As I entered the darkened room, I could hear soft snores emanating from the couch. My mind raced with anticipation as I crept closer, my neighbor's sleeping form illuminated only by the dim glow of the television. I slowly undid his pajama buttons and slid my hand into his boxers, feeling his hardness beneath my fingertips. Without waking him, I guided him to the stairs and up to our bedroom. Once inside, I helped him out of his clothes as he mumbled incoherently in his sleep. And then we fucked - hard and passionately - our moans echoing off the walls while my wife continued to slumber undisturbed in the next room.
