I got back home and walked in the door. I stood just inside and took a deep breath, recounting what exactly had just happened this afternoon. I couldn't believe this actually went down. It also seemed like she wanted to keep getting together this week..?
This was crazy.
I went upstairs and took a long hot shower. Afterwards I walked into my room, still naked. My dick and balls were both hanging low from the heat of the shower and still feeling relaxed from all the activity earlier. As I walked into the room and looked over at the window, I stopped and thought about the curious warmth I felt earlier when Dana confirmed that she had watched me the night before. I confidently strode across the room directly in front of the window to go through the clothes in my backpack. I glanced out the window to see if there was any sign of Dana across the way but saw nothing. I stood just in front of the window stark naked hoping that she might be lurking in the shadows somewhere in there.
After I got dressed, I went downstairs and thought about what I'd do that night. I was planning on having a low-key night, but the events of the afternoon really had my blood pumping and I felt like getting out. Just then my phone vibrated with a text from my friend Jack. He asked if I wanted to get together that night for beers. Perfect!
I hung around the living room for a while and finished off the leftover pizza from the night before. It was just about to get dark and I was ready to head out and meet Jack at a spot downtown.
Jack lived a few blocks away growing up and had definitely heard about Dana when we were in high school. A few times after our basketball games or other activities he'd come over just to see if he could get a glimpse of her or have one of our famous driveway conversations with her. I think he had met her a couple times.
We caught up a little as we drank our beers since he and I didn't see each other all that much anymore but still stayed in touch from time to time. I debated what all I was going to tell him about that afternoon. We talked a little more until I finally said, "Dude. This afternoon." With a wide-eyed expression as I shook my head.
"What?" He said, looking at me quizzically.
"Do you remember that sexy ass mom that lives next door to my parents? Dana?" I asked.
"Oh, fuck man, of course I do!" Her tits were crazy but I liked her red hair the most!
"Well," I said and paused to take a sip of beer and create a little tension for the sake of the story. "My mom would never, NEVER, let me go to her place next door when she'd invite me over to swim. Something about her that my mom just didn't like. But today, I finally made it to the other side of the fence." I looked at him as I nodded and built more anticipation in him for what would come next.
"What? Are you serious??" He asked enthusiastically.
"No bullshit, man," I replied.
He leaned back and smiled wide, looking up to the ceiling of the bar. "No fucking way! How did this happen?"
"Well, I was outside cutting the grass shirtless in all my glory," I said with a joking tone and expression, "and I guess she saw something she liked from her side of the fence." I said and we laughed.
I went on, "So I'm out there cutting the grass and I look up to the fence to see her and her big tits watching me, we talked for a minute while we checked each other out, and then she tells me to just come on over through the back gate once I'm done."
I was clearly feeling myself a little more than I did earlier in the day when I was nervous as hell about the whole endeavor. I recounted to Jack the myth of a self-assured young man hunting the cougar next door while leaving out all of the reality of being a frightened little boy ordered around by a confident and sexy woman the entire afternoon.
"Dude, fucking wild. I can't believe it. She must have seen something she
really
liked!"
"I guess she did when I was cutting the grass but I also think she saw something the night before..." I said with a sideways glance and raised eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Jack replied.
"Well, when I was talking to her, she made some comment about seeing me through the window the night before as I hurried upstairs to bed." I explained. "The thing is, right before I hurried upstairs to bed, I was watching that movie we used to watch at Drew's place all the time, specifically that one certain scene..." I said, knowing that he'd know exactly what I was talking about.
"Holy shit dude, she didn't see you jacking it on the couch did she?" He asked with a shocked smile.
"Haha, no, but she saw just about everything but that! When I stood up and went upstairs I had a boner the size of a footlong sub sticking out in my pants. She would've seen it. Clear. As. Day." I said with emphasis on each word.
Jack laughed heavily, leaning back in his chair with his hands on his face.
"Yeah. So, she makes this comment about that to me today and then invites me over to the pool immediately afterwards. Needless to say, I finished cutting the damn grass and got myself over there asap, haha!"
"Duuuude!" Jack said in reply. His eyes were locked on to me in total suspense and anticipation of the next part of the story.
As I recounted the view of her body I had after she let me in the back gate, I told him about the hug she gave me and how her tits pressed up against me. He stared back at me in stunned disbelief. I breezed through the rest of the events until I got to the part about grabbing a towel from the bathroom.
"So, I go down the hall, into the bathroom and what do I see hanging on the shower door? Her bra. A big, dark, lacey, sexy ass bra."
Jack's eyebrows were raised to the ceiling as he hung on every word.
"I walk over and check it out," I said, stopping again to take another sip of beer and raise the tension.
Setting my glass down and slowly looking right at Jack, I said, "Thirty...Four... god... damn... F. Fucking F cups, man!"
"Dude. Those are monsters. Please tell me you stuffed this thing into your pants and smuggled it out of there," Jack said, laughing.
"Haha, I wish! But yeah man, my mind was blown. Couldn't believe it."
"So, what else happened?" He asked.
As I was now getting to the real exciting part of the story, I decided to leave the juiciest bits between myself and Dana. I told him about the sideboob view with the bikini top untied on the chair and how her nipples could cut glass after she came out of the air-conditioned house with refilled drinks. I told him we swam a little, she caught me sneaking peeks a few times and that was it. Nothing awkward and weeks' worth of material for me and my dick to recount later in private.
"Oh my god, man. I don't think I would've left the house tonight if I were you," he said. "Way too much to keep me occupied haha!"
"Seriously," I agreed.
"The rest of my night is all figured out when I get home, haha!" We both laughed.
We hung out for a while longer, finished our beers, and headed out
_ _ _
When I got home, I parked the car in the driveway and glanced over at Dana's house. I could see her living room light was on. I walked into the house from the front door, through the hallway and toward the kitchen. As I passed the living room to my right, I looked over and noticed that her light was now off. I didn't think anything more of it and went into the kitchen to fill up my water bottle at the sink.
I walked back into the dark living room and sat down on the couch with only the light from the kitchen dimly illuminating the room from a distance. I pulled out my phone and began scrolling through social media. A few minutes later I saw a light flick on across the way through the reflection in the stereo cabinet. It wasn't her main living room lamp but looked like a light back through a doorway where her stairs were. As I watched in the reflection on the cabinet door, I saw her briefly move through the light and towards her stairs.
Now I was curious.
I waited a little while longer, still looking at my phone with one eye and the stereo cabinet with the other. The light by her stairs was still on. A minute later it went off. I didn't see her at all so she must have turned it off with a switch at the top of the stairs. The thought growing in my mind of missing some kind of view of her upstairs was becoming more and more distracting. What the hell was I doing down here anyway? Nothing important, that's for sure. I hit the screen lock button on my phone, turned off the light in the kitchen, and headed for the stairs.
I got to the top of the stairs and turned left into my room. Walking in from the hallway there was a door immediately to the right, my private bathroom, and the expanse of my room in front of me. A somewhat large window, curtains open, faced Dana's house with only about 12-15 feet between the houses. I had to be standing just in front of my window or off to the right of it in order to see into her room.
My mom had recently relocated the bed from the right side of the window to left. No idea why, but hey, I didn't live here full-time anymore, so I didn't care.
I walked toward the window to see her sheer drapes closed just like last night and the lamp on in the room. This time, however, I noticed that her lamp and chair/ottoman pair were moved closer to the window and the room appeared a bit brighter than normal. No sign of her anywhere.
I shrugged and turned back toward my bathroom when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
"See anything you like?" A text message said from a number I didn't have saved, but I knew immediately who it was.
I slid gingerly over to the right, far back from the window to stay as obscured as possible by the shadows but still have a view to her window. I looked around the room as hard as I could for any sign of her but saw nothing. I glanced directly across at the window by the stairs and saw nothing in the darkness there either.
"Just an empty house," I replied with the hands up/shrug emoji at the end.
"Hmmm," she replied a minute later.
