Occasionally you get lucky and get good neighbors. The house next door had been empty for a few weeks. The previous tenants were not very friendly and never came to the side of the yard that faced us. Wearing some little booty shorts and a tank, I headed outside to work in the yard when I noticed new people had moved in. He was cleaning up his fence line and made eye contact before I could slip back inside. He smiled and introduced himself and offered me a beer. We made plans to hang out later that night. My husband and I went over and hung out with him. As we started to get to know each other, his wife would occasionally bring us some drinks, but she seemed very uninterested in our presence. He on the other hand was all about mine. He was constantly finding things to show me that would get me alone. I could tell he wanted to borrow more than a cup of sugar. I was all about it. Leaning in, casual leg touch and flicking my hair. I was giving all the signals that I was open and interested. The next day I invited them over for a bowl and a beer like a good neighbor should! He came over as soon as it got dark. He was alone and already very flirting and making it a point to sit as close to me as he could. After a bit too much drinking, my husband felt the need for a little siesta. At least the cuck grabbed his phone and caught the fun