My Neighbor’s Disapproving Gaze

After spending a wonderful morning with Miss Stevens and enjoying a delicious breakfast, I stepped outside to take stock of my current situation. The three women had all been with me, and I had to admit that each of them had a jealous side, bordering on territorial. I could handle Sherry, given her position at the facility, but I wasn’t sure what to do about Melanie and Mary. Since I had leverage over Sherry, I decided to make some ground rules with the other two. It was clear that before I arrived, there was no one they were interested in, so I decided to use that to my advantage.

I was sitting at the same table where we had our party the night before when another woman approached me. “You must be the one everyone’s talking about today then,” she said with a smile. “I’m Tricia Ward.”

“Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Ward,” I replied. “I’m David Swane. I was hoping to talk to you and apologize for the mess I left last night. I’m still learning the ropes around here.”

“No worries, honey,” she said. “Just don’t let it happen again.”

“Of course not,” I replied.

Tricia Ward looked like she was hispanic, with dark shoulder-length hair and a heavy build. However, her face had an exotic beauty that I found very attractive. “OK, Mr. Swane,” she said. “I assume you were with Roger Welch last night, and that’s not the first time he’s left a mess for me. If what they’re saying about you is true, you’ll keep your promise and help keep your friends in check.”

“I certainly will, Mrs. Ward,” I said. “You can count on it.”

“All right then, sugar,” she said. “You have a nice day. It looks like you have some company coming.”

I turned to see Mary and Melanie making a beeline for me as Mrs. Ward made her way back inside. “I see you met the housekeeper, David,” Mary said. “What did she want with you?”

“She just stopped by to introduce herself and complain about the mess from last night,” I replied. “I agree that wasn’t very kindly of us to leave the mess for her.”

“Don’t let her snow you, David,” Mary continued. “We’ve had it out with her before, and Miss Stevens agrees that it’s her job to take care of things like that. After all, at our age, we could trip and fall if we’re carrying around dirty glasses and such.”

“I see,” I said. “Well, I for one will do a better job of tidying up. That’s how I was raised, and I think it’s the right thing to do.”

Melanie sat on my lap, put her arms around my neck, and said, “Are you sure it isn’t something else, David? She sure seemed to be getting pretty friendly. Did she offer to suck your cock too?”

“Jesus, Melanie,” I said. “I had a 30-second conversation with her. Not sure what kind of special powers you think I have, but I was just being neighborly.”

“Don’t be so sensitive, David,” she said. “I was just teasing.”

“I think we should take a walk,” I said. “I’ve only seen my room and the cafeteria so far, and I need to stretch my legs.”

With that, I removed her arms, got up, and started to stroll down the path that surrounded the grounds. “Are you upset about something?” Mary asked.

“I’m not upset, Mary,” I replied. “I just want to familiarize myself with my new surroundings.”

We walked in silence while we made our way through the grounds, admiring the beautiful flower garden and the well-maintained property. The entire area was surrounded by woods, making it feel secluded and peaceful.

“I have to say, I’m impressed,” I said.

We turned a corner, and the path had a fork, where one way led back to the facility and the other led off into the woods. “That’s interesting,” I said. “Where does the path to the woods lead to?”

Mary said, “Usually, the bird watchers use it to do whatever they do, but it does lead to a nice area with a little waterfall.”

We walked down the wood path for around 10 minutes until it ended at a waterfall that emptied into a decent-looking pond. There was a bench ahead, so I said, “Why don’t we sit for a spell? I could use a bit of rest.”

Melanie said, “You read my mind.”

We sat on the bench, admired the view, and enjoyed the solitude. “This is a wonderful spot,” I said. “So peaceful. I might have to come here every day to read or meditate.”

“You meditate?” Mary asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing too complicated,” I replied. “I sometimes like to sit alone, close my eyes, and just clear my mind. I’ve always tried to find time to do it, especially when the kids were young.”

As we sat there, I realized that I had missed my family, especially my late wife. I told them about my kids, Edward and May, and how they were both married with kids of their own. It was a bittersweet moment, but it felt good to share my story with them.

Mary asked, “Do you think your kids will come to visit you? I’d love to meet them.”

“They’re both pretty busy, but I would expect they’d pop in from time to time,” I replied.

Melanie said, “What happened to you was they would visit once a week at the beginning, but it’s dropped off a lot, which ticks me off a bit.”

“I’m sure they have their reasons,” I said. “Myself, I understand that they have their own lives, and I’m fine with whatever they decide to do.”

As we sat there, enjoying the warm sun and the fresh air, Mary asked, “I have something I want to ask you, David.”

“Be my guest,” I said.

“Well, it’s about Miss Stevens,” she said. “Do you have something going on with her?”

“I’m not saying I do or I don’t,” I replied. “But what difference does it make?”

Mary looked concerned, and I could tell that she was struggling with her jealousy. I decided to be honest with her and explain my situation.

“Look, Mary,” I said. “I think we should respect each other’s privacy if there are things we don’t want to share. I’m not really expecting anything to happen with anyone else here, but if it does, at my age, I want to be free to do what I want without getting drilled with questions or dealing with drama.”

Mary looked at me, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. “Well, David,” she said. “It may feel like drama to you, but there are also feelings involved. I don’t know if I’m ready for something like that. Turning a blind eye while watching someone I care for philandering around this place is not really how I’m made up.”

“I appreciate the honesty, Mary,” I said. “What about you, Melanie?”

“Me?” Melanie said. “I don’t really care who you fuck as long as I get some once in a while. Ever since I saw you with Miss Stevens, I’ve been thinking about what it would be like if she agreed to join us.”

“So where does that leave us, Mary?” I asked. “It seems that we are in different places here.”

“I’m going to have to think about it for a while,” Mary said, as a single tear ran down her cheek. “I’ll see you two later.”

“I respect that, Mary,” I said. “I’ll see you at dinner.”

She nodded her head and made her way back down the path. Melanie sat next to me, and we shared a moment of silence.

“I wasn’t expecting that to happen,” Melanie said. “I’m a bit sad for her, but I’m also glad to be alone with you right now.”

She placed her head on my shoulder, and I put my arm around her. She reached up and kissed me, and then said, “It’s so nice back here. Do you think we could ever have sex right here out in the open?”

“It doesn’t seem like this path is very well-travelled, so I would think so,” I replied.

She kissed me again, and then placed her hand on my dick through my pants. As she kissed me, she started rubbing her hand up and down my cock, and it began to get hard.

“Well, David, judging by the bulge in your pants, I’d say there’s no time like the present,” she said.

She undid my belt, slid my pants to my ankles, and leaned over to take my cock in her mouth. I leaned back on the bench, and moaned, “Mmmmm, I always wanted to have sex outside like this. Your mouth feels great on my dick, Melanie.”

She was still wearing the skirt she had on at breakfast, so I reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit as I watched my cock slide in and out of her mouth. She started to breathe harder as her pussy got moist, and I said, “I think you’re ready, Melanie. Given the circumstances, it’s probably safest if you were to get on top.”

Without saying a word, she released my cock, stood, and raised her skirt so I could see her glistening pussy. Then she got on my lap, facing me, and guided my cock into her pussy.

“Oh yes, David, I just love how your dick feels in me. Poor Mary doesn’t know what she’s missing,” she said.

“Now, Melanie, let’s not bring her into this,” I said. “I need you to concentrate on fucking me right now.”

She proceeded to hump up and down on my cock, and I raised my hips in time to make sure she got maximum pleasure. Then I reached up her sweater and pulled her tits from her bra so I could pinch her nipples.

“Oh, fuck yes,” she cried. “That feels so good.”

Not satisfied, she removed her sweater and pushed one of her huge tits in my mouth. “Suck on my tits for me, David,” she said. “I just love that.”

I happily started sucking and biting her nipples, and she fucked me with greater urgency. “Oh, yes, just like that,” she said. “You know just how to make me feel good, David.”

“Hell, yes, Melanie,” I said. “I love your tits, and your pussy feels so good on my cock right now.”

I alternated between both tits and continued sucking and pinching them as she fucked me harder and harder. She started to grind her clit into my pelvic bone, which brought her to orgasm. “God, it feels so good when you’re so deep inside me like this,” she said. “I’m getting ready to cum again. Mmmmmm!”

She continued to grind on my swollen cock as her orgasm started, and her body spasmed through the pleasure. “Oh, fuck yes, David,” she said. “I’m cumming right now. Oh, it feels so fucking wonderful. Mmmmmm!”

Just as her orgasm finished, I began to feel the beginning of my own climax. “I need to stick my cock between your tits, Melanie,” I said. “Sit down on the bench.”

She immediately got off, sat down, and leaned forward, presenting her massive tits to my waiting cock. I slid my juice-covered cock between her tits, and the feeling was incredible. I fucked her soft tits faster and faster as my orgasm continued to build until I finally started to spray my cum up through her massive cleavage.

“Fuck, yes, Melanie,” I said. “Your tits feel so good. Mmmmm, take my cum, baby. It’s all for you.”

She leaned her head down, and my cum shot from her tits into her open mouth. As I finished, she wrapped her lips around my cock to savor every last drop. I collapsed back onto the bench, reached for her sweater, and pulled my pants back up just as we heard someone making their way down the path.

Mary appeared just as Melanie was straightening her sweater. “I thought about it,” Mary said, “and decided that I want to be part of this. I was being a jealous old fool, so if you still want me, I will do as you asked.”

“Do you mean it, Mary?” I asked. “I know it’s hard for you.”

“I mean it,” she said, as she sat down on the bench and kissed me. “In fact, I was thinking that it would be nice if we could do it right out here.”

Melanie started laughing after that comment, and Mary asked, “Did I say something funny?”

“Not at all,” Melanie said, as she continued to giggle. “It’s just that David just finished emptying his load between my tits and into my mouth as you were heading down the path, so I guess you’ll have to wait for another time.”

I just sat there, looking at them sheepishly, waiting to see how Mary would react. After a moment, she said, “I see. How nice for you. I suppose I’ll just have to wait for another time then.”

“Not if I get here first,” Melanie joked.

“Now, ladies, remember what I said earlier,” I said. “If it’s OK with you, when we get into these situations, I’ll decide what’s fair for everyone. Agreed?”

Melanie nodded in agreement, her eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement. “I can live with that,” she said.

Mary chimed in, her voice smooth as silk, “That will be fine, David.” Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, before returning to the conversation.

I grinned, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. “That’s wonderful,” I said, my voice filled with enthusiasm. “Would you like to finish our walk now? I’m feeling a bit parched and could use something cold to drink?”

They both nodded in unison, and we made our way back to the facility, the warm sunshine beating down on us as we strolled.

“Shall we grab some drinks from the café?” Melanie suggested, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Sounds perfect,” Mary replied, her voice husky with desire.

We walked in comfortable silence, the tension between us palpable, until we finally reached the café.