For those who read the Michelle series and still hoping for an ending, I have to tell you that it is not coming up yet. Perhaps it will never. I have not been able to complete the series although I have been trying to. This is just a short story like Nikki's Confession that I wrote during some 'inspiring moment, where time, circumstances and mode was just right.
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My story started when he moved into the neighborhood, just opposite to my house. We often met and talk a little in the evening when he came back from work and I was outside doing gardening or some routine chaos in front of my house. He used to park his car just outside my house as his family has a few cars.
That was something about him, or his stare to be more accurate. He never hides his interest on my body. He would stare a bit longer at my boobs when my shirt was a bit tight or flimsy even though we were talking face to face. When I knelt down to do my gardening, he would move into the right position and peeped into my cleavage. And not bordered to look away when I turned to look at him, although eventually he did look away. I always felt his eyes were on my butt too whenever he was at my back.
I did not confront him as I was enjoying his little attention too. Although I am a thirty-something 'aunty', but I know I still have a slim and fit body that man like to look at.
We became friend later and his helped me in my book recycle project. Basically the project is to collect book donated by people, we sort them and channel them to other places needed them. We spent almost every alternate weekend afternoon together in my house for the project. There were another 2 college girls coming to help.
He is tall, handsome and built with an athletic body and charming character.... And he really likes to watch. I often see him peeping at the other 2 girls too. But as he never does anything more than watching, I just let him be.
In fact, I let him be more than that....
The girls usually go home round 3pm and left two of us alone until whenever we feel like to stop, usually round 6. After the girls left, we became more daring. I would show my body more than necessary and he would be there to watch me. Some time I just changed into something sexier to enrich the scene. He always expressed his compliment with his ever watching eyes and satisfied smile.
Later one day after the girls has left. Our show-and-watch game went one level up.
We have stopped the sorting and packing. He was resting and I was doing my work with my laptop.
I asked him how to use some of the software function. So he stood behind me to teach me. At first our hands touched each other a few times when we both wanted to get hold of the mouse. Then he seemed to lower his head more than necessary pretending to watch the screen. But I knew he was checking my cleavage out. I have changed into a tiny top that covered two third of my breasts.
'Michelle, your hairs smell so nice.' he said.
'You like it... Thanks.'
His comment on my hair suddenly changed the atmosphere. We never have such intimacy before. I sensed a subtle sexual charge slowly built around us.
I noticed from his vintage points, he would be able to peep very deep down my cleavage. As my tiny spaghetti top only covered two third of my breasts, leaving generous portion of my breasts exposed in the air. As I became more aware of the situation, I found that my bra often detached from my skin and revealing much of my breasts whenever I move. He must be enjoying one hell of the boobs show....
'I like the shorts you wear today...'
'You did.'
Now my shorts!
'You shorten them a little bit more today... good decision....'
'ummmm......yeap...' I did not know how to answer. True enough that I purposely shorten my shorts until just enough to cover my crotch and my butts.
A thrill rushed through my body and my soft nipples slowly turned into stone.
'That would be perfect, if you wear string.'
I was speechless for a while.... How dare for him to speak like this to a married lady!
'String panties you mean?' But I played along like an adult.
'Yes. Those string and only string type.......'
'I loved to see the string came above the waistband...... I can't help but imagine what's hiding behind that sexy short... that's very sexy...'
'So that's your favorite....'
'Yes, that's ONE of my favorite.'
'I see. ONE of your favorite....'
'That goes without saying that you shaved and you should be wearing a string bikini bra too...'
'Yes.... Make sense.' I was suppressing my heavy breathing.
'Ummmm.... you shaved?'
I almost chocked.
'Ummmm.... Yes.....'
'Totally?'
'Yes. Totally,'
'Great..... I like smooth cunt.... I mean pussy...'
'I see....'
My body turned all excited. I felt like he was tearing off my cloth slowly with his vision and mind power and I was helplessly sitting there. I never felt so naked before a man, although I was still not losing any of the cloth... If he were to ask me, I would allow him to fuck me there and then....
Before we say goodbye that day, I jokingly commented.
'CY, I never know you are such a pervert. Always like to look at people's body and thinking what people wear inside,'
'Yes, but just ladies. Just beautiful ladies like you. Bye.'
'I'm flattered. Bye.'
After he left, I can't help but touched my boobs many time.
Middle of the night, he sent me a sms, "wat r u wearing now?"
I replied, "same"
"drop ur bra n panties"
My heart rushed like wild house.
Never before a man command such a thing to me. And now, it was coming from a twenty-something young man.
I was holding my hand phone for a while not knowing what to do.
"hei... don b notty ok... little boy!" I was trying to gain some control.
"im serious do it i know u love it"
It was like a spell, I did it with my two shivering hands eventually.
"k no bra no panties now"
"good girl" He replies quickly.
Later, I fingered until I came all over my shorts. While I was doing that, my mind was imagining him watching me.
He sms me again before mid night; "sleep naked... totally".
I smiled and did not reply. I always sleep naked. But that night I could not sleep until I stuffed my swollen pussy with my biggest didlo.
The next morning, I woke up like a new born. I know I like to do some harmless showoff now and then, like to wear sexy when situation allowed. But never thought that I would comply with a young man command to not wearing my bra and panties and gotten all excited about it!
And that day, was a Sunday, we wanted to finish the book project on the same day.
Before any one of them arrived. His sms arrived first.
"string remember"
Was that a command or a request! Does that means also wearing the same shorts and top yesterday? The shorts that already stained with my juice!
But a spell has been cast. I took out one of my tiniest string bikini set and put them on. The panties hardly contained my pussy lips and the string was too thin to cover anything. I examined myself many time in front of my mirror, checking out every possible posture and how my body would look like, or how my body would expose rather. Finally, I did something more. My shorts were cutoff even further. When I spread my thighs, the shorts would not be able to cover all of my sex and my panties would be showing. From the back, part of my butts would be showing from below too.
I replied, "string n only string...shaved cunt... I mean pussy"
When the 2 girls arrived, they showed me a surprise look after seeing how I dressed up. Incidentally, both of them were wearing small tops and hot pants.
Today must be one hell of a day to my young man that would come soon. I told myself.
And we started working soon after CY arrived. And he brought a friend, Tim.
And I have decided to put up a show that day. When I kneel, I let my knee spread. My shorts would strain to contain my crotch but my panties would sneak out from the side, revealing the some shape of my puffy pussy. When I kneel on all four to get something on the floor, I would arch my ass into the air, giving everyone some great views of my ass and cleavage. CY kept praising me with his smile. Tim was enjoying the show too.
Later, the two girls realized what I was doing and they joined in, showing off their young fresh body around. One of them even purposely bump her ass at the boys hard crotch and pressed longer than necessary. Many times they pressed their boobs at the boys or brushed their body with their peeks or their firm ass. Both boys were having a constant hard on, and they did not try to conceal their tent either. The whole day of work was done under such highly erotic atmosphere.
Some of the books received were not suitable to recycle so I have to keep them temporary in another room. Tim assisted me in the process. He helped me to carry the box of book upstairs into another store room with many book shelves.
I arrived to the room with my heart already pumping fast and strong. Having Tim following me walking up the stair already made me all excited. His eyes were at the level of my butts and my cutoff shorts were tailor made to expose!
I have to climb up the ladder to file most of the book. And Tim did not hide the fact that he was looking up my pussy.
'CY told me that you promised him to wear the tiniest string panties today....'
'Bloody CY, he told you that?'
'Yes. I can see that you kept your promise...'
'So you've been checking me out whole day?'
'Yes. I have to say you're the hottest housewife I even met..... I have to say truly the tiniest string too.'
My heart pumped like a wild horse.
'Tim, How can you be sure?'
'Well, your string sneaks out from your back.... that looks very thin... Just that....'
'Just that what...' I asked.
We kept doing our filing jobs.
'Just that CY said string and nothing else from the back, and the shaved smooth and clean.... That I'm not sure...'
My juice leaked out and started to stain my panties.
'I know... that string and only string and the smooth and clean cunt....that's you're not sure.... So you wanted to find out the truth?'
'Yes, So that I go home without any regret.'