Cheating on my girlfriend with the two bisexual milfs next door

My girlfriend Claire was away at her coffee shop job and I had the day off. I thought I would take the chance to just kick back and watch tv all day.

My phone buzzed and I looked to see that there was a text from Claire with a heart emoji. ‘Love you babes, can’t wait to get back home to see you’.

 Heart emoji, ‘Love you too’, I texted back.

I felt like a cup of coffee so went to get the milk out of the fridge, but there was none. Damn. I could nip down to the shops, but all I wanted was a little for my coffee. Maybe I could go next door and ask?

Our neighbour Lena was a women in her early forties who lived alone. I wasn’t sure if she was divorced or not, I hadn’t asked. She had always seemed like a nice woman when I had talked to her, although I had never really gotten to know her that well.

When I thought about it we lived in a world where people did not interact with their neighbours enough, so what the hell. I would go next door and ask her for some milk.

There was no answer when I knocked, but the door was ajar. Should I go in? Older people were always telling me about the days when you could just walk into each other’s homes without knocking, so perhaps I ought to do my part in bringing back those more neighbourly times.

I opened the door, entered, and strode along the hallway. It seemed like a well kept home, and the scent of strawberry air freshener was in the air.

Then I heard something. It was a low moaning coming from the room to the right up ahead. Was Lena alright? I had better go check.

“Lena, this is Mark. Are you…”

I froze in the living room doorway. There on the couch was Lena...with another woman. She was not ill.

Lena and the other woman were both naked. Lena was on top of her in a position I had once seen in porn. I believed it was called the sixty nine position. Her head was in between that woman’s legs, and she was lapping away on that pink crevice like an animal. When she looked up from between those creamy thighs, her face was dripping in the juices.

Both of then sprang up off the couch and to their feet.

I was looking at two fully naked and mature women, both with full, rounded breasts, and I could see from the hardness of their spit covered nipples they had been giving each other tits a good suck as well as their pussies.

And as for those pussies, they both sported neatly trimmed pubic triangles, leading down into thick, pink labia. I saw beads of saliva sliding down their thighs.

The world seemed to stand still as we all desperately thought of something to say. Eventually I was able to form some words.

“Um…I…just came round to borrow some milk. So…so you’re a lesbian?”

I instantly cringed inwardly. Why had those words left my mouth?

“We’re bisexual actually”, said Mr Lena. “Um, this is Sara.”

Sara was familiar. Then it hit me. She was from two doors down, and she was married if I recalled correctly. That meant she was cheating on her husband in a lesbian affair.