The weather report said that we were expected to get four inches of snow last night. We got the dreaded phone call that school had a delayed opening. The kids slept in and their bus picked them up at ten o'clock. I looked out the window and saw that my husband hadn't shovelled the driveway.

I really hated him for just leaving without bothering to help me out. I guess since I was a stay at home mother, he figured I had all the time in the world to take care of it. I really did think he thought I sat around watching television and eating bon bon's.

After breakfast, I got myself dressed and did my make-up and hair. I knew I was just going outside, but I wanted to look good in case any of the stay at home dads were out shoveling. There were several in our neighborhood.

I went into my garage and took my shovel out. I walked outside to the front yard and then locked the door. I had noticed my new neighbor was outside snow blowing his driveway. We had never talked before, but always waved at each other. I didn’t know if he was married, because I never saw a woman there. I definitely needed to find that out. My curiosity was definitely peaked.

The whole driveway was covered in snow. Thankfully, somebody was kind and did the sidewalk. I was annoyed that my husband didn’t even have the decency to shovel our driveway.

I started to push the snow with my shovel. The snow was very wet and heavy and it was not an easy task. I started to cry a little, because we had a double driveway. This was going to take me a while to get it clear. I was not really an outdoorsy type of person.

My new neighbor waved at me and then started to walk towards me. I didn’t want him to see that I was crying and wiped at my eyes to dry my tears.

“Hi! I’m Rich and I live over there. I always see you, but we have not officially met.”

“So nice to meet you. My name is Ellen.”

Rich approached me and put out his hand. I shook it and we started to talk.

“When did you move into the neighborhood?”

“I guess we’re here about six months now. I used to live a few blocks away.”

“Are you married?”

“No! My wife and I recently got a divorce. She lives a few blocks away. I wanted to be near my kids, so I saw this house for sale. My kids come over every other weekend.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. How long were you married?”

“We were married fifteen years. One day, she woke up and didn’t want to be married anymore. It was really hard on my kids. We were such a close family. Are you married?”

“I’m married, but sometimes I feel like I’m a single mother. My husband works like twelve hours a day and is never home. We just don’t connect anymore. I think our marriage has lost its luster.”

“How long are you married?”

“It was twelve years last month. I just feel so alone sometimes.”

“Have you ever had an affair?”

“No! But, I have thought about it. I guess if I was to meet somebody interesting, I might think about it. It’s not like I go looking to cheat, but if an opportunity presented itself, I might entertain the thought." 

“I know how that feels. Before my wife left, she was going out all the time with her girlfriends. She was acting like a single girl not a married one with kids. I often wondered, if she was cheating. She always claimed she was not having an affair. She has a lot of men that she dates now.”

“It’s really kind of cold out here. How about I plow your driveway? After I’m done, how about you come over for some hot chocolate and I’ll light a fire.”

“That would be wonderful. I’d really be so happy if you could help me out. As you can see, this snow is really heavy."

“I would be happy to help you. It would be my pleasure.”

“Thank you so much, Rich. You’re an absolute doll!”

Rich then went back to his driveway to grab his snow blower. He then plowed my entire driveway and went over the sidewalk again. It only took him about fifteen minutes and then we both walked back to his house. He put away his snow blower and I followed behind him. I made sure that nobody saw me going into his house. I didn’t need anybody starting any gossip about the two of us.

“Let me take your coat, Ellen.”

Rich helped me off with my coat. We walked into his living room and he lit a fire.

“I love fires. My husband and I rarely use our fireplace. I haven’t sat in front of a fire in years.”

“Why don’t you sit down and I’ll go make the hot chocolate. I’ll be back in just a few minutes. Ellen, please make yourself comfortable.”

I sat down and Rich walked into the kitchen to prepare the hot chocolate. I just looked around the room. He had a very nice house from what I could see. I was enjoying looking at the fire and immediately started to feel warmer than I did when we were outside.

He then came back with two big mugs of hot chocolate. He even put whip cream and sprinkled some cinnamon on the cream. He looked amazingly handsome. Rich was about fifty-two with brown hair and green eyes. He was about 5’10” and had a nice body. He was so friendly and had a really great sense of humor from what I could see.

“Thank you so much. This is wonderful. I haven’t had hot chocolate in years. I make it for my kids, but never have it myself.”

I then blew on the cocoa and I took a sip. Rich was just smiling and talking to me. I felt really horny and was thinking all kinds of naughty things. My husband and I had not had sex in a very long time and I knew that he was divorced. If he made a pass at me, I wasn’t going to say no.

“You’re a very attractive woman, Ellen. I hope you don’t mind me saying that.”

“Thank you. My husband never tells me things like that anymore. It’s nice to get a compliment.”

“Really! Are you having trouble in your marriage?”

“We don’t have sex very often. I don’t think he’s having an affair. I really just miss the closeness that we used to share. Even when he's home, he doesn’t really talk to me much.”

“Shit! If you were my wife, I’d make love to you every day. You’re so beautiful and I can tell you’re an amazing woman.”

“You’re so very sweet. I’m so glad you moved in. It’s always nice to have a handsome neighbor.”

“You’re much to kind.

I'm also an unattached neighbor. I would love to kiss you. Would you mind if I did?”

“I would love for you to kiss me.”

With that Rich moved closer to me and kissed me on my mouth. I didn’t pull away. We kissed deep and passionately. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouth. He was a really good kisser and we kissed for a very long time.

“I would love to make love with you. Would you like to be with me?”

“I would love to be with you.”

Rich then went into another room and got a quilt and some pillows. I helped him spread out the quilt and he put down the pillows. He then helped me get undressed. He pulled up my sweater and pulled it over my head. I helped him off with his sweater. We both took our shoes off and took our own jeans off. Rich unhooked my bra and I helped him off with his boxer shorts. He was nude and I was in my panties.

“Ellen, lay down on the quilt.”

I then went on the quilt and put my head on the pillow.

We both were on the quilt kissing and holding one another. My fingers moved between his legs and I grabbed his cock. I noticed that he was semi-hard. I stroked his cock while he stroked at my covered panties.

I moved my hands up and down his hard cock. He had a decent sized cock. He was much bigger then my husband. He then moved down to my feet and spread my legs. He pulled my panties down and then put them on the floor next to us. He just looked at my pussy and then dove right into my bald mound. He moved his tongue all over my pussy lips. He sucked and lightly chewed on them.

“Fuck! That feels absolutely amazing. Fuck!”

Rich then pushed his tongue inside of my pussy. I hadn’t had oral sex in a very long time. I was very excited and started to grind up against his face. He was tongue fucking me very deep.

“I haven’t had this in so long. Fuck!”

I was riding his long tongue that was very deep inside of my pussy. His tongue felt incredible and I let out a moan and started to come on his tongue. My sweet and tangy juices were rushing down and Rich was slurping them all up. He really seemed to be enjoying my pussy.

“I want to pleasure you now.”

Rich then stood up and was stroking at his cock. He was hard as a rock. I got on my knees and put his cock into my mouth. I bobbed along his hard cock. Rich picked up my brown long hair and watched me suck his cock.

He started to move his hips and face fucked me. I kept pace with him and made all kinds of wet, sucking, popping noises. My cheeks were bulging, spit oozed from the corners of my mouth. His cock was deep down my throat.

“Ellen, you suck cock so good. Fucking hell!”

I moved up and down his shaft. I held and rubbed at his smooth balls.

“Finger my asshole! I really love that.”

I took my two fingers and entered his anus. I rubbed at his prostate while I sucked, slurped, and gagged on his hard cock.

“You suck cock so good. I can’t believe your husband doesn’t have sex with you. You’re a sex kitten. Fucking hell! It’s his loss and my gain.”

I was moving his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. My mouth was all the way in his groin. My fingers were rubbing his prostate. He was thrusting in and out of my warm mouth.

“I’m coming. Fuck! That was amazing.”

I swallowed his hot come down my throat. He was stroking at my face. 

We just held each other on the quilt and I played with his cock. He got hard fairly quickly and then he rolled me onto my back. Rich rubbed his cock onto my juices and slid into my cunt. His cock felt amazing while he pushed up inside of my vagina.

We looked into each other’s eyes while he thrusted in and out of my wet pussy. My legs were at his side while we made love together. We were kissing passionately. My breasts and his chest were rubbing up against each other. At that moment, I was in a complete trance while we made love. My hands were rubbing at his back.

“You’re so beautiful, Ellen.”

We were moving together while he moved in and out of my pussy. We were both moaning together. Rich then pulled out me and came all over my stomach.

“That was amazing!”

Rich fell on top of me and we just held each other. I couldn’t believe that I had just cheated on my husband. I felt bad after we had sex, but I just smiled and kissed Rich. I was feeling all these feelings of regret. I knew that I did something really bad.

“I want to see you again, Ellen.”

“We have to be so careful. I live across the street from you. If my husband catches us, he’ll leave me. I cannot risk that. I really don’t know if we could do this again.”

“We’ll just be very careful. I have to see you again.”

“Okay! But, I really should go now. The kids will be home soon. I kind of feel terrible, that I’ve cheated now.”

“You said that you and your husband haven’t had sex in a while.”

“I know, but it just feels wrong now. I have to go.”

I then gathered my clothes and got dressed.

“I really have to go. We’ll talk soon I promise.”

I then ran out of his house and I couldn’t believe it. My husband’s truck was in the driveway. I wondered why he was home. I started to feel very sick and hoped that he wouldn’t be able to smell anything on me. I knew I had that smell of sex.”

I opened the door to the house and my husband was in the kitchen and looked confused.

“Where the hell have you been?”

“I saw one of the neighbors and they asked me in for a cup of hot chocolate.”

“We’ll discuss this when I get home. I was calling you on your cell phone.”

“I left my cellphone in my purse. It’s in the closet.”

“I have to go. Ellen, we’re not done talking about where the fuck you were. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay!”

My husband walked out of the house and got back into his truck. He pulled out of the driveway and sped off on the snowy road. I knew I had some explaining to do. I texted my neighbor up the block and told her if my husband contacted her, to just tell him I had cocoa at her house. She texted back and said she’d cover for me.

I knew I would have to come clean with her. I was hating that now I was going to start lying to my friends and family. I knew that this had to be a one-time thing. I could feel a headache brewing.

I waited for my children to come home. I was going to have to tell Rich that it was just a one-time thing. I was dreading having that conversation with him.