During the 1950s my family lived in the a middle class neighborhood in Buffalo, NY, a city noted for its sports teams and the sometimes prodigious amounts of snow it gets in the winter (While I lived in Buffalo back then, I saw it snow in every month but July and August.) But this story is about one very hot night in July. I was on my way home from a friend's house. It was about 10:30 pm and it was very dark. Terry lived around the block and down the street but I did not take the sidewalks. Instead I used the short-cut scurrying through the dark backyards hopping fences.
When I reached the fence to our backyard, I noticed that the main door to our upstairs tenant's back porch was wide open and the light in the bedroom was on. I had climbed to the top of the fence next to our detached garage when I looked up again, I froze in place. Standing there naked in the doorway behind the screen door was Rae, the wife. She was a dark haired woman in her late 20s with incredible tits. If I was asked to describe her body, I would say she was "zaftig" She was definitely a woman with curves, curves in the right places. I had been ogling Rae for years.
I peeked out from my hiding place and Rae was still standing in the doorway. Her head was tilted slightly backward and I could see her eyes were closed and from the look on her face she was really enjoying the breeze blowing across her body. I got a little bolder and quietly climbed on the flat garage roof and crawled commando-style to get a closer look. Luckily it was pitch black and I was dressed in dark slacks and a black t-shirt. (It was the 50s and we lived in the city. Only girls wore shorts back then even if it was the middle of the summer.) The garage roof curved slightly upward in the front. I don't know if it was built that way or it had sagged in the ensuing 32 years. I was pretty sure that the combination of the neighbor's dog barking, it being pitch dark, my dark clothes and the roof curve would keep me hidden.
Anyway, I was no more than 25 feet away and their back porch was almost at my eye level. It was then that I took a long look at my naked neighbor. Her full breasts were tipped with dark brown areolas and the nubs of her nipples were swelling before my eyes as the breeze cooled them. Since that night, I have been rapt while I watch a woman's nipples turn from smooth to wrinkled and hard. That sight alone is enough to make my precum flow freely.
My eyes searched down her body, first to her belly, which, while not flabby, was not flat. It was shall we say, sensuously soft. Her navel was a pronounced" innie" and for a few seconds I imagined how she would wiggle while I tickled it with my tongue. It was only a fleeting thought though. My eyes roamed down to her pussy mound. I stared for what seemed like hours at my first full bush. It was a positively riveting sight. I was close enough to actually see the individual hairs around the perimeter. If you are old enough, you know what I mean: the stray ones that stick out of a woman's panty crotch, if they are not properly trimmed. I had never seen a real woman naked before, but here she was a woman who I had been lusting after for the past two years standing naked in her doorway.
I had my hand down my pants and was doing the best I could at trying to jack off while on my belly. I did have a raging hard-on but the hard roof made it impossible to get anything more than a pleasant tingle in my cockhead. I was so intent on staring at Rae's pussy, that I was shocked when it was covered by a hairy hand reaching from behind her. I looked up and saw te other hairy hand cupping her left breast. Her left nipple protruded between his ring and middle fingers. I swear it must have been three-quarters of an inch long. My eyes moved further up and her neck was craned around and she was kissing her husband, Jake.
I heard him ask "What are you doing at the door?"
