A young man falls prey to his attractive neighbour's dominance, as does his mother.
"What on earth did you think would happen?" The foolish boy's neighbour looked down on him as he hung his head, embarrassed at having been caught. She, at five foot ten, stood a good three inches taller than the young man who lived next door with his mother.
"I'm sorry, Miss Steen. I couldn't help myself. You just looked so beautiful, lying out there by your pool. I just wanted to see more closely."
Indeed he had. Saturday afternoon and his mother was out with friends at the local sports club, having left her 18-year-old son in his room, listening to music and surfing the net. He had heard the splash from across the wall and peeked out of his window. He had noticed her before, of course, and even run some errands for her over the past few months since she had moved in next door, but this was special. She was wearing a small bikini, actually a very small, silver bikini and he had watched in admiration as the athletic looking woman, just twice his age and looking ten years younger, swam some lengths of her outdoor pool.
The costume had loosened as she dived in, but she didn't mind that. It was nice to liberate the tits in the pool and as she returned to the shallow end she stood up and removed it altogether. She thought she noticed movement in the half-open upstairs window of the house opposite but she had heard their car leaving twenty minutes ago so believed the house to be empty.
She continued her exercise, a few more lengths and then rolled over to swim on her back for the final four lengths. She saw it again, the curtain twitched and there he was, half a face peering out from behind. The little sod is spying on me, she thought, and here I am with my tits out.
The spider began to spin her web.
Leaving her discarded top at the bottom of the pool, she glided to the edge nearest the watching boy and stood up again, shaking her head to disperse the water, climbed up the ladder and out of the pool.
Her 36C boobs stood out proudly, the nipples long and stiff with the cool breeze on them, and made a show of pulling her bikini pants up very tightly into her crotch. There was so little cloth, and she pulled it so tight, it disappeared into the crack of her pussy and stuck there. That should get a reaction, she thought, and went over to her recliner and lay in the sun on her back, her boobs basking in the fresh air.
Tom was thrilled. His gorgeous neighbor had never gone so far before. She really was a stunner with her tall frame so perfectly proportioned, glistening, thick raven hair and olive skin, and now as good as naked. I can't see any hair there. Does she shave it, he wondered? Tom did what all eighteen-year-olds would do; he dropped his pants and masturbated furiously. Like an idiot, his window was raised open and just as he began to cum, he approached the window and sprayed his load straight through the open space and into his garden below. Unfortunately, just as he was doing this, Evelyn Steen opened her eyes, spotted the boy and sat up, gazing at him in mid-spurt. She put on an outraged expression and stood up, looking at him and shouted out:
"You horrible boy! Come down here this instant!"
Tom knew he couldn't deny any part of what he had done. It was a fair cop, and now he stood before his neighbour, hands clasped in front of him and eyes down in shame as he continued his confession.
"I don't have a girlfriend, Miss, so I haven't seen a girl with so few clothes on." He knew the hole he was digging was getting deeper.
"Does your mother know you do this kind of thing? Spying on your neighbours and performing disgusting acts of lewdness in front of them?"
'Oh, please no. Please don't tell my mum, Miss. I'm already on my last chance with her. Please don't tell her."
Gotcha! Miss Steen took a long deep inhalation and drew herself up to her full height. This didn't help poor Tom, for although she had wrapped a silk gown around herself, her bikini top still lay in the depths of the pool and her nipples were aching with the fun she was having. They were very obvious under the thin material and whenever Tom looked up at her, his eyes could rise no higher than those nipples.
"So, you agree that what you did was wrong? Disgraceful, even?" she asked, more quietly and controlled this time.
"Yes, Miss Steen. I know it was bad and I shouldn't have done that. I really am sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?" Tom was contrite, knowing exactly what would happen if his mother ever found out about this.
"Tell me, what would your mother do with you if I report you to her? Let there be no misunderstanding, I believe that would be the right thing to do." Teasing it out of him little by little.
"Well, she hasn't done it since I turned eighteen, but she used to give me a very hard spanking, and she would probably take away my mobile and laptop for a month." Stupid boy, shouldn't offer more than the basics.
"A spanking? With her hand?" Evelyn's eyebrows rose as she spoke.
"Yes, Miss. For starters, and then she might use a paddle or sometimes a cane. But for me that wouldn't be the worst of it. I really like having my phone and I don't think I could survive without my computer for a month."
Now we're getting somewhere. Evelyn's face gave nothing away though.
