Last summer a new neighbour moved in next door ..... I just saw the van and guys carrying loads of stuff in for a few hrs ...... mid afternoon knock on my door ...... woman introduced herself with a gift saying she was sorry for any inconvenience or noise. She was probably early 50's, 5'5", long auburn hair in a pony tail, pumped lips, dark brown eyes, full make-up, stunning hourglass figure, fantastic tits and backside ..... stunned she didn't topple over..... dressed in black leggings, black t-shirt, white trainers ....... a soft, girly voice, more like a whisper ....... coming across as helpless, just a 'girl' ...... very polite, well mannered, very smiley, very 'up'. We chatted and it was clear she knew I was looking at her body, but she just kept giggling and fluttering her eyelashes as she talked, then after 15 minutes she said she'd better get back and we'd speak again.
Two days later another knock ...... she was there in white satin hot-pants and white sports vest, trainers ...... very tanned, great legs and arms ....... a tattoo on the back of her neck I hadn't noticed the first time. She said she had a Plumber doing some work and as he'd turned the water off could she use my toilet. A minute later I was stood outside the door listening to her pee. When she came out I offered her a drink and for the next 30 minutes she stood in my kitchen telling me all about her messy divorce, her nasty husband, her Media career ( that's why she always looked so 'full-on'), her morning gym routine and the numerous businesses she ran ...... she didn't have many friends being new to the area ...... all in that breathless, little girl voice. She asked where my wife was and I told her I was single .......even before she'd left I had a massive hard on just listening to her, not what she was saying but the whispery, girly way she said things and the way she kept stroking her bare arms as she chatted. When she'd gone I went upstairs, stripped off and had a long slow wank lying on the bed thinking about her.
Didn't see her again for a week or so, except when she was outside talking to the different tradesmen who came and went ...... every single one of them was letching as they chatted with her ....... every single one obviously wanting to fuck her ...... she was the absolute stereotype, cliche MILF ........ when she walked away just watching them exchanging glances showed what they thought ....... I was amazed they got any work done with the boners they must have had. A couple of weeks later on a very hot afternoon I was in the garden where I sunbath naked, very private and secluded ..... when I heard some noise next door ...... she was in her garden on her mobile. High hedges between the houses meant I couldn't see her so I went into the house and upstairs. From a back bedroom window I saw her walking from the house to a sun-lounger. She was wearing a silver metallic bikini, her huge tits spilling out of it and when she turned I saw it was a thong not pants, fantastic peachy cheeks ........ clear plastic mules, red toe nail polish, dark sunglasses, her hair piled high ..... she was like a porn star. I was already naked and stroking my cock as I watched her tottering across the patio in her heels, a glass of wine in one hand, her phone in the other. Putting her glass down she swung her legs across the lounger and lay back, her heels digging into the lounger making the muscles in her legs taut as she continued on the phone ...... I was rock hard watching her, pre-cum oozing as I wanked ...... all the time imagining standing next to her in her garden and wanking to her command until I spunked ....... then I realised I had ..... a stream of cum rolling down the window.
Following morning, another hot one, a delivery guy left a parcel with me for her ..... she'd gone out early, gym presumably and after lunch I heard her in the garden again so decided I'd take it round. I was so horny I slipped a steel cock ring on, my cock semi-hard already, then some white ciré shorts, skin-tight making my cock bulge and the solid steel ring a clearly defined shape . ..... white trainers, no top, naked torso, sunglasses ...... She opened the door, looked shocked, surprised, laughed and just said 'hello' ..... she was wearing the same thonged bikini and mules ..... holding her parcel under my arm, my body exposed to her I said 'I have something for you'. She was staring at my cock in the shorts then told me to come in. She walked ahead of me to the kitchen and as I followed I touched my cock looking at her fantastic cheeks separated by the sliver metallic thong. She asked where I got my tan, had I been on holiday and I said I always sunbathed naked in the garden, then asked if I'd like a drink and as she opened the box told me to pour two glasses, white wine ...... the bottle half empty. From the box she lifted a mini dress, more micro mini ....... tiny shoulder straps, like a sheath, the fabric soft, like lycra ....... very pale colour, 'Nude' she called it ...... she seemed very excited about getting it, babbling on about how long she'd waited for it, then asked if I'd like to see it on ....... 10 minutes later she came back into the kitchen wearing it ..... it looked like it had been sprayed on her, like a second skin ..... and the colour of it almost matched her own skin ...... it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples prominent and erect, and the length of it only just covered her cheeks and pussy ..... in the clear mules she looked even more fuckable as she did a couple of twirls asking what I thought ...... I knew what I really thought but couldn't tell her that so had to say how fantastic she looked ....... that seemed to please her and she touched my arm said 'awwwwww thank you' then kissed my cheek. Just then her phone rang and as she leaned forward to pick it up off the sofa the dress rode up her hips exposing her bare cheeks, arse and I was sure her pussy ..... maybe that was my imagination but she was definitely naked under the dress. She went onto the patio as she talked on the phone and sat at the outdoor table. I went out and lay on her lounger. Looking across at her I was so low down I could see under the table. Even from behind her sunglasses I sensed she was watching me as I stared at her. Keeping her ankles together she very, very slowly opened her knees, the dress couldn't have been covering her cheeks it was so short, and I could see her naked pussy. She held her knees like that the whole time she was on the phone and all the time looking over at me from behind her sunglasses. I just stared back and lightly touched the outline of my cock, nothing too obvious in case I was mis-reading things but by now it was absolutely rigid, straining the material.
She ended her call and said she had to go out. As I walked over to the table she was looking straight at my cock. She reached up, touched my arm again, said she'd enjoyed the visit and that I should call round again.
Back in my garden I slipped the shorts off lay on the sun-lounger and started wanking, thinking about her as the hot afternoon sun burned my naked body. I was edging, eyes closed, picturing her pussy as she spread her knees, her cheeks as she leaned forwards, her body as she walked through her kitchen ...... so fuckable .... so close by. I was almost cumming, opened my eyes and looked over to her house. She was at a window upstairs looking over at me, very still, just. watching. I put my feet wide on the grass and as I tossed myself faster and harder I raised my hips off the lounger and staring at her I SPUNKED all over my stomach, chest and neck tossing and wanking until I had every drop. As my cock softened I slowly began to wipe the cum into my skin, covering myself then lifting two fingers to my mouth I tasted it as she watched. Next time I looked she'd gone.
I didn't see her for the rest of the week then on the Friday another delivery for her arrived ...... again she was out ..... I began stroking my cock, thinking about how the afternoon might pan out when I heard her car.
Part 2 to follow
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