Despite the rough next day, my week was fairly uneventful. I didn't see Amber at all, although I did notice that the wooden bowl and money were gone from her deck the next day when I came home from work. I spent most of the week either in my office downtown or my home office on the second floor of my house. I noticed that unlike my previous neighbor, Amber kept the blinds to her living room window wide open and from my vantage point in my office I could see right down to her couch - a perfect bird's eye view. To my disappointment, she seemed to not hang out there very much, even though I admit I ran up the stairs several times every evening to see if I could catch a glimpse of her in her PJs, or maybe even underwear, watching TV.
When the weekend rolled around I was looking forward to a couple days of rest and relaxation. When I saw Amber leave her house in her workout clothes I ran out there as quickly as I could to pretend to check the mail.
"Oh hi Amber!" I said in my friendliest neighbor voice, waving at her.
"Chris! I'm so happy to see you!" She said, running over and giving me another quick hug. "I'm so sorry about last weekend - you must have thought I was terrible asking you to pick me up like that. I don't remember much from that night but it looked like you were the perfect gentlemen helping me to bed." She gave my arm a light squeeze. "Lots of guys would try to take advantage of a situation like that but I know I'm safe with you!" She giggled a bit at this but I didn't really see the joke - it really sounded like a compliment to me.
"Oh - yeah of course, no problem - anytime" I stumbled, trying to get every word out at once. "So what are your plans today?" I said as casually as I could. I was going to invite her out to dinner or a movie if the opportunity presented itself - I was trying to work up the courage. I was distracted by the amount of cleavage I could see - she was wearing yoga pants and a sports bra that was struggling to contain her substantial breasts, and mostly succeeded in lifting them up to display them more.
"It's going to be such a beautiful day I thought I'd spend it on my porch, you know, working on my tan" She laughed and spun around for me, showing just how tan her perfect skin was. I thought of the last time she sunbathed and instantly found myself getting hard.
"Yeah...yeah.." I stumbled. "Perfect day for being outside...I was thinking I should get some yard work done myself." I thought I could spy on her beautiful nearly-naked body from my yard as I did some routine maintenance around the yard.
"Oh Chris, I was going to ask you..." she looked down at her feet again, suddenly shy. "I still haven't been able to save up enough for my own lawnmower. And, if you're already going to be outside maybe you could mow for me like last time..." She looked up at me from under her lashes. "While you're over at my house already I could probably use some help with the lotion again..."
"Yeah!" I practically shouted. "I mean, yes I would be happy to help. Of course. When?"
"After my workout? maybe start around noon? Great!" Amber clapped her hands and popped into her car, waving as she took off.
Several hours later I was walking the mower around Amber's back yard while she sunbathed just like before. She was wearing a different but equally revealing bikini and I was trying to act cool and not ogle her but of course I was failing miserably. She was lying on her back with her legs spread slightly and she was already glistening with a combination of sweat and suntan oil.
"Hey Chris?" She called me over to her. I cut off the mower and practically ran up onto the deck, eagerly anticipating another body rub.
"I'm lying here and I just noticed there are some leaves and branches and things up in the gutters. Is that ok or is that not good for a house?"
I looked up. I could tell right away the gutters were in bad shape. Again, the previous owner left the place a bit of a wreck. Her lawn was looking great now due to my efforts last week, but the gutters...
"Uh, yeah...it's not good. When they get clogged rain can back up under your shingles and cause water damage. It should really be taken care of immediately."
"Oh! That sounds serious! Well thank you so much - I really appreciate it! Before you do that though could you oil up my back really quick?" Without waiting for a response she turned over onto her stomach and pointed at the bottle of suntan lotion nearby.
What the hell, I thought. How does she do that? She asks me to do all the chores for her and I know I'll do them if it means I can touch her and be near her. Surely she's doing this intentionally? Or maybe it's some instinct she has - wrapping men around her finger without even realizing she's doing it? That's probably it. I couldn't believe this beautiful, kind-hearted woman would be deliberately manipulating me. I eagerly grabbed the lotion and sat down next to her. I was smarter this week - although it was uncomfortable I was wearing jeans to work in her yard. I picked those to help hide the erection I was sure I would have being around Amber like this.
"Do you usually wear jeans to do yard work?" She asked, as I started rubbing her shoulders. "Oh - go ahead and unto my bikini top - I'd love it if you could give me a nice long back rub - I've been so sore after my workouts!"
Trembling, I untied the string of her bikini top. She was lying on her front, but it was still exciting to know that her breasts were now theoretically exposed - if she were to turn over suddenly or something. I entertained the fantasy that she'd forget and stand up, and I'd see her topless for a second before she realized her mistake... at that moment I was very happy I was wearing jeans because I could feel my dick stiffen almost painfully.
"Uh..no not normally...I guess it's just what I had on today" I lied.
"Seems funny to me and not very comfortable" she said. "And that feels great Chris - keep doing that please" I was massaging her back, slowly running my hands from right above her ass to her shoulders. Her skin was smooth and felt incredibly under my fingers, and my eyes were glued to her perfect rear - naked except for the string of her bikini.
"Are you a briefs or boxers man, Chris?" She asked, a slight smile on her lips.
"Um...boxers. I mean...briefs!" Her question caught me off guard with it's unexpected intimacy and I panicked and said the first word I thought of instead of the correct one. I remembered I put on a standard pair of tightey whiteys that morning - completely unsexy but it's what I've worn since I was a kid and never really thought about changing.
Amber laughed. "You don't know what kind of underwear you wear? Maybe your mind was somewhere else" She giggled again and slightly shifted her hips. I froze - did she know I was staring at her ass? Surely she was just getting more comfortable.
"It's a shame because if you were wearing boxers well, they're basically shorts, and with my fence no one can really see back here except from your house. I bet you'd be a lot more comfortable like that. But oh well. Can you go lower please?"
My hands were already on her lower back - just above the perfect globes of her rear.
"Ah...ok - are you sure?" I mumbled, not trusting my luck but wanting to make sure I didn't do anything to offend Amber.
"Yes, please Chris. My trainer absolutely murdered me on leg day yesterday and my glutes have never been this sore. Just for a few minutes please?"
She didn't need to ask my twice. I squirted a bit more lotion on my hands and tentatively touched her perfect ass. She let out a little sigh of relief.
"That's it - that feels great. Keep going."
I was rubbing her ass in circles, pressing down quite firmly. Her ass felt amazing - firm and toned. Whatever her trainer had her doing was working! My dick was at full attention and throbbing painfully. I was doubly glad I thought to wear jeans today!
"Could you do it harder please? Rub deeper - I'm REALLY sore there."
I paused - I didn't really have good leverage from where I was, sitting awkwardly to her side.
"Ok, I just need to move" I said. I moved down to straddle her calves, facing her body. From here I was able to put my hands on her perfect butt and press firmly with some body weight.
"Ohhh..." Amber let out a moan that I'd swear was almost sexual. "That's it - that feels so good! Please keep going Chris."
Again, I didn't need her to ask me twice. I kept up my efforts. I could see between her legs very clearly, noting the faint outline of her pussy lips. I kept my eyes there as I worked, rubbing her ass for what felt like an hour but was probably 15 or 20 minutes. Amber occasionally sighed and moaned under my hands. I was in absolute heaven. If doing a few chores allowed me to do this, I was completely on board!
"Thanks Chris - that was so perfect! That felt amazing!" I sat back up and clambered off of her legs, standing stiffly after being in that uncomfortable position for so long.
"I need to do a few things in the house - could you tie me back up please?"
I inwardly groaned - i was hoping she had forgotten. I bent down and reluctantly tied a semi-passable bow in her bikini top. Amber hopped up and gave me one of her quick hugs. This one was amazing because I realized she was basically naked, but like always I mostly felt her arms and maybe a hint of her chest against mine before she broke contact.
"Thanks again for doing the gutters!" She called over her shoulder as she disappeared into her house.
