I decided to walk up to the house to welcome you to the neighborhood. You ask if I would like a glass of iced tea and I accept. I almost didn't come over because of what I was wearing when I first thought about being neighborly and saying "hi" to the new neighbor on the block. It was a very hot and humid day. I had been working around the house and had woken up early. I decided not to pee right way and see how I would feel with a pair of thong panties and tight denim cut-off shorts. It felt very tight and uncomfortable. It also felt very irritating because of the thong up the crack of my ass along with the back seam of my jean shorts helped to spread my ass checks wide apart.
I put on this small tee-shirt which was old and worn, but very comfortable, except for the tightness across the largest part of my chest. I have a nice figure, 38C-26-35. My breasts are beautifully shaped, they are firm and bouncy and point straight out. They are natural not silicon. I'm proud of my natural breasts. No matter what I wear, their shape can easily be seen through any clothes. Especially this skimpy excuse for a tee-shirt. As I knocked on your door I became very aroused. Thinking about how badly I had to pee set my pussy on fire.
When you came to the door, it looked like you were in the middle of some strenuous work. Maybe you were jerking off. All you had on was a tight pair of blue jeans trying to conceal your rock hard cock through the crotch of your pants. I really had to go now. I didn't know how long I could hold on. I just wanted to say and hi and then leave. We sat on the front porch of your house. I was sitting in a very uncomfortable straight back chair, which made me have to sit very upright.
The air was sweltering, I could feel myself begin to really perspire which made me feel wet all over. I was beginning to worry as to whether my breast were completely exposed by this time. There was an obvious sexual tension in the air. I kept thinking about your jacking off and then hearing the door knock. You asked me if I wanted a tour of your home and I said yes. You took me to every room and took your time explaining the history of many pieces of furniture. I finally ask you if I could use his bathroom. I knew from your answer you wanted more than to be neighbors.