All persons in this story are of legal age..if not terribly mature.
Lexicon: Na Zdrowie!... Good health! (Polish),
Puta: Whore or slut. (Spanish)
e venite tutti a mangiare: Come and eat. (Italian)
This is a continuation of my previous story, Back in the saddle.
Nosey Neighbor Gets Much Needed Loving
When I last saw Gail, Barbara's nosey neighbor, she was watching us through the fence. She had watched us on and off all day as we had sex in Barb's backyard. The yard is surrounded by a seven-foot-tall privacy fence. There are also bushes all along the fence making it nearly impossible to spy on someone. Nearly being the keyword here. There are chines in even the best suit of armor and this was no exception. There were small gaps here and there in the wooden privacy fence. If you got very close and peered through the gap, you could see into Barb's yard.
Gail had watched through the gap in the fence as we had sex in the yard and then called the police. She claimed that we were having wild sex in full view of her kitchen window. The fence is so high that you can't see into the yard even from Gail's roof. The local police constable came to investigate and Issued Gail a summons for invasion of privacy and frivolous use of the 911 system. We thought that we'd seen the last of the old bat.
WRONG!
After the officer left, we resumed our outdoor boink session with renewed vigor by making love on a large beach blanket in the middle of the lawn. Just as we'd finished, I heard heavy breathing from Gail's side of the fence. There was a stifled moan and a few seconds later, her kitchen door slammed shut. The old gal was perving on us! I'm pretty sure that she rubbed one out whilst watching us fuck, hence the moaning and heavy breathing.
Her son had come by to apologize for his mother's actions, claiming that she was still upset over the fact that her abusive husband ran off with a younger woman. He hoped that we would understand and forgive her.
That night, Barb and I sat down to discuss the old gal's problem. She wasn't even that old. She had just turned sixty the week before. Barb figured that Gail, having been neglected and abused by her ex, needed some serious loving more than anything else.
Barb told me, "She's probably envious of us because we're having sex, and she probably hasn't had any in months...if not longer. She married an abusive asshole. That poor lady needs to get her brains fucked out just like I did. I wonder if Frank would be interested in screwing a cougar?"
I agreed but had reservations, "How are we supposed to get her to meet them? She probably hates us and wouldn't want anything to do with us or our friends."
Babs thought for a bit and a lightbulb flashed in her brain, "You call Frank and see if he's interested. If he is, I'll drop the charges and invite her over for coffee and cake to make peace. We can have our coffee in the hot tub, I know she's always wanted to use a hot tub in the cold weather. Her son told me about that a while back. You invite Frank to join us and tell him to wear his skin-tight running shorts. She won't be able to resist that 9-inch beast any more than I could. Who knows, she might just turn out to be a wild woman. Go ahead, call Frank."
I got Frank on his cell and explained the situation to him, he was all ears. He was in need of a good pipe cleaning himself sooo......yep, interested.
Barb called the police station and had the charges dropped, she even got them to drop the 911 misuse charge. She then called Gail and informed her of the charges being dropped, and maybe she'd like to come over on Saturday around six-thirty for cake and coffee in the hot tub. "Gail, I think we all got off on the wrong foot, neighbors shouldn't be at war with each other. Can we have a fresh start to our friendship? Waddaya say?"
Oddly enough, Gail thanked Barbara and graciously accepted the offer. Tearfully, "Thanks very much, this is very kind of you. I really do need a friend, just someone to hang with or talk to once in a while. I'm so lonely because this big old house is empty. To be perfectly honest with you, I was terribly jealous of you for having someone that loves you. I would love to come over on Saturday, see you at six-thirty."
Babs was shocked, "Not only did she say yes, but said that she was lonely. She needs to get fucked into oblivion by Frank. She'll walk funny for a month after he plows her field with that beast of his. I'll make my famous Irish coffee with Everclear. That will loosen her inhibitions and maybe loosen her panties too."
Saturday arrived with a bit of a chill in the Autumn air. Autumn in New England is a riotous show of leafy color, and the leaves had covered the ground in a carpet of a thousand colors. The hot tub was semi-enclosed in a windbreak with a radiant heater to make it comfortable even on blustery Autumn days.
A knock on the door heralded the arrival of Miss Gail, she came bearing goodies in the form of Indian sweets. Kaju Pista and Jalebi sweets among others. She was dressed in a floor-length terry cloth robe, suitable for pool wear.
"Before you invite me into your home, I'd like to apologize..... for the way I acted yesterday. I'm so terribly sorry....My life has gone to shit since I found out about my husband and his gold-digger girlfriend, but that doesn't justify what I did. I hope you can forgive me." "As for my ex...well, I was able to hide lots of my money, so he ends up with a cheap apartment and a trashy money-hungry trollop. This wasn't the first time that he's put me on the back burner, but it definitely was the last."
Babs hugged her and told her, "All is forgiven and in the past. Come on in and let's get settled in the hot tub. Carl will bring us Irish coffee to go with the beautiful dessert you've brought."
The two ladies went out onto the deck, removed their robes, and gingerly lowered themselves into the tub, Bugs Bunny style....amidst many ooohhs, aaaahs, and yeeeowch's... it was a hot tub after all. I served the coffee and sweets to the ladies and informed them that my friend Frank would be joining us shortly.
"Who is Frank?" Gail queried.
"He's a young gentleman that Carl works with. He's a long-distance runner and he ran in a twenty-five-mile mountain race this morning. He needs a good soak in the hot tub to ease his sore muscles. He comes here to unwind every time he competes. I think you'll like him, he's very well educated and an all-around sweet guy." (To say nothing of the elephant trunk that lives in his pants.)
Frank arrived and we walked out to the hot tub together. I introduced Gail to Frank and being the consummate gentleman, he knelt and kissed her hand. I think Gail may have had a small orgasm right then and there. I slowly lowered myself into the tub while Frank got undressed. Babs and I watched for Gail's reaction as Frank removed his warm-up pants....we were not disappointed.
Frank hooked his thumbs into his waistband and teased his pants off with deliberate agonizing slowness. The outline of Frank's long thick cock slowly came into view. When his pants had passed mid-thigh, the outline of the head came became fully visible. Gail's audible sharp intake of breath and wide eyes said it all. Her mouth hung open and she licked her lips..... possibly in anticipation. Her left hand went between her legs as she squeezed her thighs together. Did someone raise the temperature of the tub or was it the fiery heat emanating from Gail's neglected pussy? The cougar was starving, she needed that cock....badly.
Never let it be said that size doesn't count.....
Frank lowered himself into the tub next to Gail and sighed, "Ohhhh, this is wonnnnderful....soooo soothing, my thigh and calf muscles are pretty tight from running today."
The four of us sat in the hot bubbling water, sipped our hot beverages, and munched the sweet sticky Jalebi. We had each consumed two cups of very well-fortified Irish coffee, so there we sat... four giddy wide-awake drunks. This would hopefully reduce any anxiety Gail may have had. We spoke of this and that....the weather, the colors of the leaves....Frank's latest race...easy talk. I was wondering who was going to make the first move...would it be Frank or Gail?
Oddly enough, it was Gail. She asked Frank if he would like for her to massage his calves and thighs.
Frank is a smoothie...he blushed and smiled shyly at her offer, "That would be wonderful, thank you very kindly, Gail."
Frank turned sideways and placed his legs across Gail's lap, and with trembling hands, she began to massage his calves. He closed his eyes and moaned his approval as she worked her way up to his thighs and back down again. "Wow, Gail! You have very talented hands...that feels fantastic."
The temperature in the tub went up another hundred degrees courtesy of Gail's twat.
Babs loosened her bikini top a bit and asked, "Carl, my neck and shoulders are pretty sore from sleeping on the cold ground yesterday, would you please be a sweetie and rub my shoulders?"
"I'll happily rub anything you like, little lady," I said as I began to massage her shoulders.
Gail was surprised at how perky Bab's tits were, "You have beautiful breasts, Barbara, I'd kill for boobs like those. Mine are small and saggy."