A couple of weeks earlier, Nell had noticed the moving van in front of the neighbor's house. She wondered who had moved in, but didn't think much about it. She was surprised to hear her doorbell ring late Saturday afternoon, and to find her new neighbor, Joe, standing outside the door. He introduced himself, and said he was hoping they could get to know each other, since he didn't really know anyone yet in town. A grin spread across Nell's face ear to ear, and she said, "Yeah, that would be great. I'm happy to be the welcome wagon. How about if I come over in an hour or so, make you a nice dinner, and we can chat?"
Nell spent the hour getting ready, choosing a sexy black skirt with a very high slit and a silky cream-colored blouse. Under the skirt, she wore nothing at all, and under the blouse just a camisole. She touched her nipples to make them erect, wanting to be sure that they showed nicely through the thin fabrics. Perfect!
She knocked on his door promptly when the hour was up. As he let her in, his eyes traveled from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. He poured some wine and they chatted a bit, laughing and touching each other's arms as they became more comfortable. Then, Nell stood up and said, "Guess I better get busy cooking that dinner. Can I get you some more wine?"
Joe said, "I'll get it. Better grab you an apron." He returned from the kitchen, handed her a green and white checkered apron, and sat down and relaxed. She gave him a wicked smile, quickly undid every button on her blouse, shrugged out of it, and let it drop to the floor.
Joe could see her perfect round breasts and hard nipples through the camisole for a moment, before Nell pulled that off too in one quick movement. As she slipped on the apron and tied it in the back, she said, "There, that's better. Wouldn't want to spill on my blouse."
"Oh yeah," Joe agreed, "That'll do nicely." He rearranged the front of his pants a little and watched her big tits jiggle as she rummaged in the fridge for some meat and veggies for a stir fry. She played with her nipples from time to time as she chopped and prepared, hoping that he was keeping an eye on her, hoping that he was pleased. When the oil was hot, she dumped in the marinated meat. It sizzled, and some of the splashing oil caught her on her tender breasts. Nell yelped from the sudden pain, but Joe just smiled and said, "I guess that's what happens to nasty girls who cook topless."
Nell walked over, stopped just in front of Joe, and locked eyes with him. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, stepping out of it and turning in one smooth move. She heard the little gasp of pleasure that escaped Joe's lips as he saw the apron ties dangling over her bare bottom. She switched her fanny, headed back to the stove, and didn't say anything at all.
When all was ready and Nell had served dinner, they chatted and laughed their way through the delicious meal. Joe was still in his t-shirt and jeans, while Nell enjoyed the freedom and Joe's obvious pleasure at her body clad in only an apron. He could hardly take his eyes off her as she cleared the table and ran the water to do the dishes. As she stood with her hands in the soapy water, Joe came up behind her, reached around her, and started to tweak her nipples, pulling on them, massaging her breasts.
Nell slowly moved her hands to hold onto the counter. She pushed firmly back against him. With a satisfied smile she felt his rock-hard cock against her ass, and noticed that he had on only his boxers now. He continued to rub her nipples between his strong fingers, Starting at the point and tracing around the nipple.
Nell wiggled her ass, wanting to feel him pressing between her cheeks. She let out a moan as she moved her hips up and down and back and fourth. She shivered to feel his length grow and harden even more as she worked him to a frenzied state. Joe gave a low growl and slowly planted kisses along her back. Tracing his tongue slowly up to the back of her neck, his fingers traced up from her nipples and along her mouth.
Nell was positive what she wanted. She tried to spin around, but couldn't. He whispered in her ear, "You're not wet enough yet." Then, he blew on her ear and licked around her ear lobe. He slowly sucked it into his mouth, nibbling on her, which caused a tremor to shake through Nell. He moved his hand down her stomach, his fingers tracing into her belly button. And then he moved lower. He pressed her from behind with his hips, pushing her closer to his hand. His finger traced around the outside of her pussy. He touched her lightly, coating his fingers, and brought them up to her mouth. Nell tried to suck her juices off his fingers, but Joe just ran them over her lips, which she licked eagerly.
She reached down, wanting so badly to pull his cock from his boxer shorts. "I am so wet for you," she said, trembling. But Joe pushed her firmly against the sink, continued to rub against her ass. She focused on him, rubbing against him. This is what she wanted and needed. She needed to be rubbed. Wanted to feel his hardness in her.
While she ground her bottom against him, Joe reached forward and grabbed the water sprayer near the sink and turned on the water. Pinning her against the counter, he sprayed her breasts with cold water, not allowing her to move. He sprayed her face as well, getting some of her hair wet. She screamed from the sudden coldness of the water. He whispered in her ear, "Now you are slippery and wet."
"I love being wet for you," Nell breathed out, still gasping from the shock of the cold. She tried to turn a little, wanting to get her hot little hands on his throbbing cock, longing to stroke it, hungering to taste it. But, Joe had another idea. He held her pinned as she clung to the counter, her legs weak with excitement. With one strong hand, he directed her legs apart and in a quick thrust, he jammed his middle finger into her pussy as far as it would go.