Several months had passed since my erotic interlude with my sexy married neighbour, Alice. My name is Ted. I sell security systems to corporate accounts across the Mid West. At least one week a month I worked from home. My condo shared a pool full of trophy wives. I had lots of chance to view the treasures. Alice was by no means the cutest, but her willingness to be dominated during the Super Bowl had shown me that still waters could run deep.
We had no chance before spring to repeat our treat. I thought perhaps Alice had retreated from playing. Then, one sunny spring afternoon, I stepped into my tiny yard, and looked over Alice’s fence. I wondered why she had installed an old-fashioned tub in her backyard.
Alice was working in her flower garden, weeding and nourishing her beauties. I stood there, admiring how her full breasts hung silhouetted by the sunlight, braless inside her cotton dress. She paused to wipe a drop of sweat from her brow with her gloved hand, leaving a streak of dirt in its path.
The movement woke me from my trance. I admired how her buttocks stretched the fabric from behind, noting no hint of panty line. Rising, Alice saw me looking at her. “Ted! You startled me.” She moved to the patio, where she had a pitcher of ice-cold lemonade and glasses ready to refresh her thirst. As she poured, she looked at you and asked, “ would care to join me?” and offered me a glass.
I accepted, and joined her in her yard. I paused to watch her drink- the inviting curve of her throat, the pulse in her neck as she swallowed. It wasn’t lemonade that was on my mind.
Alice must have noticed I was staring. A heated blush rose up her neck, covering her throat, spreading into her face. My eyes shifted to her chest, watching her breathing, how it hesitated as she blush, then quickened. Through the thin sweat stained dress, I watched as her nipples hardened. I casually brushed my cold drink glass across her bosom. She sucked in her breath as the cold water off the outside of the glass soaked into her dress. I stepped back, all the better to appreciate the pebbly texture of her nipples, plainly visible under the wet fabric. "Ooops, sorry,” I lied.
A warm smile formed on Alice’s lips as she looked into my eyes. "Oh no you aren't.” she said, laughing.
I picked her up in my arms without warning, and toss her into the tub. “I bet you meant this as a fancy birdbath, but, today, it’s like I’m the Big Bad wolf, and you’re Little Red riding bird. All the better to see you my dear,” I chuckled as the water made her dress transparent.
Alice was a good sport, laughing, even as she shivered at the feel of the cold water soaking through my dress, chilling my smooth tanned skin. Her nipples hardened even more. She grabbed my hand and pulled me in on top of her. “ Gotcha now, Big Bad.”
I mock wrestled with her, feeling her nipples hard against my chest. We splashed and played for a few minutes in the fresh cool water. Our laughter slowly stopped as we became aware of how tightly our bodies were pressed together. Alice surely easily felt the evidence of my arousal. “Oh, you sure are big indeed, Mr. Wolf,” she teased, “but why do the call you ‘Bad’?”
I growled wolfishly, unbuttoned her top button, and planted a kiss at the bottom of her throat. Her head fells back to expose her neck to my kisses as her hands caressed my strong shoulders and arms, pulling me closer. “All the better to eat you, my dear.” I replied.
I undid the second button, which exposed Alice’s abundant cleavage. I kissed the very top of her wonderful breasts. Her breasts strained to feel your mouth, nipples erect and hard in anticipation. She grasped me by my hair, urging me onward, ignoring entirely our very public exposure. I released a third button, peeling the wet fabric off her skin, totally exposing her breasts to the sun, the world, and my tongue. I paused, savouring the moment. The anticipation added to the enjoyment for both of us. As the briskness of the spring air-dried the water off her bare nipples are exposed to the air, Alice moaned, begging, “I need to feel your hot mouth.”
Instead of obeying her obvious desire to have her nipples worshiped, I kissed down to her navel, rimming it with my tongue, my fingers tweaking her nipples. Denying her, I licked the valley between her breasts, rubbing her tits themselves with my beard. I undid a fourth button.
Shuddering from the feel of my beard on her breasts, Alice murmured, “ Delicious,” as she shifted in the tub, settling me in between her legs. She nestled in closer as her legs surrounded your legs, gripping me tightly.” Say it, Big Bad, then do it,” she begged.
“Say what, Red, do you want me to say ‘All the better to fuck you, my dear’?’ You’ll have to try harder if you want the best of this wolf.”
Alice’s breath was coming more rapidly. Her fingers played more with my hair, tugging painfully. Her legs were like a vice, capturing me. “Hey, Red, I thought you are a shy little girl. Or have you been playing with the woodsman again?” Sliding up, I finally pushed her tits together, kissing the nipples alternately. I undid her fifth, and next to last button, her panties now exposed.
