Some Neighborly Guidance

Mr. Pete lounges on his couch when a knock hits the door. He hauls himself up, swings it open, and there's Jade Kush, flashing a smile that's half sweet, half stormy. They exchange hellos. 'Hope it's cool I dropped by unannounced,' she says, looking for some advice. 'Hell yeah, that's the perk of having your guidance counselor next door—I'm always game for a chat,' he grins, waving her in. He plops down on the couch beside her, eyes lighting up. 'Hey, wasn't the career fair today? Spill—how'd it go?' That's why she's here for advice, Jade admits. He told her to scout jobs for life inspo, but nothing clicked. Zip. She's more lost than before, she sighs. 'Totally normal at 18,' he reassures her. 'You won't have all the answers yet; figuring out your path takes time.' Yeah, but she figured she'd have a clue by now, some direction, she shoots back. He jumps in to help, firing off questions to nail down her vibe. She mentions loving hands-on work, then spots his wife's massage table. 'That intrigues me—maybe I'd dig being a masseuse.' She asks if she can test basic moves on him, see if it sparks joy. He hesitates, but caves. She starts with a shoulder rub while he stretches out face-down on the table. Damn, it feels good, and she gets hot eyeing his build. 'Lose the shirt,' she purrs, 'Gotta know if I'd handle skin-on-skin with clients.' Reluctant again, but he strips it off and flips over for chest work. Hands gliding over his bare torso crank the heat between them, both lost in the buzz. They snap back when she eyes the NURU gel bottle. He dodges explaining it, but she teases, 'Let's slather it on and find out.' His resistance crumbles like a bad bluff; they lock lips and head to the shower. Clothes hit the floor fast. Soapy hands roam—hers strokes his rock-hard cock, he gropes her perky teen tits and dips fingers into her wetness. Shit gets real erotic quick. Then, freeze: he hears his wife padding around, fresh from her nap. 'Gotta stay dead quiet,' he whispers, tense. Jade smirks, 'Extra quiet it is.' They dive back in, biting back moans as he darts worried looks at the door. Next, they sneak to the spare room for the real deal, tiptoeing like thieves. She slicks up with NURU, sliding her body over his in slippery glory. It melts into heavy foreplay until—bam—his wife yells, 'Pete? Where are you?' He hollers back quick, 'Giving a student advice—need privacy!' She buys it. Tension eases, and Jade eases his throbbing cock right into her tight pussy. Jade came for career tips, but she's scoring way more than neighborly wisdom this time.