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By *aunty OP Man
over a year ago
South Shields |
The wife next door keeps herself to herself.
Hardly see her but she is alright. We can pass the time of day or whatever... we get on.
Proper Hyacinth Bucket though.
Really thinks something of herself.
I say wife but she's single. Had been for years.
Then this bloke started coming over.
Never met him.Heard his voice over the fence though. Real rough type. Not like her.
Then odd shit started.
It was mad hot some days last summer.
Our houses share a drive and thats where the wheelie bins are.
She only went out to her bins in her bra and knicks.
No kidding. This, this... churchy type coming out to the bins in next to nothing.
Acted all normal.
Even said 'hello'
Had a good wank over THAT when I got back inside, of course.
And then a couple of days later I was washing the van with a hose when she pulls up and makes the usual 'do mine when youre done' bollocks, except she winks after, and, AND bends right over to get her bag off the floor of the car watching me, watching her arse the whole time. It wasnt even that low down.
There has been other stuff I wont bore you with. Maybe I started imagining it.
So I am thinking it must be this new bloke shes got.
Bad influence?
Or maybe he's fucked forty odd years of Catholic 'holier than fucking thou' repression out of her middle aged cunt?
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