Part (1)

My name is John, my wife’s name is Jill, we married when I was 22yrs old and Jill had just turned 18yrs, I work as a construction worker, Jill was training to be a nurse, we had been childhood sweethearts, Jill was the only girl I had ever been with and I was the only guy she had dated, we had been lucky enough to have aquired a small council house in a street of back to back houses in Bradford, next door lived Harry and his wife Ethel both 69yrs old, where Harry was fit and healthy Ethel was a poor affair, she was over weight and dependent on Harry doing everything,

Jill and I had married against the wishes of her parents, they were strict devout Catholics and Jill rebelled against having to attend church all the time, she had started taking the contraceptive pill without her parents knowledge, I had taken her cherry pussy when she turned 16yrs, a fumbling affair in the back of my car, I remember there was a big blood stain on the seat that I was never able to fully remove.

We had lived there about six months when the house next door became vacant, a guy called Cyril moved in, he was a widower the same age as Harry 69yrs, he had just lost his wife and the council had decided the house where he’d lived was too big for him, so offered him the small house next to us, a take it or find yourself another place attitude by the council, he was upset at having to leave the family home where he and his wife had lived for over thirty years.

Cyril kept himself to himself and Jill being a nurse thought he might be suffering from depression after loosing his wife, so one night we decided to be neighbourly and visit him, when he opened the door he was overjoyed at our presence, he made us welcome as we introduced ourselves, he told us about loosing his wife and the council’s attitude, he said that he was a retired chemist but had lost his savings on a bad property deal, we had not planned on staying long but Cyril’s company was enthralling that two hours had passed before we left.

We couldn’t believe our luck at having so lovely neighbours, a few nights later I came home and Jill says look what Cyril had given her, it was a lovely fruit loaf that he had baked himself, after tea Jill got out Cyril’s cake and we both had a piece as we watched TV, we usually stayed up until 11pm but by 9.30pm we we’re both ready for bed, as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out for the count.

During the night I felt that someone was in the bedroom, I drifted in and out of what I thought was a dream, first someone was standing by the bed, they eased the covers back to expose Jill, I must have drifted off again, my next recollection was of someone on the bed between Jill’s splayed thighs having sex with her, I drifted off again and the next news it was time to get up, I didn’t mention my dream to Jill as she would have put it down to the fact we had been watching a blue film where the wife was servicing another man besides her husband, Jill hadn’t said anything at the time, I took it she didn’t approve of such activities so I had not said anything to make her aware of my interest in cuckolding as it was called.

A few weeks went by and when I got in from work Jill had a puzzled look on her face, she told me there had been a funny smell in the house when she got home from work, that she felt as though someone had been in there house, she thought it might be the council as they had reported that the door wasn’t locking properly, they sent someone straight away, we had left a spare key with Cyril to let them in, that was a couple of weeks ago though and Cyril had given us our key back.

We couldn’t explain the smell which had gone by the time I got home as Jill had opened the windows, we had our tea then settled down to watch a bit of TV, shortly after there was a light knock on the door, when I answered it Cyril was standing holding one of his fruit loaves, we had really enjoyed his other loaf so I welcomed him in, we sat chatting, Jill made a drink and at Cyril’s suggestion cut into the loaf Cyril had brought, when Jill offered Cyril a slice he had refused it explaining that he’d already had two slicers for his tea.

Not long after eating the cake my head became fuzzy, then I must have dozed off, again I drifted into a dream like state, a blurted vision of Jill sat on sofa, her skirt was way up exposing her trim thighs, beside her was a man who was leaning over her kissing her, I tried to focus but instead drift off into a unconscious state again, my next recollection was a hazy picture of a man knelt between Jill’s splayed thighs, he had his trousers down he was humping like a dog mating with a bitch, there was also another man present whe was saying something like hurry up I want a go.

It was about 4am when I next stirred, I had no recollection of anything, I couldn't even remember Cyril visiting and bringing us another loaf, Jill was in the same state and asked if I’d had sex with her as her panties were on the floor, puzzled by what I thought I had seen or more likely dreamt I couldn’t get it out of my head that something wasn’t right, while Jill was out shopping one day I popped round to Cyril’s, when he invited me in he had been watching a blue film, he looked at me, it’s the only bit of enjoyment I get these days he smiled.

Cyril made a drink and we sat talking, the conversation got around to blue films, did I watch them, I told him I had seen a few, he asked if I wanted to watch the one he had been watching when I had knocked at the door, I said ok that I wouldn’t mind, the film was off a woman and five guys taking turns to fill every one of her hole’s, he kept looking at me and making crude comments about the woman being a slut, that all women will behave like sluts if they get chance, I told him no way would Jill behave like the woman in the film, he gave me what I thought was a dirty grin, he said you never know those doctors at the hospitals have ways and means of seducing a pretty nurse like Jill take my word for it.

By the time I left Cyril’s I had a different opinion about Cyril, far from being a lonely bitter old man he was a dirty old pervert who would have no doubt cast his eyes over Jill, it also made me think again about the funny dreams I’d had on at least two occasions, was I reading something into it that wasn’t there or was it wishful thinking on my part.

I decided to log everything thing down that seemed odd, when it dawned on me that whenever Jill and I had eaten a slice of Cyril’s fruit loaf I sometimes had these dirty dreams of someone having sex with Jill, Cyril had got into the habit of baking us a fruit loaf and popping round after tea with it, he never accepted a slice off the loaf himself, the next time Cyril came round with another loaf I had bought a loaf of my own, I let Jill eat a slice off Cyril’s loaf while I slipped my slice down the side of my chair, replacing it with a slice of a similar loaf I’d bought from a shop.

When I noticed Jill was starting to nod I did the same, soon after Cyril went to the door, I thought he was going but then I heard another voice, couldn’t believe it whe through squinting eyes Harry our neighbour on the other side of us came into view, the lights were turned down and I saw Cyril sit beside Jill on sofa, now my dear whispered Cyril time for you to take your medication again, both men chuckled, lecherous old buggers proceeded to remove Jill’s tights and panties, then the hairy old arse of Cyril’s blocked me view as he knelt between Jill’s thighs, I should have jumped up and launched myself at him, instead I was mesmerised by the sight of his old arse humping away, clearly his gnarled old cock was connected to her, a 69yr old guy was fucking my 20yr old wife and I sat watching through squinting eyes as he reached the point of no return, his old arse cheeks clenched together as he released his seed in her.

Harry urgently took his place, I had seen his cock standing proudly as he waited for Cyril to finish, it was big, twice the size of mine, he didn’t last long before he was adding his seed to Cyril’s, both men gave high fives congratulating themselves on a job well done, they quickly cleaned up, mopping up the surplus cum that was leaking from Jill’s pussy so there was no evidence of her being fucked.