It had been a boring start to the summer. I was horny as hell and looking for some new fun. I had ditched my college boyfriend and his loud, obnoxious friends in the spring and I was missing his big cock for sure.
I had seen this good-looking older guy in my neighborhood and decided to see if he was as interesting up close as he was from my car. He was always alone, and looked like a handsome, fit and sexy man!
I put on a tight T-shirt that left my midriff bare, and a fairly short skirt that showed off my nice legs and butt. My boobs were a nice large B-cup; about the size of softballs as my ex liked to say. I brushed out my brunette hair and put it into a ponytail, and touched up the lashes around my hazel eyes so they looked nice and big.
It was a warm summer day, so I planned to walk by the house where I had seen him a few times.
The big vintage RV was the catalyst.
It was parked just a few feet off the sidewalk, a little rusty with a touch of green Northwest mold along the roof.
He had the hood open.
He looked to be about 50-something, and fit. At least six foot tall. short cropped salt and pepper hair, a slim, wiry build with a nice ass in tight khakis pants. I could see his forearms were tattooed and muscular.
"Is it for sale?" I asked.
"Maybe." he said laughing, "You old enough to drive it?"
I walked over.
"I'm nineteen. I could handle it."
"I bet you could. I'm Jon by the way."
"Paige."
We started talking about the large RV.
"My wife divorced me and left me this thing. I have the house too, but I end up out here a lot. I've been slowly restoring it. It's my sanctuary. I can have a cigar, a beer, watch what I want, do what I want. You know."
"Really, I don't..." I said laughing.
"This would be great for you and your boyfriend. A little hide-away."
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"A good looking girl like you? That's surprising."
"I'm just not into boys right now. A little too immature."
"Your girlfriend then."
"Not currently with anyone." I said laughing.
"Hmmm, I'm sure there's a lot of broken hearts out there over you."
Laughing at this, I put my hand on his arm. Just a little touch, to let him know it was OK.
He glanced at my boobs when he thought I wasn't looking. My tits were straining at the tight T-shirt I was wearing and my thin bra allowed the shape of my hard nipples to be seen easily.
"I'd love to see what it looks like inside."
"I'll give you a tour."
He unlocked the door and I stepped up into the RV. The cabin was spacious and comfortable, and I paused at the top of the stairs.
He put his hand on my back gently and guided me past the drivers area.
"So, this is the 'living room'". He said.
"Comfy. What do you do here?"
"Relax, mostly." Beer? " He opened a small refrigerator and took out a can of Old Style.
"Thanks, but I'd better not. I still live at home."
"I get it." replacing the beer.
We moved down the length of the old RV. It was vintage, but very well-loved, clean and spacious.
Every now and then his hand would rest gently on my shoulder, my back and once, lightly on my hip.
"There's a kitchen. Don't do much here. Bathroom, all hooked up. Some bunks, a dining area. Here in the back is the master bedroom." he said, sliding the door open to reveal the large bed.
"Ooo, big and comfy." I said.
"Yep, plenty of room."
I felt his hand on the small of my back, so I stood there, looking at the room, letting his hand rest on me.
He was close enough that I could feel his warm breath on my neck.
His hand rubbed my back slightly, then moved away.
"That's about the end of the tour". He said. "All the comforts of home."
"So what happens in the lounge?" I asked, as we walked forward to the 'Living Room" again.
"Watch sports. Or movies. There's the big screen - I watch war movies, history, some porn."
"Porn?"
He laughed.
"Oh yeah - sure. I don't have WIFI out here. DVD's."
I sensed he was feeling me out by trying to shock me.
"What kind of porn?" I asked.
"All kinds. Stuff you wouldn't like."
"You'd be surprised what I like." I replied.
