat back on my chair as I sat on the sofa watching the end of their little tour of the house.

"Watching a hand appear from behind the camera then push on the door handle, I sat stunned as Gavin laughed at the sight of Sandra sitting on the toilet with her shorts at her knees.

Sandra gave a stupid laugh then shouted "Gavin, what the hell are you doing?"

"I'm getting a close up of your pussy" Gavin replied from behind the camera as Sandra insisted that Gavin make sure that no one got their hands on the tape.

Watching Sandra stand up then wipe herself, I sat lustfully admiring her shaven folds as Gavin dropped to his knees then finally said softly "come on Sandra, let me see it properly"

"I'm warning you, if anyone sees this, your dead meat" Sandra said as Gavin zoomed into Sandra's shaven pussy then a few seconds later, Sandra dropped her hand down to her pussy then gently spread her lips for the camera.

"Happy now, can I pull my shorts up" Sandra grunted as Gavin laughed then joked about getting her drunk and taping her naked.

"yeah right Gavin....I'll crack the jokes" Sandra said dismissively as Gavin backed out of the toilet then stood filming her fixing herself.

Watching the next two minutes of film as Gavin shot Sandra lying on a sun lounger next to the pool in a two piece yellow bikini, just the mere sight of her in a bikini was getting a response from my manhood.

Suddenly the scene switched to the hotel room as Gavin sat on the bed aiming the camera to the door.

Watching Sandra appear from the toilet in a white bra and panty set, the small stagger suggested that Gavin and Sandra had spent most of the night in the bar.

"Come on Sandra take off your panties for me" Gavin said as Sandra laughed then looked at the Camera before slipping her bra off then reaching for her panties.

Sitting there in awe at Sandra's beautiful medium sized breasts, I watched as Sandra giggled then finally slid down her panties before stepping out of them.

"You know, unless you do everything I ask tonight, I'm going to show Craig this film and let him see you naked" Gavin teased as Sandra laughed then grunted worriedly "don't you dare!"

Gavin stood up with the camera just in time as Sandra crawled onto the bed before flopping onto her back giving a gentle sigh in the process.

"Come on Sandra, touch your pussy, or I'll show him it" Gavin teased as I sat in complete shock that Gavin would let me see her so intimately.

"I bet if he was here right now, he'd give you everything you wanted" Gavin said for behind the camera as I turned to look at Gavin in my chair as he grin then quipped "just listen, and promise me you won't say anything....please!"

Giving Gavin a subtle nod, I watched as Sandra finally slid her left hand down her stomach as Gavin positioned himself at the bottom of the bed.

Sliding her hand down to her shaven pussy, Sandra lay running her fingers up and down her soft lips for about thirty seconds as Gavin filmed the whole thing.

"Now that feels good....doesn't it?" Gavin said as Sandra lay lazily on the bed as she continued to rub her folds then gave a meek nod.

"You know maybe we should get your present from the case and let you have some real fun" Gavin said as I watched Gavin turn and give me a smile.

Placing the camera down on the small dressing table in the room facing Sandra as she lay on the bed continuing to rub her pussy, a minute or so later I watched the camera shake as Gavin thrust out his hand in front of the camera.

Letting out a shocked gasp, I sat staring at a thick dildo in Gavin's hand as he strolled over to the bed then instructed Sandra to move her hand. Dropping the dildo down to Sandra's pussy, Gavin fumbled to turn the thing on with one hand as he aimed the camera at Sandra's pussy.

Dropping the thick head down to Sandra's folds as we listened to the gentle buzzing sound, I watched as Gavin slowly started to slide the head of the dildo between Sandra's moist folds as Sandra let out a soft, pleasured moan.

"So you like that.... do you?" Gavin teased as he finally found her clit then held the dildo firmly against Sandra's clit for a few seconds before instructing her to use the thing herself.

Sandra lay repositioning the dildo, then finally let out a wanton gasp of "oh hell....that's good".

Almost instantly Gavin dropped to his knees at the base of the bed as I watched her light shaven skin clearly, as Gavin thrust out his left hand then slowly prized Sandra's folds apart.

Before our eyes, lay the red soaked meat of her small pussy, as Gavin, slowly zoomed in taking a long hard look at her muscles as the contracted gently with the stimulation of her clit.

Letting Sandra's lips close over, I watched as Gavin pressed two fingers together then slowly pressed them deep into Sandra's pussy as Sandra let out an immediate moan.

Tilting the camera up slightly, Gavin whispered "you'd like that thick dildo in there....wouldn't you?" Sandra lay on the bed nodding gently as she continued to give hearty gasps and moans as Gavin continued to plunge his fingers deep into her pussy.

Sandra lay on the bed for a few seconds giving pleasured gasps and moans before finally sliding the thick head of the dildo down through her labia. Gavin watched as the dildo edged closer to his fingers then pulled his fingers from Sandra's flooded pussy before grunting with lust "yeah baby....fuck that thing good"

Sitting on the sofa as hard as nails, I quickly realised that I had unwittingly slid my hand down my trousers and was sitting stroking to the action, then realised that Gavin was doing the same.

"Fuck she's amazing mate" I grunted as Gavin turned then realised that I was stroking myself before giving me a soft smile as he added softly "don't mind me...if you have to whip it out, then feel free, it's not like I'll tell anyone"

Gavin slowly turned back to the television as I sat watching Sandra finally tease the folds around her flooded pussy as she gently pressed the thick mushroom of the dildo against her tight muscles before working it back and fourth gently as she gasped "fuck it's really big"

"You can take it baby, you know you want to" Gavin grunted as I sat watching the tip of the mushroom slowly disappear slightly more with each press.

"Oh.... your nearly there" Gavin hissed as I watched Sandra's folds slide up the thick head of the dildo.

"Yeah do it now.....push it in" Gavin waxed lyrically then finally Sandra let out a shocked gasp of discomfort then moaned softly as I watched the mushroom finally disappear into her stretched pussy.

"Oh fuck...." Sandra moaned in a gasp of delight as I watched her start to pull at the dildo before pressing it home slightly more.

"You see, I told you, you'd love a big cock inside you" Gavin hissed happily as Sandra continued to push the dildo deeper into her pussy.

Sitting there for a couple of minutes as I tried to hold off my own orgasm, watching as Sandra lay building up the tempo gradually, within a couple of minutes, Sandra was trying to ram the full dildo into her pussy as far as it would go as she lay panting and moaning.

The moment that Gavin's words blared out of the television, I sat in shock listening to Gavin say "Well do you want Craig to fuck you, or don't you?"

"Oh shit.....you know I do" Sandra moaned as Gavin Continued "Will you let him cum in your ass too?"

Watching Sandra's head at the top of the screen nod gently, Sandra lay thrusting her dildo mercilessly into her pussy as her hips bucked wildly with each thrust.

"You know, I'm going to tell him that you want him to fuck you....but you've got to let him do it...agreed?" Gavin asked as Sandra moaned loudly then hissed "yeah...anything"

"You've got to be his slut for the night, do anything he asks...even beg him to fuck you...." Half way through Gavin's horny little rant, I sat listening as Sandra let out a loud, shrieking moan then finally gasped "oh fuck...I'm cumming."

Sitting there watching Sandra buck on the bed for a few seconds as she snapped her legs shut with the dildo hanging from her spent pussy. Gavin continued to film Sandra as she finally let out a soft gasp then moaned "you're nothing but a teasing bastard"

"What don't you think I'd let him fuck you?" Gavin quipped behind the camera as I watched the camera rise as Sandra lay shaking her head.

watching Sandra reach under her legs then pull the giant dildo from her stretched pussy, Gavin stood up then placed the camera on the dresser before walking over then lying down beside Sandra.

Gavin rolled over then placed his lips to Sandra's as they lay locked in an embrace for a few seconds before Gavin finally whispered "will you lie on your stomach?"

"Gavin please, don't try and put that in...it'll be really sore....promise me" Sandra said with a worried tone as Gavin gave her a soft nod as Sandra finally rolled onto her stomach as I looked at her soft round cheeks with lust.

Watching Gavin roll on top, I sat watching Gavin from the back as he sat on top of Sandra's ass, rubbing himself against her.

Turning to look at the camera Gavin slowly eased Sandra's hips towards the camera then stretched along Sandra's body before parting her legs.

"You know I love it when you're drunk....I just can't understand why you don't let me....you know....when your sober....you always enjoy it when your drunk" Gavin said as I watched him gently push against Sandra for a few seconds then finally grunt "shit, you're tight tonight"

With the camera staring between Sandra's legs, Gavin quickly moved his, giving us both an unfettered view as Sandra's pussy and ass came into shot.

"You lucky bastard!" I groaned flogging my cock for all it was worth as I watched Gavin pull his cock back then thrust back into Sandra's ass.

Within a minute, it was obvious that Gavin's hormones were getting the better of him as he slammed into Sandra then grunted about how he liked having a slut who loved being fucked in the ass.

Listening to soft groans emanating from Sandra, the last thing I expected to see was Sandra start to thrust her ass upwards towards Gavin's cock.

"Oh fuck me harder......please" Sandra moaned as I watched their bodies being propelled to each other in the heat of lust. Gavin buried his head into Sandra's neck as he continued to pound mercilessly, grunting "Will you let me show Craig our video?"

Sitting there stunned, I watched as Sandra nodded frantically as Gavin continued "please promise me.....you'll let him fuck you...I want to watch you with another guy.....will you let him?" Gavin moaned as I listened to the frantic slapping of flesh.

"Please...." Gavin moaned as Sandra lay nodding frantically then let out a long moan before wailing "I promise"

Feeling my cock finally buckle under the pressure, I sat filling my hand with my seed as Gavin thrust frantically for a few seconds then almost screamed the hotel room down with a gasp of "fuck...I'm cumming in your ass"

Almost instantly Gavin flopped down on top of Sandra as they both lay gasping for breath.

Heading through to the kitchen as I watched Gavin follow me, we stood washing our hands as I finally asked "Did she actually cum...with you in her ass"

Gavin stood with a stupid grin on his face as he nodded then added "I don't know what it is, she always cum's before I do"

Watching Gavin rewind the tape then stop it just before the toilet scene, Gavin asked me what I thought of Sandra.

"No offence mate, I know she's your wife...but...fuck...I'd do her" I groaned with lust as Gavin sat laughing then gave me a serious look before asking "so if she agreed to a threesome...would you do it?"

I didn't even need to think about it....the big question was, would Sandra agree to a threesome, and would Gavin be happy to watch another guy with his wife.

Walking Gavin to the front door, Gavin insisted that I shouldn't mention the sex thing in front of Sandra, before strolling down the path.

Flopping onto the sofa, all I could think of was that twenty five minute film and how I longed to be a part of it. Sadly it had to be Sandra's choice but would she really go for it.....only time would tell.