A young couple gets very close to their older neighbor

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“Hello,” Brandon replied, trying his best to be polite.

“I hope I’m not interrupting nothing, I just saw you and your missus outside earlier and figured I’d come and introduce myself. I’m Russ.” A trimmed beard and a cap adorned his face. He also had a thick country accent and a rough face that looked as if it had spent most of its time working out in the elements. A calloused hand stretched out.

Returning the gesture, the former urbanite took his hand, “I’m Brandon.”

“Well it’s nice to meetcha,” his eyes brightened a bit, “and who might this lovely lady be?”

“Hi, I’m Chelsea,” she said as she walked up to join the two men, her appearance hastily put back together. It was apparent that she had forgotten her bra. Russ took her hand and gave it a gentle shake. If he noticed the lack of undergarment, he was gentlemanly enough to give no hint that he had.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am,” he said with a pleasant smile. “I don’t wanna take too much of your folkses time, I just wanted to come over and say hello. I’m your next door neighbor.” Russ pointed at the house sitting on the next property over from theirs. “I’m retired and home most of the day, so if you folks ever need anything, I’m just a short walk away.”

“Well thank you,” Brandon replied, pleasantly surprised at the man’s neighborliness. ‘This was why we had left the city to move to the country,’ he thought. “And same to you. I’m going to be working from home so I’ll be around too if you need anything as well.”

“Well thank’ya. What is it you do fer work?”

“I’m a software engineer.”

“Well yer a lot smarter than I am,” Russ said with a laugh. “I just worked a ranch my whole life.”

“Hey there are days I would rather be doing something like that than sitting behind a desk all day.”

“Well it was hard work, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. What brought you folks here?”

Their conversation continued on for a while longer. They learned that Russ had been in the Marines for a while when he was younger and then came home to Idaho to take over his family’s cattle ranch. He did that for another 30 years before finally selling the ranch and buying the property next door, settling down with some horses, chickens and goats. Interestingly, he had never married. After shooting the breeze a little more, he finally tipped his cap, repeated his neighborly offer of help and took his leave.

“Well he was nice!” Chelsea said after Russ had left.

“He was!” Brandon agreed, “He’s the kind of neighbor I was hoping we’d have when we moved here. He seems like he’s going to be a great neighbor.”

“Mhmm,” she smiled the same smile she had earlier, “Now where were we?”

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The weeks went by and they settled into their new house nicely. When the moving truck arrived with their furniture, Russ was over and helping, just like he said he would. The couple didn’t even have to ask. He also helped when their new appliances arrived. Once they were completely moved in, Chelsea needed to find new things to do with her days. She wanted chickens, so Russ helped her build a chicken coop. He even gave her some chicks from his own flock that he had recently hatched. When she wanted to start a garden, Russ wasn’t much of a gardener, but he helped her build the garden boxes.

Russ was actually over quite a bit. Whenever there was something that needed fixing, he’d be over in the morning with his tools, usually having it fixed long before Brandon finished working that day. Other times, he could just be heard running his lawn mower. Later that day, they would come outside to their mown lawn. A couple times a week, he’d hang around in the evening and watch a Dodgers baseball game with Brandon. He usually joined the couple for dinner on Sunday as well. The two had only been there a few months, but Russ was quickly becoming part of the family.

Another thing Russ was becoming a part of was Brandon’s fantasies. He had never told Chelsea, but since they married, he had developed a cuckold fetish. It was a slow development, but one that was overcoming him bit by bit. His usual method of indulging his fantasies was with an internet search for cuckold videos and stories. If he felt particularly in the mood, he would blindfold his wife during sex. Then, he’d imagine he was a stranger, with his wife having no idea who was fucking her. Since the old rancher was spending so much time with them, it wasn’t long before Brandon fantasized that Russ was the one fucking Chelsea. The age difference only added to the novelty of the fantasy.

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