During our first years living in New York, Ana and I had got a cheap but nice apartment.

We had only one neighbor living in the same floor. His name was Ritchie and he was a young student. He looked a very confident little brat.

He always played loud music and we had gotten into a couple of verbal arguments about it. I often saw him bullying people; I knew he was a sadist.

Once he had also tried to touch Anita’s butt in the hall; but my wife had slapped his face as she ran away from him.

I looked at him as a dangerous guy…

One afternoon, as I came from work, I found my sweet watching TV, dressed in a sexy tight dress, waiting for me as we were going to go out for dinner.

Then we heard a knock at the door and I opened.

There was Ritchie…

“Hey, man…we have to talk!” He yelled at me in a harsh voice.

He took a step into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

Anita stood up and joined us.

“I want to bang your slutty wife…” He barked right in my face.

The room went silent, I felt shocked. That little cocksucker was crazy.

Before I could even say anything, Ana started laughing.

“You stupid dumb, get out from here…!” She groaned, looking at him.

He stood calm and staring directly into Ana’s eyes he whispered:

“I know you want it, honey…”

My wife looked in disbelief at him.

Just before I was about to usher him out of the apartment he made one last attempt.

“I bet I got a bigger dick than your useless husband…” He blurted out.

Ana again laughed at him.

She knew my eight inches had never disappointed her.

“You want to see who is the biggest?” The guy insisted.

“Fine, get ready to be embarrassed, little boy…” Ana said defiantly.

She gave me a nod and signaled to me to stand beside him facing her. I could not reject.

I walked over and stood beside Ritchie, facing my sexy wife. We began to undue our belts and trousers; then we pulled them down to the floor. There was no turning back now…

Then I unveiled my semi hard cock.

I heard a gasp from Anita as she glanced quickly from me to Ritchie’s crotch.

I also looked at his side. And I could not believe it.

It was easily seven inches flaccid, with a girth so thick as a beer can.

The young bastard had the biggest evil grin on his face, dangling his massive manhood right in front of my mesmerized wife. I turned up and looked at Anita; her face was in a daze.

Her eyes did not meet mine; they were fixated on that monster thing hanging there…

The whole room turned quiet for a second. I could hear Ana started breathing more heavily as she stood there frozen, staring in amazement at Ritchie’s veiny huge dick.