For almost three years now, I’d had a unfulfilled fantasy. Last summer, that fantasy was fulfilled. Karen and Dave are next-door neighbors, both in their mid twenties. Karen is in good physical shape, even though Karen and Dave have three young children. She has blond hair, large breasts, a flat stomach, fairly wide hips, and a lovely, heart-shaped ass.
Believe me, I’ve enjoyed the fact that my bathroom window gives a view of their back yard, complete with Karen laying out in a skimpy bikini. Dave is built solidly, with lots of muscle. Though I’m only 20, I can’t compare to him.
However, Dave flies for one of the airlines and is often gone for a week or even more. That is actually what my fantasy centered about. While a three-some would certainly have been enjoyable, I had often thought about Karen and I having an encounter when Dave was gone.
On the day it finally happened, I had the day off. My sister, mom, and dad were all at work. It was hot, about 110, but there was little humidity, as we were in Phoenix. I had gone biking early that morning, returning at 7:00 to see Karen looking good in a knee- length robe.
She whistled at me in my biking shorts, the first indication I’d ever gotten that she was flirtatious; uncharacteristically cocky, I flashed her a smile and wiggled my rear at her, yelling out “You want it — come get it!” She laughed and went back inside, her hips swaying from side to side. I wheeled my bike in the garage and stretched down, thinking of her.
Later that day, I was out in the back yard “painting” the fence that hides the pool filtration stuff. Because I was “painting” with a clothes-hostile mixture of linseed oil and turpentine, and because of the heat, I had taken my shirt off, leaving only my old, faded bathing suit on. The other advantage to the bathing suit, of course, was that I could jump in the pool whenever I got too hot (as, shortly, I was going to get).
Anyway, I heard the Karen’s door open and shut, followed by the sounds of the chaise lounge scraping on concrete, which soon quieted. I set down my brush and pot of goop and went over and stood on the diving board, which gave me a view over the cinderblock fence. Karen was lying out about ten feet from me, at an angle, facing towards me, her eyes closed.
I felt stirrings in my pants as I took in her long, tanned legs, the string bikini covering her pubic region, her flat stomach, her glorious breasts accented by the bikini top, and the cloud of long, blond hair around her face. Rather than have her catch me staring, I called out “Looking good,” also unusually bold of me, given how she and my mom talk together.
Karen’s eyes popped open and quickly found mine. She looked a little startled, but also a little pleased. She got up and came over to the fence, giving me a great view of her breasts, which were pressing together due to their confinement. I felt my dick harden in response. Then, she mentioned that their pool filter was acting up and that she didn’t know how to fix it. “Would you be willing to take a look at it?” was said with a perfectly innocent look. I readily agreed, hard- on or no hard-on.
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