Dim hallway light flickers. Midnight. Whole block sleeps. Doors silent. I slip from my flat, heart slamming. Husband snores inside. Her text burned my phone: room 36, his place next door. Neighbors oblivious. I creep past creaky boards. Footsteps echo soft. Too loud? Her door cracks open. His eyes lock mine. Hungry. Pulls me in fast. Door clicks shut. Breath hot on neck. Glance out window—street dark, curtains still. No one stirs. His hands on hips. Coat falls. Lips brush cheek. Tense smiles. Then mouth crushes mine. Tongues tangle. Hands roam. Risk pulses. Neighbors feet away.
She trembles. I shove her against wall. Fingers unzip dress. Lace black underneath. Skin hot. Press cock through pants against her. She gasps—hushed. Eyes blindfold ready. Leads to bed. Ties it tight. World black. Senses scream. His weight on back. Hands oil slick. Glide slow over shoulders, ass. Lips everywhere. Neck. Ears. Shiver rips me. Parquet groans under knees. Muffle breath. Light slits under door—someone passing? Freeze. No knock. Resume. Tongue trails thighs. Culotte peels. Pussy wet, shaved smooth. He laps slow. Clit throbs. Fingers plunge. I bite pillow. Moans leak—stifled. Bedframe taps wall. Fuck—too loud? Neighbors hear? Thrill spikes harder.
The Contact
Blindfold off. Eyes meet fire. She grabs cock—hard marble. Mouth engulfs. Sloppy wet sucks. Gland pulses. Balls tight. I groan low. Flip her. Oil tits. Pinch nipples. Legs spread. Dive in—tongue fucks pussy. Juices flood. She bucks, fists sheets. Cries choked. ‘Shh,’ I hiss. Fingers three deep—squirt hits hand. Drips floor. Soak creaks. She climbs me. Guides cock. Slides down slow. Pussy grips tight. Wet slaps echo. Hips grind. Sweat slicks. Pinch tits. Fuck builds. She rubs clit frantic. I pound deep. Wall thumps rhythm. Parquet cracks loud. Door light dances—footsteps? Gasp. Slow. Then harder. Cum floods her. She spasms silent scream. Drench sheets. Collapse panting. Block still sleeps.
Afterglow fades. Hearts thunder. Slip clothes on quiet. Kiss lingering. Door cracks. Hall empty? Peek—clear. She darts first. Stairs creak under heels. I follow. Pulse races. Footsteps above—neighbor? Freeze shadows. Old lady descends. Smile tight. ‘Evening.’ Nod mute. Past. No clue. Street cool bites skin. Home doors loom. Slip keys silent. Husbands sleep. Secret burns hot. No regrets. Crave more. Block whispers our sin.