MY NEIGHBOR COMES TO MY RESCUE

Darren and I got married right out of college, and we’ve been together for nearly fourteen years.

It started out great… date nights every week, lots of sex, fun trips… but within a few years Darren got deep into gambling… and unfortunately, our marriage suffered as a result.

He was always a big sports fan, so he naturally fell into gambling on various football, basketball and baseball games. But he also got into online poker and other gambling outlets, which eventually took up all of his time and attention… which meant our trips, date nights… even our sex life… took a distant back seat to his addiction.

The worst part was that he wasn’t very good at it…. he lost way more than he won, and as a result, we found ourselves constantly battling money problems.

After we’d been together for about six years, Darren went on a huge gambling binge and lost all of our savings in one fell swoop… it even put our house at risk.

I was furious and scared… then started feeling depressed… which began to have an effect on my self-esteem.

Our relationship got pretty untenable… I felt both isolated and ignored… even a bit helpless.

I’d always been a confident, ebullient person… quick to laugh… fun to be around… but, I have to admit… this all hit me pretty hard.

I’m a pretty brunette… about 5’7”… with green eyes and a svelte, but curvy shape. My favorite features have always been my smile… and, of course, my natural 34DD breasts… which always seemed to garner a lot of attention.

I can’t deny I enjoyed it… it felt great knowing that every eye in the room… both guys’ and girls’… were focused on my bright smile and jiggling tits everywhere I went.

But when Darren pissed away our entire savings, I slipped into a bit of a funk… I even gained a few pounds… maybe five, or so. At a deep level, I knew that I still looked good… even at 125 lbs… and my boobs never looked better… but, in that moment, my confidence was shot.

This low point had been going on for a few months when Mark, our next door neighbor, invited Darren and me over to his house for a backyard BBQ with the rest of the neighborhood. With so much angst and frustration in my life, I found myself really looking forward to sharing some food and festivity with neighbors and friends.

Mark had lived next to Darren and me for about four years at that point…. he owned a consulting business with offices near downtown, and had moved to our neighborhood shortly after getting divorced. He seemed to be happily single… dating a lot of different women… and was always very pleasant whenever we bumped into each other in the yard or at the nearby grocery store.

I couldn’t help but notice that he was an extremely good looking guy, with a nice build… about three years older than Darren and me… and had a quiet, but funny and comfortable personality, which always seemed to put me at ease. I could see why he always appeared to have plenty of female company next door, although he didn’t seem to keep any of them around very long.

The day of Mark’s backyard BBQ arrived, and everything went pretty well… until Darren got absolutely sloshed, and ended up passed out on the patio.

I was embarrassed, but all the neighbors were sweet and sympathetic… especially Mark. He put his arm around me to comfort me and pulled me into his chest, giving me a nice, warm squeeze. Then… as the party was starting to break up… he announced that the hot tub was warmed up, and anyone who wanted to could go ahead and jump in.

In the end, there were only four of us in the hot tub…. the couple from across the street, Mark, and me. We had all changed into our bathing suits, so the guys were in typical loose-fitting swim trunks, while Stacy and I were both in two-piece bikinis… although I’d thrown a t-shirt over mine.

Even with my husband drunk and passed out on the patio, I realized I was having a good time… laughing and cutting up… although I think Mark could tell it was a bit forced.

Stacy and her husband headed home around 11 pm, which left just Mark and me in the hot tub… the warm water roiling around us, with the underwater jets blasting stimulating streams of water against every part of our submerged bodies.

Once the neighbors had left, Mark turned to me and asked, “What’s wrong, Josie?”

I tried to look surprised, and answered, “N-nothing… what makes you think something’s wrong?”

He smiled and said, “I’ve been watching you all evening…. Darren’s sloshed, and crashed out on the patio… and you’re wearing a t-shirt over your bikini… something’s not quite right with all that.”

Looking a bit embarrassed, I said, “Well… yeah… Darren and I are struggling… and I’ve gained a few pounds… so the t-shirt seemed like a good idea.”

Mark threw his head back and laughed, exclaiming, “Are you kidding me? You have an absolutely incredible body! Whatever bit of weight you’ve gained isn’t even noticeable… in fact, it’s only made you more beautiful… holy shit, Josie… you should never hide that body under a t-shirt.”

I giggled… and blushed… then, at Mark’s urging, I began to tentatively remove my t-shirt.

Mark’s eyes got big and his grin widened, as he took a long, appreciative look at my heavy, swaying breasts… barely covered in my skimpy bikini… as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it onto the deck by the hot tub.

With his eyes completely focused on my wobbling boobs, he said, “Holy shit, Josie… those are incredible… seriously, you gotta promise me you’ll never cover these up under a t-shirt again. My God… just look at them.”

I giggled again… which made them jiggle even more… then blushed a slightly deeper shade of red…. I couldn’t help but smile. Mark’s compliments were washing over me like a warm blanket just out of the dryer, and I could feel myself responding like when I was back in college… I could even feel my nipples becoming hard, and my pussy starting to tingle.

“You really think so, Mark? I’ve been worrying about the five pounds I’ve gained, and thinking I might look a little chubby.”

He laughed again, and said, “Absolutely not… you’re a beautiful woman, for sure, and those tits… they’re fucking fantastic.”

I laughed in response, and we began joking around like teenagers… even began playing a silly game of truth or dare. It didn’t take long before my bikini top was off… then my bottoms… and Mark’s swim trunks were tossed onto the deck next to my t-shirt.

We continued cutting up and play wresting in the water… and before I knew it, I was sitting on his lap… facing him… his growing erection bumping up against my naked pussy lips beneath the roiling bubbles, as he gleefully fondled and squeezed my wobbly boobs.

My God, his hands on my tits felt amazing… and I was a bit surprised at how big his cock was, as it banged around between my legs.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I rocked around on his lap… lost in the blissful sensations caused by his hands caressing my breasts, and his lips sucking and teasing my stiffening nipples.

“Holy shit, Mark…