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The small town in twentieth-century America seems to be the last stronghold to many of our traditional values, not the least of which is the sacredness of home and marriage. It is understood that here, if nowhere else, man and wife live together and only for one another in spirit and in flesh.
But a careful look beneath the veneer shows that the results of the instability of our times have reached into many non-urban areas, and their inhabitants are often dealing with the same problems as their counterparts in the city. The conservative, middle-class facade masks many ills, not the least of which is the decline of the institution of marriage.
THE NEIGHBOR’S DAUGHTER is the story of how one man’s frigid wife forces him into the arms of a girl, a girl whose carnal appetite draws him into an ever-widening circle of lust and depravity.
THE NEIGHBOR’S DAUGHTER — a story of the turmoil raging beneath the deceptively calm surface of one small American town. A portrayal of an affliction that plagues many modern-day marriages.
Horny thoughts were running through Frank Kirkwood’s mind as he stood before the mirror, lathering his ruggedly handsome face. It was Saturday morning, and like every Saturday morning he would soon be on the golf course, and like every Saturday morning, his thoughts were of Nora, not golf. His thick cock quivered as his thoughts drifted to his lovely wife sleeping in the next room. He loved Nora very much, and his whole body ached with a flaming desire to thrust his big rod deep into her warm pussy, but he realized it was out of the question.
It had been several weeks since she had reluctantly let him fuck her, and he knew it would be many more weeks before she would consent again. During their nineteen years of marriage, Nora’s sex drive had slowly waned until it was now almost nonexistent. Over the last few years there had been so many bitter quarrels over sex that Frank had finally given up. With his strict moral ethics, he had never remotely considered an outside affair and kept his ever-mounting frustrations locked inside his tense body.
Frank Kirkwood was one of Clarksville’s more successful businessmen, as well as a civic leader in the small community. With their handsome seventeen-year-old son, Brad, the Kirkwoods were considered by their friends and neighbors as an ideal family.
When he finished shaving, Frank walked slowly down the hall to their bedroom. His massive cock gave another lurch as he stood by the bed and watching his lovely sleeping wife.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number EL-1001 in the original publications (a duplicate).