Homebody (Straight) My life is shades of grays and black. I have lived to see my deepest regret, what my wife relentlessly dredged up. I should include that my wife appears out of my league. Pamela may be 37, but her body screams out to most every man, she still looks like shes in her mid 20s. Smart, with great bone structure, and always eating right, she makes me feel young, and very lucky. We dont do drugs or drink. Shes unable to have children, but with a firm set of ample breasts, narrow waist, firm behind, auburn hair, legs that dont stop, beautiful bedroom eyes, and dont get me started about her small perfect feet. We had moved into our new home last year, and met all our immediate neighbors except for one family. My wife was determined to meet them, so she went over to introduce herself on a sunny day when I was away at work. She rang, and knocked, but no one answered. She heard movement, but gave up, obviously, they wanted to be left alone, maybe they thought her a salesperson, or worse. As my wife turned to leave, she could see through a break in the curtains of the dark house, a very skinny woman, maybe in her early 50s, in the midst of lighting a cigarette, watching as my wife walked away. My wife tried to write this woman off, and with every part of my being, I would wish she had done so. After a few days, curiosity brought her to the one woman who might be able to tell her. Kimberly is our age, late 30s, attractive, easy to talk to, very down to earth. My wife felt a connection with her the minute they met. She asked her about the people on the corner, whats their story. Her new friend hesitated, eyes looking away, clearly nervous, something put her mildly off, not anything my wife could put a finger on Theyre very private, I rarely see them outside. There was an accident some 7 or 8 years ago, her son cant leave the house, hes in his mid twenties, some brain damage, lost the ability to speak at least thats what Ive heard. My wife explained her experience, and the subject was quickly changed. I wish it had been enough for my wife to move on. As it would turn out, Kimberly did know something only rumors. My wife must be part detective, or deranged, since she couldnt let it go. Something strange was going on over there Kim had left something out, she was sure of it. Over the next few weeks, my wife would witness people coming and going to the house. Initially, she thought it was psychical therapists, or health care professionals of some type for the womans son, maybe they were dealing drugs, the maybes added up to only one conclusion, my wifes undying obsessive need to know. They always came and left through the door near the garage. My wife decided to try again, this time with a plate of cookies, something to get her noticed, to get her in the door. Once again, no luck in getting an answer, so she left the plate of cookies, with a note of introduction, a simple hello. Scurrying home to watch if the bait was taken, it wasnt. The next morning she noticed the plate was gone, and the morning after that, it magically appeared on our porch. Empty and clean, with a simple one word note that read: Thanks. I told her to let it go. It became an obsession, she wouldnt relent. After a couple more plates of cookies, and treats, she finally gave up. Not even a wave, return note or hello. She was angry now, put off, how dare they. She lost it, and went over to vent. She ranted on their porch in broad daylight for around 5 minutes. She knew they could hear, she lost sight of the sons predicament, she also lost sight of common decency, manners, she wanted some satisfaction of having tried to be friendly, neighborly. Finished, she held her hand to her mouth, looking about, questioning who else couldve heard her, questioning her own motives, what was wrong with her, it was near 2PM, Wednesday, was she crazy? near tears, turning away, only to hear the door open. She turned to see the same skinny woman, face tattered from too many years in the sun, and too much smoking. Hi wont you come in? She asked. So embarrassed, my wife nodded, her heart never beat so strong. Finally. Youll have to excuse us, but were very private people. Im Susan, please call me Sue. I should be the one to apologize. Ive just been so curious about you. Its a like a mystery I had to solve. Im Pamela. She held out her hand for a handshake, but Sue declined, offering my wife a chair instead. Please sit, Ill get us something to drink, coffee OK? I just made a pot. replied Sue. My wife searched the family room making mental notes, she also heard sounds from upstairs, curious sounds, she couldnt understand what they might portend. Disbelieving she was inside, what were they up to? what the hell was going on in this house? what were they hiding? Determined, obsessive, my little detective would not stray off course. She had to know. As you may have heard, my son was injured in an accident. Had a terrible car accident some 7 years ago. Lost his ability to speak, and is somewhat lets say a little out of control, not dangerous, but can be embarrassing if he gets out he becomes very . uninhibited tends to inappropriate behavior, so he stays indoors. Hes upstairs, and I attend to his needs. I dont leave to even get groceries, we have deliveries for everything. Now does that satisfy your curiosity? My wife replied that she was sorry to be a bother, but she had to know. A curiosity killed the cat type of thing. Sue was looking off, a million miles away, distant, lost in a thought Hows your marriage? Strong is it? Asked Sue. Thats none of your business. was the quick answer of my ever loyal wife. Now you know how we feel when people pry into our affairs. was Sues reply my wife finally got it. Even after all of my admonishments, she finally realized it was none of her fucking business. Im sorry, Im so out of line, Im an ass. My wife never felt so low or uncomfortable. I should go. There it was I should go. nothing would have changed if she wouldve just fucking left, but Sue stopped her Please stay, I dont get many visitors. It twisted and repeated in my wifes amateur detective mind dont get many visitors she thought, what the hell? there are people coming and going all the time. What is this shit? Im sorry Sue, but I see people coming here all the time, and they usually stay for an hour or more stated my now confrontational wife, her eyes burying into Sues, waiting for an explanation. She had gone this far, she wanted to know everything. Sue paused, drinking her coffee, long slow sips, with no reply in sight. Slowly lowering the cup to the saucer with her willowy fingers. She slowly looked up towards the ceiling, the sounds from upstairs nearly nonstop, then she looked towards my wife. So you want to know more questions questions so many questions what do they do here? why all the visitors? dealing drugs? Asian hookers? cant let it lie can you? Pams spine shivered, she was going to be told, or thrown out, it was one or the other, she knew it. Perspiring, breaths short, nervous damn it just tell me she thought. Just tell me. Pam was near her end and Sue, in her own way said something completely unexpected. Are you an officer of the law or in any way involved with any law enforcement agency? You realize you have to tell me if you are. My wife shook her head no, and told her so No, I am not. She was shivering, what was coming next? After another torturous pause How do think we make a go of it here? Asked Sue. Im not sure exactly what you mean a settlement from the accident, inheritance, disability replied my wife, but Sue stopped her NO, NO and No, none of that, were self supporting, we dont need anybodies help. Now you never answered the first question. I dont understand, what question is that? replied my loving wife. Hows your marriage? Strong is it? Yes, very strong, I love my husband. Good to the end she is, my love, my wife, my best friend. Well then, I guess theres no harm in you seeing my son. Replied Sue with a small risqué smile. Saying nothing, my wife followed Sue upstairs, to the room containing her son. Her heart beating so fast she felt faint, Sue told my wife her son mostly stays upstairs in his room, and has well hobbies. My wife took in the house, clean, everything normal, except for the unpleasant smell of cigarette smoke. Sue knocked on her sons door, then entered, my wife right behind her. It struck her the minute the door opened the smell of sweat. It was a clean room, very large, clearly, they had a wall knocked out to provide more space, high ceilings, with a table for eating, fridge, small stove, separate shower with clear glass doors, three large wide windows looking out into a large fenced. wooded backyard, a large double bed, and scads of workout equipment. Her son Todd was doing push ups with one arm when my wife and Sue entered, the source of those sounds, covered in sweat, covered in muscle, he began to stand. Sue didnt have to explain one of his hobbies he works out a lot and that hes exceptional in one other area. As explained before, he couldnt speak, he simply acknowledged them with a nod, and moved to the pull-up bar along the wall. His workout clothes were skin tight, and my wife caught sight of a bulge in his shorts that looked inhuman. Todd honey, this is Pam, our new neighbor. Barely breaking a sweat, he easily rolled off over 20 complete pull-ups. Hes like this off and on, for around 6 to 7 hours a day. All natural, no steroids, its all consuming, its all his life is about, pumping iron, eating well, some TV, reading, studying on improving his body plus a few other things. My wife barely heard her. His body, made her stir, like no other My God she thought, what he must be like in bed. Sue stepped back towards the door, slinking away as my wife held her ground. Taking in the Adonis, his chiseled body perfect in every way even more so she couldnt help but notice the bulge the floor shook as he released himself from the chin-up bar. He stood before her, his deep brown eyes locked with hers as he began to flex his mighty body in front of her she never knew the human body had so many different muscles on him, every single muscle bulged each one stood out so incredibly he removed his top to expose a set of abs, and chest that defied reality my wife was getting wet shaking her mind realizing she should leave he continued to show off the best body she had ever seen so powerful so clean such a small waist supporting an incredible chest so incredibly hot she noticed it again the bulge it was filling out way beyond anything she could imagine the door was shut silently behind her as Sue exited, Pam never noticed her eyes glued to the longest, fattest cock still confined within his workout pants. My wife fell completely into the rabbit hole. She was frozen, at least thats what she called it, unable to resist the irresistible. Todd reached for a towel, and began to dry off the sweat. The incredible mass between his legs, not yet released, not yet fully hard, was already completely dwarfing me. He turned on the shower, as my wife stood in awe of his hard muscled back she thought thats how all men should look, her body tingled from head to toe, lost in excitement. He stood facing Pam, my love, my life, and then, with excruciating slowness, pulled down his tight workout pants. When released, it was beyond beautiful, it was spellbinding, massive, and on his incredibly supreme frame, he appeared as a gift from God himself. My wife shook where she stood, never more turned on, never in need of anything so badly in her life. The clear shower doors left nothing to the imagination as he lathered himself up Sues prior question Hows your marriage? Strong is it? THE question Sue asked more than once, played over in her mind again and again my wife wouldnt hesitate never, never in her life could she turn this down she would never run from it instead, she would run to it she had to have it must have it would kill anyone for it a desire beyond any other completely overwhelmed and consumed her. It was a tease his display continued in the shower, my wifes need building with each minute. She was in awe, her eyes disbelieving, no one, absolutely no one, compared to this incredible hunk of man. He came out of the shower, a glistening mass of muscle and beauty. He held up the towel in her direction. She didnt need to be invited twice. Since he could not speak, she didnt say anything either, it just felt right, like some dream. Her hand trembled before this perfect physical specimen, this perfect man. She felt unworthy. She nearly came, just drying him off. His entire body rock hard, huge arms, beyond ripped stomach, and so hung, so huge, intimidating, yet screaming out for her lustful attention. She brushed it with the towel a few times as she dried his massive chest. Dropping the towel, so far beyond any level of lust she had ever experienced, she had to feel it, the heft, the incredible weight of it so long so thick still wet she thought never had she seen anything beyond average never had she considered bigger better until right now.