Knock on the door

There was a knock on the door just as I was getting into the shower one evening.
I turned off the water and put a towel around myself and went to investigate.
Low and behold it was my lovely neighbour from next door. She immediately apologised for the interruption and asked if I had any virgin olive oil as she had run out and was preparing a long roasted eggplant for dinner.
Luckily I was able to oblige. We briefly chatted small talk and then she departed with the oil.
Later that evening I was finishing washing the dishes in my pyjamas when I heard someone call my name. Upon opening the door it was my neighbour returning the olive oil, plus a morsel of the roasted egg plant to say thankyou.
I asked her in, quickly finished the dishes and then offered her a wine.
I also suggested she should perhaps head home as her husband would be worried. She then said he was away with his mates for the weekend and then opened up about how they had not had any intimacy for months.
In no time the wine had gone to her head.
Because my partner had been overseas for six weeks I could relate to how she felt.
In a matter of minutes we were kissing and she placed her warm hand down my pyjamas. Needless to say I got a huge erection and in a flash she had her lips wrapped around the head on my throbbing cock.
We both knew this was what we were craving after weeks of missing the touching and endorphin buzz.
I caressed her nipples with my tongue until she could no longer resist.
I knew then it was time to take my big boy to her so I lent her gently over the kitchen table and slid inside her slippery and warm fanny.
In a matter of minutes she started moaning, I slowly kept gliding in and out whilst cupping her breasts in my hands.
Then an earthquakes of sorts erupted and we both collapsed in a lather of joy on the floor. I gave her a big hug and finished our wine musing over the amazing random albeit short interlude.
Probably the best adrenalin rush I will ever have.
Thank God for eggplant.