NEIGHBOURLY LOVE.

ADAM and I had been conducting our affair for over a year now.  It had ben so simple.  My husband was a security guard working night duties.  Adam was a postman.  He just started leaving for work earlier.  It was a great system.  He walked in this morning as usual.  Only it wasn’t usual.  His teenage son was with him.  He shut the door.

“Carol, we have a problem,” he said.  Craig has been watching.  He’s threatening to tell Susan and Jason if we don’t do what he wants.”

“What does Craig want,” I asked tentatively, having an idea of what Craig would want.

“He wants you.  He want’s you to undress, then give him his first sexual experience.”

I nodded, that sounded all right, I had worked the clubs when younger and was well used to stripping.  Allowing young Craig a quick matinee should not be a problem.

Adam frowned.  “There’s more.  He wants me in the room when you do it.  His third condition is that we share you.”

I shook my head at this.  A private strip show and a brief fumble was one thing.  This was something else.  Craig gave that smug smirk that had always infuriated everyone in the square.

“You’d better agree, Carol, or I’ll tell Mam and Jason.  I have photographs.”

“He has, Carol.”

“Hold on a minute, Craig.  This is just too much to take in.  How about I give you a full strip and a sex lesson tomorrow.  Just the two of us.”