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Jennifer sighed. Next month would mark the five year anniversary of her divorce, and in those five long years, not once had she had sex. She missed the touch of a live, warm person. It had gotten to where even her fingers and toys weren't enough. When she moved out of her husband's house, Jennifer moved into a quaint apartment complex. Little did she know that it was inhabited by married people, most of whom were elderly. She was very happy with her little apartment, but was very lonely and frustrated with her life. Jennifer had taken to staring out her front window, trying to figure out how to solve her no sex problem. About a month ago, she caught a glimpse of her new neighbor; beautiful brunette that lived two doors down from her. She would watch her walk with her military husband down to his truck each morning, and most of the time the lady was wearing a short, thin robe. Jennifer's pussy would tighten when sexy neighbor lady would bend over to kiss her husband, because the woman apparently slept naked. Just the mere sight of her puffy clam peeking from between her thighs make Jennifer's slit drool. Jennifer, a night shift nurse at the local hospital, had just gotten off work and was heading home. She was overjoyed with the fact that her vacation had begun. As she walked to her apartment, she noticed that military man's truck was gone. She found that odd, because he didn't normally leave until well after Jennifer was home. Continuing to her apartment, she was stopped dead in her tracks by sexy neighbor lady sobbing. "Hey! Are you ok?" Jennifer asked. Sexy neighbor lady jumped. She looked around, as if she expected to be mugged. Jennifer, wanting to ease her tension, stepped closer. "I'm Jennifer. I live in 104A; two doors down from you," she said softly. "I'm Alisha," she replied, trying to gather her wits. "I couldn't help noticing how extremely upset you are. Are you ok? Can I do anything to help?" Jennifer asked. Alisha took a big breath, Bostancı Escort straightened her robe, and sat down beside her door. Jennifer, standing at the bottom of the porch, got a clear view of her new friend's bare pussy. Wanting to be support, but unable to look anywhere else, Jennifer felt her slit tingling; the crotch of her panties was drenched in her cream. She couldn't lie to herself. She wanted Alisha in a bad way. "My husband deployed to Thailand for the next six months. This is the first time we've been apart. I'm gonna be alone...all alone," she said, with tears welling up in her eyes again. Jennifer ripped her gaze from Alisha's pussy. Thank God she had been halfway listening. Sitting down next to the younger lady, she wrapped her arm around Alisha's shoulders. "You're not alone. You can visit me anytime, and I'll come visit you whenever you want me too," she said, "I know how hard it is to be alone. I've been on my own for the last five years, ever since my asshole of an ex-husband left me for his secretary." Alisha gave her a watery smile. They sat on the stoop for a while longer, making plans to go shopping, work out, whatnot. Within the next month, both ladies grew very close. One would stay with the other to alleviate the loneliness. With each waking moment, Jennifer grew more obsessed with Alisha. Every night, she would finger her wet pussy, while tugging on her turgid clit, until her sheets were soaked in her juices. She had to struggle to stay quiet, because she didn't want to wake Alisha; who usually slept in Jennifer's bed with her. The night time was the hardest time for Jennifer. Old habits die hard, and Alisha continued to sleep in the nude. But, it was just the two women, so modesty was not a high priority. Jennifer spent a lot of time secretly looking at Alisha's body. Her's was a body to die for. She was taller than Jennifer, by at least 4 inches, with long legs, a tiny waist, and full, rounded hips. Her ass Bostancı Escort Bayan was tight and oh so bubbly, but it was Alisha's tits that garnered all the attention. They were full and high, with pencil eraser sized nipples that were always erect. Jennifer, a mere 5'4", was not bad on the eyes, either. A natural redhead; she was fair skinned with bright blue eyes. Her body was curvy; her breasts firm. Months of working out gave her a tight, flat tummy and a rock hard ass. Three months into their friendship, Jennifer noticed how down her friend was and decided she needed a special kind of cheering up. She went to the liquor store and bought several different kinds of alcohol. Going to Alisha's apartment, she let herself inside and called out to her friend. "Hey, Alisha! Come here," Jennifer shouted. "Why are you yelling?" she answered, entering the kitchen. "You're halfway through! Your hubby will be home in three months," Jennifer said, "So, grab your jammies, we're having a party for two at my place." Although she was happy that Alisha's husband would be coming home, Jennifer was a bit jealous. She didn't want to share her, and to tell the truth, she was half in love with Alisha. She knew that her friend wasn't comfortable in bars and absolutely detested being hit on by drunkards. So, Jennifer opted to stay home and get drunk. Jennifer ran home and quickly changed clothes. She put on a pair of loose shorts and a tank top. Deciding against wearing a bra, she reasoned with herself that it was because she was at home, not that she wanted to tongue fuck her friend's pussy. Alisha arrived about twenty minutes late, wearing shorts so short that they molded her slit into a camel toe. Her shirt, or lack of a shirt, stunned Jennifer. Alisha had on a tiny tube top that barely covered her tanned boobs. In fact, most of her tits spilled over the top. Jennifer started to wonder who was going to seduce who. While Alisha pulled shot glasses from Escort Bostancı her bag, Jennifer sneaked to the thermostat and hiked it up, making it warmer. She returned to the kitchen to find her friend bent over at the waist digging in the fridge for some limes. Jennifer's mouth watered when she saw how far up Alisha's ass her shorts were. She could literally see most of her ass cheeks and some of her friend's curly pubic hair. With her cunt humming, Jennifer gathered the tequila and went to the living room. They played games where the penalty was to drink a shot, and before long, both women were buzzing nicely. Sitting back on the couch, they abandoned the liquor for talk. "You know what? I really miss Steven. I miss him a lot," Alisha said. "Know what I miss?" Jennifer asked, "I miss the physical contact." "Me, too. Steven has a huge dick. When I was in top, I could move my hips just right, and his dick would rub this spot high up in my pussy. I would nearly drown him; I would get so wet," Alisha admitted. Jennifer was never able to hold her liquor. She sat beside her friend for a moment; both quiet and reflective. "It's been five years, since anyone's touched me," Jennifer whispered; tears welling up in her eyes. Alisha draped her arm around Jennifer's shoulders and pulled her close. Their heads touched, and they sat quietly for a moment. Jennifer, who had been staring off into space, noticed that Alisha's hand had begun to slowly rub up and down the inside of her thigh. She watched that small hand travel from her knee all the way up to a fraction of an inch from her pussy. Holding her breath, Jennifer hoped she would continue upward. Under the pretext of changing positions, she opened her legs wider, so that Alisha had a clear path to her moist lips. Alisha took the hint and lightly brushed her fingertips over Jennifer's crotch, causing the woman to jump slightly. Unaccustomed to another one's touch, Jennifer felt the electric sizzle all the way down to her toes. She looked at her friend, who smiled gently, and then leaned forward and kissed her. Jennifer could taste the tequila on Alisha's soft lips. She opened her lips slightly, and felt Alisha's tongue dart gently into her mouth.