Here I was, walking across my porch at 8AM, without a stitch of clothes on. On top of that predicament, I was sporting a raging hard on. Fortunately, my neighborhood was not too busy right at that moment. My new neighbor, Kelly, was following close behind me with my shorts in her hand, wearing running shorts and a sports bra. I slowed to find the house key on my keychain. Dropping my shorts, Kelly put both hands on my bare butt to keep from stumbling over me.
"Sorry, not sorry," she admitted. "Are you going to take all day to get a girl some coffee?"
"Quick as I can," I offered. "But if you keep groping my ass, I might take my time."
"Very funny, mister," she shot back. "Then how much will it distract you if I reach around and play with that cock and balls of yours?"
Kelly then pressed her crotch into my butt and her breasts into my back in a nice warm bear hug. Reaching lower, she sexily wrapped her hands around my cock and hairless balls. I warned her, "I'll just stand right here until you finish and I'll flash the rest of the neighborhood."
"Maybe soon," she deadpanned, "but I don't think you're ready for that dare, just yet."
Successfully unlocking the front door, despite the distractions, we shuffled into the house, semi-spooning, with Kelly still holding my cock and balls. Turning towards her, to close the door, she released my package and I returned the bear hug, trapping my erection between us. Her bare stomach was warm against the underside of my shaft. Even though she had been sweating, her scent was intoxicating. A mixture of strawberry body lotion and her own arousal. Pulling her hat off her head and unthreading her ponytail from the back of it, I threw it to the floor, and I kissed the top of her head. She noticeably inhaled in an aroused, halting breath.
Looking up at me, she softly said, "can a girl get a cup of coffee around here?"
"Are you sure you don't want something else," I countered?
"Patience, big boy! All good things come to those who wait," she whispered.
Taking the hint that I would ultimately be rewarded for slowing my roll, I lowered my embrace, softly squeezed her firm butt cheeks, and said, "one fresh pot of coffee coming up! Follow me to the kitchen."
As we broke our embrace, Kelly lowered her hands and squeezed my butt cheeks, as well. "Lead the way. I want a tour of the house later after you get the pot started. I have a sneaking feeling, I might become a regular visitor."
As I walked toward the kitchen with Kelly close behind, I said, "Sure thing. Oh, did I mention that I run a clothes free option house?"
"No," she replied, as she smacked me on the ass. "It hadn't come up in the brief time we've known each other, but I could have guessed. Give me a little bit of time to get a feel for your intentions, first. Is that OK?"
"No pressure," I replied. "I just hope you feel comfortable enough to take me up on it."
Kelly sat on a bar stool, where she had a clear view of me making the coffee, with my erection occasionally bumping against the granite countertop. She smiled as we briefly made small talk on how we liked our coffee and what, if anything we might eat for breakfast. After I pushed the ON button on the coffee maker, I said, "let me show you around while the coffee is brewing."
Taking her hand, I showed her the rest of the downstairs. Not wanting to press my luck, I motioned upstairs to the bedrooms. As we walked outside thru the French doors overlooking the pool and the fenced in back yard, she commented, "OK, I see where I'm going to work on my all over tan this year!"
"Does that mean you'll be taking me up on the clothing optional household," I cautiously asked?
"I think so," she admitted. "Can we drink our coffee out here while I get more comfortable?"
"You bet," I told her. "Go head and sit at the table, or lounge chair, while I go get our coffee."
Releasing her hand, I made my way back to the kitchen. The coffee was about done. I filled two large mugs with our hot brew. Since we both drank it black, it was an easy fix.