I almost couldn't believe it! I was over there helping out Marilee with her frozen pipes and one thing led to another and she let me FUCK her!
Man oh man oh man! The object of every fantasy I had had since the day I looked out the window a few months back and there she was.
Long flowing hair, it shined just like that gal in the TV commercial's did, you know the one I mean, she flips her hair and it flows back like water. She also had on a halter top that had just one function and that was to demonstrate that she had nice breasts.
The white hip hugging shorts had the same intent, with a wide black belt that only came to maybe two inches above her beaver.
I stubbed my toe getting up the stairs in three jumps, twisted the little rod hanging down to open the venetian blinds enough that I could see her without her seeing me.
The best part was when she would bend over the rig to pick up a box of something and those shorts would draw up nice and snug and...
Oh my aching God! There was at least 3-4 inches of butt crack sticking out. I had my tallywhacker in my hand in no time. Once she climbed clear inside the trunk to reach something in the back, leaned way over, even more of her perfect ass came into view.
That did it. The first one let go, anyway, that was so hot my pecker didn't even go down!
Not wanting to be a nosy neighbor, I only watched her for maybe three hours, then I went back down stairs.
She had closed the trunk and gone back inside anyway.
I took a shower, put on my cleanest blue jeans and shirt, found a bottle of my best wine, good stuff too, cost me almost $5 a bottle.
I headed out the door to go over there and welcome her to the neighborhood, then came to a screeching halt.
This giant guy was getting off of a motorcycle, one of those strange looking ones with handlebars way up in the air. He had on a black T-shirt with the sleeves cut off, his arms were about the same size as my waist.
He started to fiddle with his bike, so I figured that was all he was doing and I headed over to the fence. I had just hopped over it when I heard him.
I looked over my shoulder and he was coming up the walkway.
"Can I help ya, bud?" He asked.
Damn he was a big guy. Fucking skull tattoo on his left bicep was as big as my head.
"I..uhh..I wanted to give this..uhh..to her...uhhh...my new neighbor.. as a welcome to the neighborhood gift."
I was checking out the distance to my porch, one jump and I would be on my own lawn, two jumps and..
He grinned at me.
"Oh, for Marilee? Hey, thanks! Yea, we will enjoy this, that's really nice. I'm Sam." He reached out and took the bottle of wine, then stuck out his hand.
"I'm Dan, I live right here." I answered lamely, taking his hand.
Fucking paw was the size of a catcher's mitt, he damn near broke my fingers.
Then he smiled at me again, at least I think it was a smile anyway.
Both fucking arms covered with great big black tattoos, face looked like he was one of those pro wrestlers or something, scars all over his forehead, hair pulled back and tied up in a ponytail.
I smiled back, then made my escape back to my house.
So it began, Summer came along and it was a nice warm one. I watched Marilee out the window as she rubbed suntan lotion on those magnificent breasts. She always wore a bikini if it could be called that. Sometimes she would lay back and rub her belly as I peeked out through the slats in my blinds.
Oh lord her belly! Flat as a pancake, a gentle curve down to where the top of her pubic mound was hidden by a postage stamp size piece of cloth.
Brown, too, from lots of Sun. A few times I even saw a flash of white when she reached down to tug at those tiny little bottoms, I even saw a wisp of well trimmed pubic hair.
I dug out my 40 power field glasses, it was maybe 40 feet to where she lay over there so I could honest to God make out the pores in her skin.
I got do that a lot since my work was with a contractor, I mostly cut boards and popped them into place with my nail gun.
Things had been a little slow, I was finding myself sitting at home waiting for the phone to ring with a job prospect. For months I watched Marilee and Sam, her goon that was over there about every damned day.
It was obvious as hell he didn't work at all, I was thinking the only thing he ever did was lift weights.
The funny part was he usually wore a tiny black thong and from the looks of it he wasn't blessed down there much. The nickname of "tootsie roll Sam" popped into my head and stuck.
Then he had that habit of flexing his ass cheeks, one after the other. Yea, muscles on his ass cheeks, too, what did this guy do, pick up barbells with his butt? He would do that flex his ass shit in front of Marilee which always got her to giggling.
It wilted my weenie when he did that.
Damn that guy was big! I am not exactly small, and I stay in shape from lugging those huge sheets of cement board siding around all day. But this guy had shoulders that were at least three feet across.
It shot the shit out of my alpha male attitude, let me tell you.
I did have a girlfriend of my own, her name was Kathy. She packed a nice solid 25 pounds extra, and most of that was where it didn't belong.
There were no muscles on her ass. just lumps.
For one thing her idea of a date was go out to eat, then later we would go to my house. Sex with her was just...well, sex. She didn't really do anything at all, she more or less just let me have a piece.
Payment for dinner I guess. The problem was that work was slow so the dinners got to be less and less, and she was showing less and less interest in me.
Nookie seemed to be attached to a dinner somehow.
Then the weather turned off cold, I was stuck at home trying to keep the pipes from freezing up, in between yelling at the TV set cussing government for all of the ills of the world.
Fucking warming, yea, sure. Probably just some way to get more tax out of us. I did sit there and watch some silly asshole get bopped on the head with a nightstick by a cop for rioting in the streets demanding government DO something!!
Hell, that was probably the last goddamn thing we needed, government couldn't run a pay fucking TOILET if they had an entire team of professional help.
Even if the goddamn oceans were rising, it was doing it so slow that all anyone would need to do is go buy a pair of fucking boots!
Swell, go out and do something to cool the fucking planet, I was already fighting my water pipes trying to keep them thawed out and the news was saying 11 fucking degrees?
How goddamn cold did they want the fucking planet, anyway?
Jack up the fucking power rates, then cool the shit out of everything, I could see the goddamned conspiracy in that crap.
I flicked the TV channel, some talking head was yapping about it being George Bush's fault.
Probably was, too.
Things just weren't going my way, here I was with no nookie and fucking prime rib class stuff right next door, no work, no money, freezing my ass off and all they can shoot their mouths off about is how fucking hot it is?
