Susan Riddle awoke with a start. It was still dark outside although she could hear the sounds of early morning birds chirping so she knew that dawn was soon to break.

She had been having an extremely erotic dream and although she knew from experience that her memories the dream would vanish in a moment, the most important elements remained in her conscious mind. She had the same erotic dream every night, over and over but it faded quickly into dreamland. When she awoke, her dream had manifested itself in the physical world again, that was obvious when she reached down and felt the wetness in her panties.

It had been the same dream she had explored ever since the Jacksons had moved next door to her and her husband Lance's home about three months before.

The Jacksons, Lucinda and Darnell, were very close in age to Susan and her husband. Susan assumed that financially, they were also pretty close to the same territory as her family. Like her family, the Jackson's had one son who was six-years-old. Jason Jackson and her son Timmy had become instant best friends. They were in the same first grade class at Hillsdale Elementary. Each day, they joined up to walk the four blocks to the school, returning home and often playing together until both boys were called into dinner.

There were many other similarities as well between the Jackson and the Riddle families. Both couples had an interest in tennis and the both of the husbands played golf together. Both couples were liberal minded however neither felt bound to the Democratic Party. It was no surprise that less than a month after the Jacksons moved in, that the two couples became very good friends.

However, there was a somewhat definite noticeable difference. The Riddle family was white and the Jacksons were a mixed black and Hispanic couple. Moreover, Susan was convinced that her husband Lance had never pulled Lucinda Jackson aside and kissed her while no one was watching, not as Darnell had done with Susan, twice now. No way, Susan had told herself would Lance do something like that.

The first incident had occurs at a small dinner party hosted by the Jacksons. There were two other couples there that night and Susan felt she was fortunate that no one wandered into that hallway that night when Darnell took liberties with her and pulled her into his strong arms.

Darnell had taken Susan totally by surprise and she had quickly pushed him back away from her, looking around quickly to assure herself that her husband or anyone else had not witnessed the event.

She had resisted the urge to slap Darnell Jackson but fear of making a scene that might be noticed by Darnell's wife Lucinda or her husband Lance, as well as anyone else at the party, stayed her hand. She had simply pulled away from his embrace and given Darnell a stern look, shaking her head to say, "No!"

Nevertheless, Susan had grudgingly found herself thinking about what had happened for many days afterwards. She did not want to admit it, but she had been secretly thrilled by Darnell's aggressive act because Susan had already realized that she felt attracted to Darnell. He was a very attractive and large athletic man, compared to the shorter and slighter build of her husband.

That hallway incident had occurred three weeks ago. It had also coincided with the beginnings of Susan's erotic dreams, or at least she thought that his unexpected kiss was when and where her dreams began. Anymore, she was not sure. She may have been fantasizing about Darnell from the first time the met and she had somehow subconsciously telegraphed her desires to him. Maybe it was all her fault that he made a move on her, she considered, running the idea over and over in her mind. Susan had read on the Internet how body language can reveal a lot about whether a woman was physically attracted to a man and maybe she subconsciously telegraphed to Darnell how she felt, he must have known what he needed to know to interpret the signs.

Yes, she knew she had been a little guilty with touchy feely stuff even before the incident in the hallway. She had surprised her husband one night when they visited the Jacksons by giving Darnell a quick friendship kiss on the cheek as they stepped inside the Jackson home. She had done the same to Lucinda. That had been the first time Susan had ever kissed an African American, even though it was just a 'hello' peck not a real kiss. Those did not really count as kisses, she felt, and she tried to explain that to Lance afterward. He had trouble agreeing with her.