It was a meeting with the girl next door. It didn’t happen on purpose, I never wanted or wanted it to happen, it happened. About two months ago my wife Dorothy and I were invited with our neighbors to celebrate their 19th anniversary. My name is Jack and I’m 29. My wife is a cute little redhead and her name is Dorothy. He’s younger than a year, and we don’t have kids right now. We talked about it, but we kept shutting it down because of both our work. We have great jobs and now none of us was ready to give up them so that we can start a family. We didn’t want to have kids until we could spend the time with them.

Our neighbors were about eight or nine years older then us. They had a daughter who was 18 and she was almost ready to start college. We knew our neighbors well and often had barbecues together. Their daughter, Susan, had normally disappeared several times that we came to their house. She was a regular teenager and she didn’t want to stay home to celebrate with her parents. He had his friends and things to do. I had seen Susan sunbathe in the pool many times in her cute bikini and she was a very beautiful girl. I always liked the view, but I never thought about it much more then. I was happy with my life and my wife. I didn’t want to or I thought about anyone else, no matter how cute they were. I loved my wife Dorothy with all my heart.

The night we went out with our neighbors we ate and drank all night. We danced a storm and had fun celebrating their anniversary. We didn’t come home after midnight. Of course we were all drunk enough. No body really cares because tomorrow was Sunday and we could all sleep. Throughout the night my wife took pictures of the night so I could print them later and give them to our neighbors as a small gift. I probably took about 25 photos that night. We owned a very small but very expensive camera. We took it in all our holidays and took excellent images to be so small in your hands. I liked it because I could stay in my pocket and pull it out whenever I needed it. She was small, light, and I took her everywhere. My wife loved making great photo albums of the places we traveled.

Our neighbors invited us for a cap last night and, of course, we excluded. We opened a bottle of wine and after my first glass I had to ask to use their bathroom. Someone was already inside, so they told me to use the one upstairs. I was pretty drunk and all I heard was the first door on the stairs. If I had listened closer, I would have heard it was the first door left upstairs. The first door upstairs was on the right. I just got to the door and opened it. It was dark and I came in and found the light switch on the side of the wall. As soon as he arrived, I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn’t believe what I was staring at. There spread on the bed above the covers was Susan. What dropped my mouth was completely naked, completely shaved, and she was asleep.

I couldn’t move the view was so impressive. I should have quietly left the room and not say a word, but his body looked so perfect and seemed to be pregnant. If I hadn’t been so drunk, I would have left, but I quietly closed his door and walked deeper into his room. His body looked like he was placed. The legs were open and the arms rose around the head. Her young extravagant tits still a little out, so I knew she had to have a rather developed set of breasts. As I walked closer, I looked between her legs at her very smooth pussy and again I had an incoming shock that would make my mouth open. I approached and suddenly I saw that her pussy lips were covered by a bright white liquid. The second I approached enough to know. Susan had just been fucked a long time ago. She was running away from her pussy and beginning in the pool on her covers under her body. I looked then suddenly remembered my camera in my pocket.

My hands shook abruptly while I powered the camera and pointed it right to his naked body. When I pressed the shutter button, the entire room lit up by the flash that turns off. I had a heart attack. She should have woken her up easily. I filled the camera in my pocket and started making my way to the door. I knew if she woke up, I’d be in trouble. I started making up an excuse for being in his room. I got to her door, and I noticed she didn’t crash and slipped. I stayed there a few seconds, then as a dummy came back to his bed. I looked at her closer eyes and she was really cold. Suddenly I had the courage of a drunk man and I pulled out the camera and got up right over her and took the picture after the picture. He never moved a muscle. I could see her dress and panties on the floor next to the bed. I didn’t know if that or what happened. I lost track of time while I moved around and approached the photos and away from the pictures. I don’t know how many times the flash went away, but it was a LOT!

I was in his room more than five minutes. Suddenly I remembered everyone downstairs. I took a few last pictures, then I turned off the camera and filled it in my pocket. My dick was so hard in my pants I couldn’t get downstairs. I turned off the lights at Susan’s room and locked her door like she was. I never touched her once, and now she was there just like I found her. After my hard dick finally settled down, I fell downstairs and joined the celebration. No one ever said a word. I was gone about ten minutes and quickly realized that I had gone away with it. I told Dorothy I was ready to go home and we finally waved at night. I brought my wife home and hid the camera in one of my drawers. We both went to bed, but after what I just saw, I had to relieve the pressure on my body. We were both drunk, and yet I attacked Dorothy the second she slept with. It didn’t take me any time to cover her belly with my huge load of ugly hot sperm. I remember closing Dorothy and not even cleaning it up, that’s how we were both drunk that night.

We both slept like children until 10:00 in the morning. We got up and I just thought about the camera in the drawer. I wasn’t drunk and I felt stupid for what I did. I remembered that perfectly. I had to wait about three hours before I could get the camera and download the images to our computer. Then with my wife safe at the house of our neighbors, I started looking at thru all the photos I took last night. I quickly went the first 25 that were us and the neighbors out of party. But once I had to photograph number 26, my heart started running and everything came back to my memory. I kept clicking on the image after the image and every inch of Susan’s body was captured perfectly by my expensive camera. The blows of the ugly white goo coming out of her pussy were very erotic. It was easy to say she was just fucked. All the evidence was tearing her away.

I expected the show to end, but 60 photos later I finally got to the last hit. I started telling me how stupid I was last night. I put so much at risk of taking these photos. I put them in a safe enough place on our computer where I knew Dorothy would never find them. Then I turned off the computer and thought about Susan now totally differently. Before it was just my young teenage daughter, now she was in my mind as a sexy hot girl who was more erotic then even my wife. If I had deleted the pictures, things could have returned to normal, instead of at night when I knew it was safe, I looked on all 60 images and really hit my whole life. I couldn’t see him, but Susan was becoming the girl next door I had to see. I never had thoughts like these before, but looking at her naked photos every night as I just pushed to do things I never would have done just a week or so.

I started looking at other places on the web where photos like Susan were available. I was rapidly dropping into the computer world of porn. The more I looked at the pictures, the more I wanted to see. Then it came the day I wanted to show that I also had photos. The first day I had done my mind, I was about to send some photos of Susan’s sites, I felt like lit as a guy could be. I had to invent fake e-mail accounts so nobody found out it was me who uploaded the photos. After I got everything done, I chose some dome photos of Susan taken when I was near the door in her room and uploaded them to three different websites. When I’m done, I was trembling so badly that I was just able to sign from the computer. Suddenly I felt alive and couldn’t fix myself from the bad thing I just did. I didn’t know how to change an image or empty a person’s face. I uploaded the raw image directly to the site. It was not easy to distinguish Susan’s face, but whoever was in her room and knew who would put two and two together at once.

Later that night I signed on the computer while my wife was downstairs watching TV. I immediately saw my fake email account had 10 email messages. I opened my email and everyone wrote me to tell me how hot my photos were. They begged more and wanted to exchange one on one of the images they had for more pictures I could have. Every e-mail was positive and told me how hot the girl was in the picture. They could tell the girl she wasn’t old and Susan had a really nice body. The email pushed me even further, I closed the door quickly to our computer room and hoped that Dorothy would not come looking for me. I collected three or four more photos, but this time it was very close to Susan’s body. With the first pictures I sent, her identity was hidden to most people, but these images now showed her face in excellent detail and also the ugly white sperm she was dripping from her pussy came to view for the first time.

I uploaded the pictures to the same three sites then again was barely able to turn off the computer. I unlocked the door and went downstairs and found Dorothy. I grabbed her by hand and took her to our room. He didn’t know what was going on until I stripped her quickly. She laughed and told me I was really excited lately. We played in our bedroom for over an hour. Sex now seemed much warmer and nastier then had never been before. I didn’t know, but it was because I thought about Susan and other girls I’d seen naked on the web, not my wife. I’ve never had bad fantasies like you’re doing now. I didn’t have enough of my wife that night. She surprised her but at the same time she really enjoyed the extra attention too. I came twice that night and you too. We fell to sleep in the bare arms. We haven’t done this since the first year we got married.

In the next three or four nights my mailbox was full. I continued to get super great comments from both guys and girls looking at pictures. Of course, every night I was sending a couple of Susan photos to the web. It took about a week before receiving an email and sent me away once I found out who it was. I read the email and the person was in panic mode. I read a little more, then he hit me. I read the whole letter of a page and Susan was praying to me not to publish more photos of her. He didn’t know who I was, how I took pictures, or why I was posting them. I begged myself more and more times to email her back and not publish other photos of her on the internet. He told me all his friends were watching them in the last week and he didn’t find out until today. The end of your email had about 50 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE and another request for me to email you.

I was so shocked that Susan found the photos. The web was huge and I didn’t think anyone would ever see them knowing Susan. I didn’t think his photos were downloaded and uploaded to other sites. Her images were so sexy and erotic, everyone was downloading them and pushing them all over the web. I didn’t email Susan that night. I had to think about it. The next day, I couldn’t handle it and I sent her an e-mail. I didn’t say much, but he knew from the e-mail address that I was charging most of his photos. Your answer came back immediately. It was another long email and explained a lot more then it had to. She told me she was torn apart that night. Her boyfriend just took her home, then stripped her and fucked her for over an hour since she was too out to stop him. He even told me he left him for what he did. He said in the email that the bastard fucked him without using any protection. She confronted her when she woke up naked the next morning and her bed and her body was full of sperm.

He prayed to know how I got the photos and asked if his boyfriend left someone else in the room while he was fucking her that night. Susan didn’t know what was going on, and her boyfriend wouldn’t give her answers now that she framed him and broke him. I knew why Susan was like that night. I just didn’t know what I wanted to do. I decided not to answer your email. I didn’t want to upload his photos anymore, and maybe he would drop everything. I would have kept all his pictures well hidden, but I had already decided not to delete them. I had too much fun watching them when Dorothy wasn’t there. I still went to look at other photos on the sites, I was too far now to give up this. I started to notice a new email from Susan once or twice a day. He begged me to write it and not to disappear as if he was afraid that I was going to. I didn’t write it for about three days, and at that time I probably have 15 emails from her.

One night when my wife was out shopping, I just gave in and wrote a long letter to Susan. I had to turn it in a way that he would believe, but also in a way that would not connect me with the pictures. I told her she couldn’t tell her boyfriend we were talking, if she found out I’d know. Then I told her I was there in her room with her and her boyfriend. I told her she invited me to come and catch everything with my camera. I told her I had about 400 photos that night. I also had pictures of her and her boyfriend. I guessed and told her I had a lot of pictures of her sucking her boyfriend. It was all fiction, but I wanted to see how Susan would respond. While I emailed the message, I started thinking how Susan was a few inches away from me, probably in her bedroom right next door. Thinking about this really turned me on again. I left my computer and 25 minutes later I got an answer. Now I knew Susan was in her room. I really felt good while reading the long email from her.

Susan told me in the email she knew from the first photo that she was supposed to be a friend of her EX boyfriends. He always tried to make her pose for a photo or two, but she always refused. Then the first time she was out of her mind, her boyfriend took huge advantages with her and now she was paying the price. Susan still begged me not to publish her photos elsewhere. He also asked me to keep answering his emails until we can fix something. She told me that the 400 photos I had of her naked and having sex with her boyfriend would ruin her life if they were out in public. She asked me what I wanted from her in exchange for all the pictures I had about her. I immediately realized Susan was smarter, then most girls. She knew what would work, and she was willing to pay that price, but only if she got all the photos and a promise from me I would never have kept or post one of them again.

I had a lot of soul again trying to do. He was my neighbor. Until this month, there was no way that I could do something like I was running my mind, but even at that point in time it was not a porn addict website. I haven’t figured it out yet, but now I definitely fell into that category. All because I went into the wrong room one night when I was a little drunk. It took me a couple of days to find the courage, then I wrote the e-mail that would end my marriage on the spot if my wife ever read it. I worked to see more than Susan without her learning who my real identity was. I sent Susan the letter and waited for an answer. It took about three hours, then I had another two-page answer where Susan really tried to talk to me about my plans. I had nothing to lose, I sent a quick response back, take it or leave it, your help! I did not expect a quick answer as it came, I could say from the answer Susan was not happy with it, but she accepted my conditions to get all the pictures back. Now I just had to wait for the perfect time. Susan would have let me know when that would happen. He had no choice.