Since the time she was old enough to be aware, Jai had noticed that she was special. Men always paid attention to her. Was it her sparkling dark eyes or her distinct giggle when she laughed? She wasn't sure. All she new is men noticed her and she liked it. Sometimes she would bait them by a suggestive word or pose. Her playful nature gained her many male friends and a few lovers. Her observant nature led her to be able to size up men accurately as well. A guy whose only interest in what was hidden under her shirt and pants was liable to be burned by her icy stare and a searing verbal attack. Only those counted as friends or prospective lovers were privileged to know her and see her.
Across the way in the next apartment building she had spied the new occupant. He was a young guy maybe in his early twenties sitting on the patio sipping a drink, reading the paper. Who reads the paper anymore she thought in this age of computers? She tried not to appear like she was checking him out, yet she was drawn to him. His muscular torso and beefy arms caught her attention. He might be worth watching. Younger men didn't appeal to her in general unless they had something that stood out about them. Young guys were too impatient, too much in a hurry to get what they wanted and move on. She liked the older guys. Maybe they were married, maybe not. Older men had more time and had made their mistakes with women and were apt to be better lovers according to her experience. He seemed to be oblivious of her at this time, something that needed to be rectified. Maybe a change of clothes would draw his attention.
Easing back into the apartment and heading to her bedroom she glanced in the hall mirror on her way by. Stopping to check her hair she turned her head, first this way then that way admiring what she saw. Her hair was still long and luxurious for a woman of her age. She turned sideways to observe her stomach and her butt. Not bad for 39. She ran her hands over her breasts and felt the nipples stiffen immediately under her thin tee shirt. They were now poking out the material like little thimbles. Next she slid her hands down to her ass and turned more so she could see well. She pulled up on her shorts to show more of her firm ass cheeks giving herself a little squeeze in the process. It felt good even if it was her hands. I wonder what he would think of a pair of bike shorts and a cutoff tee, she thought.
Searching her meticulously organized dresser drawers yielded the bike shorts. She held them up to see if they would even fit. They would be a little tight, maybe, but that was a plus for what she had in mind. Also a nice ragged cut off tee was added to round off the ensemble. Stripping off her white short shorts and top in a second, she contemplated panties. Should she or shouldn't she? Deciding against them because it occurred to her if she bent over he would better be able to see her lips outlined by the tight fabric. She picked up the bike shorts to put them on and glanced out the window in his direction. He was still on the patio. Good, she thought. He's about to get a really big show. Noticing he had removed his shirt, obviously to get some sun, a shiver went through her to her groin. He is gorgeous she thought. The though of his muscular body pressed to her gave her a momentary tingle in the right place. Her hand went automatically to her shaved bare pussy and cupped it. Her middle finger slipped between the folds and tested her wetness. A soft moan escaped her lips as she drew her fingers upward to her clit and began to gently massage the area above her engorged button. She could feel the hard little member and the familiar throb of her heart pounding in it. It was not her intension to get herself off but it looked like there was no choice now as she was too far into it. When she had gotten up this morning, her first act had been to stretch and put her hand between her legs, to get herself off to a good start of the day, as she did every morning, but this was different. She imagined herself with this young mans tongue tickling her bud and probing her wet gash with his fingers, as he licked and sucked on her hard clit. A stream of juice was running down her legs now as the thought of his ministrations continued in her. She wished she could actually feel his fingers in her wet pussy and probing her ass hole at the same time. Suddenly she was aware he was gone.
While lost in the exquisite feeling of the spreading heat within her she had not noticed the man had gotten up and left the patio. It was too late to worry about it as a wave of pleasure flowed from her groin to her head and settled in her chest. Legs buckling and breath coming in ragged breaths she collapsed on her bed fingers dipping between her lips and spreading the silky wetness to the outer petals of her pussy. The wave within her continued but began to slowly subside as her breathing came back to normal. Dam it I missed him she thought. Slowly regaining her composure she sat up and looked out the window again, her heart jumped. He was back.
