So, what can I say? This only happens in stories and dreams? Apparently not, ‘cause it happened to me AND I got caught.
My across-the-street neighbor is a college student named Jeelie (it’s really Jeanette, but her brother couldn’t say it when she was born, so she became “Jeelie”) and she and her brother had rented the first floor apartment in the old house for two years, then her brother immediately fell in love and moved in with his enamorata, leaving Jeelie alone.
That didn’t last.
In short order Jeelie had weekend parties and a lot of stay-over guests during the week, which gradually narrowed down to Chico who became a more-or less permanent resident until they got married eleven months ago.
That didn’t last. (And I couldn’t figure out why...)
Jeelie is a 5' 10" red-blonde with pale blue eyes, hair cut to frame her face and cheekbones and a gold-bronze year-round suntan who just stops men dead in their tracks. Not too spectacular in the body department, about ten pounds too much for slenderness but certainly not a chubby, she nonetheless exudes that quality that has most men of any age acting like Leroy in “The Lockhorns” comic strip. Couple this with the softest voice you’ve ever heard outside a cockpit emergency recording (and yes, I DO know Gladys is now 78 years old) and you have a captivating beauty who can wrap any male right around her finger and keep him there. Needless to say, when there’s a neighborhood function, wives have a tendency to grasp their husbands securely by the most prominent hand-hold to keep them in line!
My office (on the third floor of my house) has an excellent view of the street and when someone attempted to steal Jeelie’s car last week, I was the one who heard the noise, called the police and then “just happened” to come out the door in time to put the perp on the ground as the cops turned the corner. Needless to say, the police were appreciative of having the perp “gift-wrapped” and Jeelie was most appreciative of having her car NOT stolen.
A few days ago, she came over and knocked to tell me she was moving at the end of the month but if I was free tomorrow in the morning, she’d like to go over the police report so that if there were any questions after she’d left, I’d have all the information I might need for the police.
Next morning about 10:00 I strolled over and found a note on the gate, “Inside working, come on in... ring bell at door”, which I proceeded to do, except there was another note on the door...”Bell broken... Come in”.
With a bit of hesitancy, I opened the door and called out that I was there. From the back of the apartment I heard her ask me to come back as she was working in the bedroom. I’d never been in there before, so I was checking out pictures and furniture as I moved thru the apartment until I came to the bedroom, where Jeelie lay on her tummy on the bed, stark naked with the police report spread out on the coverlet. The tan was all-over with no lines.
I’ve seen a lot of things that may have been more beautiful than she in that pose on a white fluffy beadspread, but my dick certainly thought it was the primo sight of the universe and immediately tried to get a better look, something I thought it had forgotten how to do entirely!
Jeelie sort of rolled over on her side looking at me and my new tent-pole and patted the bed beside her.
“Come in, sit down... I’ve been trying to think of a way to say thank you for stopping that creep the other day and I thought you might enjoy this as much as I think I’m going to.”
She rolled all the way onto her back, showing me two small but perfectly formed breasts and a closely trimmed patch of hair exactly the same color as her head...and I’d thought she was dyeing it! Her hips and ass were so firm that the small of her back was clear of the bed by several inches and she was looking at me from under lowered eyelids in a way that made it perfectly clear how we’d be examining the police report.
There is a moment when you first see a woman nude and available which simply cannot be described adequately and which I never thought to experience again in my life, but every bit of my maleness was at full appreciation for this vision before me, but I gotta tell you.... I had no clue as to what to do next!