A moving truck parked out front. Hmmmm, I thought, as I pulled in to my driveway. Wonder who moved in? I parked, went inside, and looked through my mail. The place next door had been for sale for a while, and I had only vaguely noticed that the "For sale" sign was gone. I changed clothes and picked up my bike, thinking I'd get at least a short ride in. Fifteen miles later, I was home—and sweating just a bit in the heat and I noticed the moving truck was gone. As I rode up on the sidewalk, I saw my new neighbor. She was about my age, dark hair, and looked pretty darn attractive, clad in a black t-shirt and khaki shorts. I waved hello at her, and she started to wave back, then apparently changed her mind and started towards me.
Hi, she said, and nice to meet you. Could you give me a hand moving something? Movers left, etc. Sure, I said, somewhat uncomfortably aware of how thin my bike shorts were. We exchanged some small talk as we maneuvered a couple pieces of furniture around, and I drained a bottle of water she offered. We sat down on her newly repositioned couch, and she knocked over her bottle of water. I reached down to pick it up, just as she leaned over to grab it. As I reached, and she leaned, I could feel my fingers graze her t-shirt and breast, and realized she was wearing a lace bra and a thin t-shirt -- I could feel her erect nipple, and let my hand pause for an instant cupping her beautiful breast, her nipple rubbing in my hand. Our eyes met and locked, and she let out a soft moan. I moved my hand and let my fingers trace her breast and pinched her nipple just a bit. I felt her free hand trace up my leg, to my hips, and slowly, playfully, circled around my now-erect cock.
It was my turn to moan just a bit as she circled around my cock and slowly moved in until she was tracing it through my shorts. I reached down a bit and pulled her t-shirt up, exposing her bra, and watching her as her eyes sparkled and her mouth opened slightly, breathing heavily. I slid her shirt over her head, revealing her gorgeous breasts held back by her lace bra. I reached around her and undid the clasp, freeing her tits. I ran my fingers over her nipples, seeing how large they were erect, begging me to suck on them. I leaned down, pushed her down on the floor, and began kissing my way from her belly button to her nipples. I could feel her sliding my dripping t-shirt off of me, and took her breast into my mouth, biting down on her nipple and rolling it around in my mouth. My hand reached down and slid inside the waistband of her shorts, feeling how smooth her pussy area was. My fingers explored, feeling her pussy dripping with anticipation, sliding one finger, then two, then three, into her as I played with her clit with my tongue, hearing her moaning rising almost to a scream.
