"I should have never told her how much I love her ass" I thought to myself with a shake of the head when I caught yet another glimpse of her through the window. I was out in the yard working on the lawn and she was inside cleaning. It was our Saturday tradition ever since I asked her to move in with me. I loved maintaining a beautiful green manicured lawn and she loved to keep the house clean. What she loved even more however was teasing me mercilessly.
I had already gotten up and put on a pair of thin basketball shorts and my old tennis shoes before heading out to the shed to get out my mower and edger. It was still early in the day but already the sun was peeking over the distant mountains and shining bright so I didn't bother with a shirt. She was asleep when I went outside but I had barely begun my work when I saw movement through the blinds. The swish of her yellow summer dress twirling around her long slender thighs caught my eye and I stopped to stare at her.
She was dancing around the living room, obviously playing whatever pop song was her favorite that week. The dress she wore was one of my favorites. Thin straps holding it on her shoulders, a deep neck, and short enough to barely hit her mid-thigh. She twirled again, the dress lifting enough to show me her bare ass before falling back around her legs. She knew I was watching and knew how much I loved it.
With another shake of my head I turned my back on the lovely sight and mowed a line away from the house. When I reached the sidewalk and turned around I could still see her figure through the window, though the distance made it harder to make her out. As I mowed my way closer however she slowly bent over, making a show of rearranging some pillows on the couch, her legs straight and the dress lifting up her ass. If I was closer I know I would have been able to see her smooth pink pussy peeking out from under the dress. As if she could feel my hungry gaze she turned and smiled at me before straightening and resuming her playful dancing as she cleaned.
I finished my work with my thick cock jutting out away from my body, tenting the thin shorts I wore obscenely. Every time it started to go down I'd catch another glimpse of her. I was just about done when I happened to glance toward the house and saw her washing the window. She was on her tip toes stretching towards the top of the window, her chest thrust forward probably more than necessary, the bottom hem of her dress teasing just low enough to cover her treasures.
Any chance my cock had of softening was instantly overcome and it stood our strong and proud under my shorts, just as Mrs. Broadbent from down the street came walking by. A glance told me that my naughty little tease had disappeared from the window, but there was no hiding the obscene bulge caused by my raging erection. I watched as her eyes flicked downward and fastened on my shorts before jerking back up to meet mine. A flush appeared and I thought she was about to slap me, or at least hurry away looking offended.
Instead she gave me a coy smile and said, "Well someone obviously enjoys their yard work."
I took a breath to explain but instead simply shrugged and smiled, my shaft still proudly on display under the thin cotton. "Must be the scenery," I said, thinking about the long legs and perfect body that had been teasing me all day.
Mrs. Broadbent flushed deeper and gave me a look that I couldn't quite read before wishing me a good day and walking down the street. Puzzled I finished my lawn and put away my tools before heading into the house. It wasn't until the blast of cold air blasted me that I realized how hot and sweaty I had gotten. I could feel the sweat on my chest turning cold, and my nipples hardened in response. My erection had also subsided finally and now lay against my thigh, not completely soft, but no longer uncomfortable in my shorts.
Alyss was nowhere to be seen, but I found a glass of ice water on the counter and hurried towards it. I drained the glass and took a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of cold air on my sun heated skin. Filling up the glass again I headed to the couch and sat down, reaching for the remote to turn on a football game. Then she walked back into the room, causing me to look up.
She still wore the dress, one strap hanging off of her shoulder. Her curled hair fell around her face and she smiled at me. "Hi Daddy," she said sweetly, innocently, pretending she had not just spent an hour teasing me through the window. Her eyes traveled down my body, pausing on my bare chest and then again on my shorts where the outline of my shaft was just visible. She licked her lips, her eyes sparkling playfully at me.
"Old Mrs. Broadbent sure looked like she enjoyed the view you were giving her Daddy," Alyss said, a hint of jealousy in her voice. Her eyes stayed fixed on mine though and she giggled softly.
"You enjoyed that did you?" I asked with a growl in my voice. "I thought she was going to go report me for obscene behavior or something. And "Old" Mrs. Broadbent is younger than I am by the way..."
Alyss grinned and walked towards me, watching as my eyes fell to her long beautiful legs. "That's cause you're old too Daddy," she said with a giggle. "Old and grumpy and no fun."
