New Neighbor Pt. 04

She poked her head out the bedroom door just as he was coming back.

"Where were you? I was cold," she said and hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I had to feed the puppies again. In a couple of weeks, they'll be down to three meals a day and my schedule will be a little more normal. Let's get back in bed."

"But now I'm not sleepy," she said, snuggling against him.

"Let's see if we can do something about that."

He pulled the shirt over her head and took off the clothes he wore. They climbed back into bed, and he hugged her from behind. She sighed contently when she felt him growing between her legs. They both wanted to feel every sensation to its fullest. She was already wet and ready for him. She shifted slightly so that his cock was between her legs. It felt good there. He started sliding between her legs, his cock rubbing over her wet lips, and against her clit. That felt wonderful but she wanted him inside of her. She wiggled her hips slightly and his cock caught on her opening and popped into her.

She couldn't help but moan as he pushed against her. She bent her knees to give him better penetration. They stayed that way for many minutes with his cock slowly sliding along the front of her pussy wall, massaging her g-spot. She purred quietly.

She pulled herself off him and crawled on top. His cock slid smoothly into her. She loved the way they fit together. He held her against his chest and began thrusting into her slowly. He relished the feeling of the head of his cock as it slid from her entrance to deep inside her. She got up on her knees and slowly rose until just his head was in her. Just as slowly, she lowered herself on his shaft. They both love the sight and feel of his cock disappearing inside her.

She turned around with her back towards him and sat on his cock again. She leaned forward and put her hands on his knees. In this position, Ken could see not only her cute little butt, but also his cock sliding in and out of her. He knew he was not going to last long. She sat up straighter so she could raise up for some nice long stokes on his cock.

Seeing this Ken couldn't help but increase the speed of his thrusts. He reached forward and put a finger against her rosebud. His touch felt like a shock going through her and she pushed against his finger. Ken was thrusting into her as fast as he could. The sight of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, with his finger on her ass, was too much. That was it for Ken. Three hard, fast thrusts into to her and he erupted. She lay back with her back on his chest. His cock was still twitching inside her, and she rubbed her clit furiously until she screamed.

She rolled off him and snuggled against him trying to get in contact with as much of him as possible. Ken loved the feeling of her small body against him. They were hot and covered with sweat, but they didn't have the energy to shower. That would wait until morning.

"How many more days are you going to be up this early?" Vicky asked in a satisfied voice.

"As many as you want."

They fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.

Vicky woke up again about 8:30, and Ken was gone. He must be with the puppies again, she thought. She stretched and felt luxurious. The memory of last night made her profoundly happy.

She smelled bacon cooking and realized she was hungry. Ken's shirt was on the floor from when he'd stripped it off her this morning. She put his shirt back on and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Beautiful." Ken said and went over to give her a long kiss. "You said you wanted a good morning kiss."

"Yes, I did," she said and sighed.

"Would you like some breakfast?"

"Coffee first. What are you cooking?"

"Bacon, eggs, sausage, orange juice, and anything else you'd like."

"Can I have fifteen minutes to clean up?"

"Sure. I left a new toothbrush on the bathroom sink."

Vicky went upstairs and called Laura.

"Vicky? How was your night? Are you at home?

"It was wonderful and I'm not at home yet."

"You know I'm going to need explicit details."

"OK. But now I've got to clean up and go downstairs for breakfast. He's making me breakfast. I've never had a man make breakfast for me except at a diner," Vicky said. "I think he wants to spoil me."

"You deserved to be spoiled."

"Laura, I like him a lot and that kind of scares me. I haven't had the best luck with men."

"Maybe your luck is changing. We'll talk later."

"By the way, tell John that I love him."

"Him, you can't have."

Vicky brushed her teeth and jumped in the shower. After getting clean, she put Ken's shirt back on. It was all she had to wear, and she liked it.

When she went back downstairs, Ken had the table set and the food all prepared. The dogs were lying around the table in beds sleeping. Ken was a good cook, and the breakfast was delicious. She knew that if she kept eating like this, she was going to look like "Mama."

"Vicky, I've got to say that that shirt looks great on you."

"Oh, this old thing? It belongs to a very, very close friend."

"What are your, or our, plans for the day?" Ken asked.

"Are you asking if I'd like to do something with you today?"

"Yes. Would you like to do something together?"

"That would be wonderful," she said.

"I've arraigned for a friend to feed the little guys at 5:00 so I'm free until 11:00." Ken said.

"I've got to get home and get something to wear other than that dress or your shirt." She reached up and touched the collar. "Can I keep this shirt?"

"Sure, but only if you wear it to breakfast."

"Deal."

"I have to feed the puppies at 11:00. I can take you home before or after and then we can figure out what we want to do together."

"Why don't you take me home first and then we can go see John and Laura at the shelter. Laura's going to want to talk. Maybe we can go to lunch again."

"Sounds like a plan."

They went upstairs to get ready. Vicky put her dress from last night back on. Ken threw on some shorts and a t-shirt.

"I guess you're not trying to impress me with your clothes anymore," Vicky teased.

Ken started stammering.

"It's just too easy to fluster you," Vicky said and laughed. So did Ken.

Ken took Vicky home. He walked her to the door and gave her a big kiss and then another.

"Stop that or I'll pull you in here and the puppies will starve. But I'll give you a raincheck." Vicky said.

"I'm free until 11:00 tonight."

"Pick me up around noon?" Vicky said.

"See you then." He gave her one more little kiss.

Inside, she leaned against the door and sighed.

As soon as Ken got in the car, he called John.

"Hey Ken, what's new?"

"I have to thank you. Vicky's is wonderful."

"So, you're just dropping her off at home? At 10:30 in the morning?"

"Yea, how did you know?"

"Vicky has called Laura at least five times since you dropped her off yesterday."

"We're not on speaker, are we?"

"No, but Laura's standing right here and anything you say she'll get out of me. Ouch! She hit me!"

"We're talking about coming out to the shelter around 12:30 to go out to lunch with you two."

"I know. But we need to get rid of the girls so we can get some pictures taken. Ouch! Stop that!"

"Deal. I'm sure the girls can find something to talk about. See you about 12:30."

Ken went home, fed the puppies, threw some balls for the other dogs, showered, and dressed. He was out of the house by 11:45 and back at Vicky's by noon.

Vicky was outside waiting for him. He jumped out of the car and came running around to open the car door.

Vicky caught him before he opened it and said, "Ken, you don't need to do that. I can open the car door."

"I won't if you don't want me to, but I like to. Is it OK if I do this?" He pushed Vicky against the car and gave her a long kiss, and then another.

"Not if we're going to get to the shelter," Vicky said somewhat dazed.

Ken started to open her door, but she got there first.

"Ha," she said as she slid in.

On the way to the shelter, they talked about yesterday.

Ken blurted out, "Vicky, I really like you. I know I shouldn't say that since I've only known you for twenty-seven hours. But I do and I wanted to tell you so. I liked you at the shelter, at lunch, at dinner, even with the puppies. I like being with you."

"What about after feeding the puppies? Did you like that?" she teased.

"That was one of the high points of my life. I'll remember that forever. But I felt this way before that. Even if last night didn't happen, I'd still want to be here with you," Ken said.

"It was one of my high points too, and I liked you a lot before that happened. It wouldn't have happened if I didn't like you. I'm not sure sex that good would have been possible if we didn't like each other a lot." Ken wanted to shout Hallelujah and get out of the car and dance but refrained himself.

"I know this was a setup by John. I didn't know anything about it until I met you yesterday. I don't think he told Laura either. What did he tell you about me?" Vicky asked.

"Not much. He said that you were beautiful, smart, funny, and gutsy. I asked him what he meant by gutsy, and he told me a story about a big fight with a guy that was your date at a party. This guy was like twice your size, and you told him what an ass he was and scared him out of the house. John was afraid he was going to hit you, but you wouldn't back down. He also told me that he liked you a lot, and that he thought I'd like you."

"That's all he told you?"

"Pretty much. This is embarrassing, but after lunch I asked him if he thought you liked me. He told me I was acting like a teenage girl and that I could find out by asking you out. God I'm glad I did."

Vicky laughed and said, "That's pretty much the conversation I had with him before you and I went to dinner. I called and demanded that he tell me about you. All he would say was you were a really nice person and that I'd be safe with you. Oh, since we're being honest, if you hadn't asked me out, I would have asked you."

"John's a funny guy. The longer I know him, the more I find that he's good at reading people and dogs. I've known him less than a year and I would swear he can read my mind. And I've seen him work with out-of-control dogs that people are afraid of. He somehow calms them, takes them outside and trains them with no problems. When we take pictures together, it amazes people how we get the dogs set up and take the pictures without talking. Since yesterday was a bit of a setup for you and Laura, you really didn't get to see us work."

Vicky thought back to the pictures John took of her and how he said that he had the power to read minds. She was starting to wonder.

"I've known John less than a week and yesterday was only the second time I've seen him. I just mentioned I wanted to meet someone nice at that party and here you are."

"Like I said, he seems to read people well and he has very good tastes in friends."

She hated having to wear a seatbelt; she wanted to snuggle against Ken. It wasn't long before they arrived at the shelter.

As soon as they got inside, Ken kissed Vicky and heard a collective "Ahh" from the women behind the counter. They went to find John and Laura.

Once Vicky saw Laura, they got together and started talking in hushed voices. Every now and then they would look back at John or Ken and smile or giggle.

John said, "It's like high school except now we're the lucky ones. I have an idea. Laura, why don't you and Vicky go grab us some burgers or something."

Laura said to Vicky, "It's only been a month and we're going to be eating out of paper bags?"

John said, "You can stop for plates, silverware and candles if you want."

"Vicky, a month ago he cooked a big fancy dinner for me," Laura said as she grabbed John's keys and left giggling. Vicky gave Ken a quick kiss.

Before they got to the car Laura said, "Start at the beginning and don't leave anything out."

Vicky told her about the whole evening starting with the dog mobile on the ride home. How nice, good-looking, and charming Ken was when he picked her up. About the restaurant that no one knew about and how Ken knew everyone there and how everyone treated her like family because she was with Ken. And the mountain of food and the special dessert made by Mama. About how Ken told her he liked her, but he had to go feed the puppies he saved from dying. And about kissing him and asking to see the bedroom and how wonderful he was. And about waking up and finding him gone and missing him and how he came back and was wonderful again. And about breakfast and their talk in the car.

"It sounds like you like him."

"I do. I like him a lot. It worries me how much I like him after knowing him for only one day."

"I've spent the night with John every night after knowing him for one evening and the next day. We spent most of that day having sex," Laura said.

"I don't know much about him. I know he was married and divorced."

"You also know that you like him, and he likes you. Everyone at the shelter knows that, from the stupid grins on your faces. That's a lot right there. You know that he's handsome, polite, kind, gentle, generous, and he makes you laugh. You know that he has a job. And that other people like him. From the few details you've given me, you're at least compatible in bed. From your glow and smile today, I'd guess that you are more compatible in bed than you'll tell me." Vicky blushed. "To find out more you may have to spend some time with him. Does that sound like fun?" Vicky nodded.

"Some guys don't like talking about themselves. If you ask him something, I bet he'll answer."

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John said to Ken, "Well, I take it you had a good time last night."

"You could say that." Ken said as he grinned ear to ear.

"Stop grinning and go get a dog."

Ken came back with a big black Lab named Herman. It took less than five minutes to get him set up and get his pictures taken.

"Is Bill or Susan out there? They can get a dog out and walked."

"I'll get another dog and see who I can round up."

He came back with a big friendly Pit mix named Bruiser.

"Bill's going to get one out now so he'll be ready."

They got Bruiser's pictures and Bill was waiting with the next one.

Within an hour they had all the large dog pictures done for the week.

They'd been done for a while and were packing up. The girls had not shown up with the food yet.

"Ken, do you and Vicky want to be alone tonight? I have a feeling Laura's going to want to do something together with you guys. I'm almost sure she's asking the same question to Vicky."

"Either way. As long as I'm with Vicky. I do have to be home at 11:00 to feed the puppies."

"So, you like her?"

"I really owe you. Would you like a yacht? I've got a couple I rarely see."

"I'm just glad to see you two happy. I haven't known Vicky for long, but I really like her and I'm glad I could introduce you to each other."

"I still owe you. It's been a long time since I've really liked a woman."

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Just then the girls walked in. They had bags of burgers and fries, drinks, paper plates and plastic spoons, knives, and forks. They also bought some votive candles.

They set places for us on a patio table, and they sat down to eat. Both John and Ken had dogs with them that were lying quietly at their feet.

"Ken, Vicky said you were trying to make her fat feeding her Italian food." Laura said.

"It was 'Mama' that thought she was too skinny, I think she's perfect." he said.

"She also told me that you lured her to your house with puppies. What kind of man lures a girl home with puppies?" They all laughed.

"Did she tell you everything we did last night?" Ken asked. Vicky blushed a little.

"Everything but the good stuff." Laura said and glared at Vicky.

"Get used to it, Ken. She'll tell the girls almost everything." John said.

"What girls?" Ken said.

Vicky blurted out, "It's a group of old friends that have lunch together."

John changed the subject and said, "We got all the pictures taken. All we need to do is pack up."

"If you're not busy tonight, do you want to come over to my house tonight for a cookout, a swim, and hot tub?" Laura said and smiled.

Vicky leaned over to Laura and whispered, "If you screw this up for me, I'll gouge your eyes out with a plastic spoon."

John leaned over to Vicky and whispered, "Vicky, wasn't there something you wanted to tell Ken about this evening, in private?" Vicky looked confused. "About the dress code at the pool and how you can make him feel more comfortable." It dawned on Vicky what John was talking about.

Vicky told Laura, "We'll call you when we get home about the cookout. We didn't get much sleep last night with having to feed the puppies."

Ken looked confused.

John said, "I'm done, let's get packed up and go home."

They loaded the equipment into John's car and John gave them a lift to Ken's car.

On the way home, Ken asked, "What was all that whispering about?"

Vicky explained to Ken, "I told Laura that if she scared you off, I'd gouge her eyes out."

"And John reminded me that I should tell you something about the cookout. Laura's pool party dress code is that clothing is optional but highly discouraged. John wanted me to warn you. Men worry that that they may get physically...excited by being around naked women."

"It's really a compliment for the women, but men don't believe that. The best way to insure that doesn't happen is to have a woman, in this case me, satisfy you so many times there's no way it will be a problem." She rubbed his crotch. "I see you're already thinking about it."

"I get excited around you with our clothes on. It's embarrassing."

"If you have a problem during the cookout, we could find someplace private for some additional help. Laura will have a lot of respect for you if we go."

"I should also tell you that if we stay together, and I very much hope we do, Laura will hold a party to introduce you to the girls. There is a group of nine girls, mostly models and ex-models, who will be there. At some point during the party, really most of it, we'll all be naked together."

"The cookout would be an easier way to get used to it. You can call John about it. He was the first boyfriend introduced at a party. Come to think about it, John was the first new guy in the group. The girls will love you like they do John. It's a new tradition started by Laura for John."

"I really, really don't want to scare you away by telling you this. If you don't want to do any of this, we won't."

"What is this girl group?"

"It's just a group of old friends that get together once a month for lunch. We look out for each other. If someone screws with one of us, they've screwed with all of us. They'll be punished. You remember the guy that John told you I stood up too? I'm willing to drop it. But the girls won't. They'll do something to him. We also police our own. If one of us does something out of line, she'll be straightened out, out of love. Ask John about Ashley. It sounds much worse than it is. We normally just do lunch."

"That sounds like a good group of friends," Ken said.

When they got to Vicky's apartment, Vicky took off all her clothes.

Ken looked at her surprised. "You might as well get used to seeing naked women walking around all the time," she said. "Come here."

He walked to her and said, "I'll never get used to seeing you naked."

Vicky led him to her bedroom, pulled down his pants, pushed him onto the bed and wrapped her hand around his cock.

"This is in case we decide to go to the cookout," Vicky said as she lowered her mouth over him.

Ken called John and asked him about the "meet the boyfriend" party and the girl group.

John told him, "I'll admit, I was terrified I was going to embarrass myself. Laura, how do I say this, satisfied me three times that morning and once during the party and that helped."