Neighbors
I was new to the neighborhood. My two next door neighbors had both instructed me to introduce myself to Kim, the woman who lived at the end of the cul-de-sac and was apparently the social director for the block.
"She's going to like you," intimated Anne, a buxom brunette who lives to the left of me.
My name is Trey and I'm a forty two year old widower. My wife Mary had perished in an automobile accident a few years earlier. My job and a promotion brought me to this desert locale where I hoped work and a new environment would heal the laceration to my heart.
Wandering up the walkway I was surprised by a shapely ass in black spandex shorts. She was on bent knees working on a cactus garden. "Excuse me, are you Kim?"
Turning her head I noted her blonde hair lying on her shoulder beneath a broad brimmed straw hat. Her eyes hid behind aviator sunglasses.
Rising to her feet and turning I couldn't help but gaze at her voluptuous breasts in a pink bikini top. It left little to the imagination and I struggled to lift my eyes.
Smiling broadly she stepped to me with an outstretched hand. "Hi! I'm Kim Kingston. You must be Trey from down the street. Anne and Lucy told me a hunk had moved in...they weren't kidding."
I guess I blushed as I shook her hand. Removing her glasses her stark blue eyes ran up and down my fit body, reviewing me like a piece of fresh meat.
"You're handsome Trey, the girls weren't wrong."
"You greet all of your neighbors like this?"
"Only the ones I want to know better-perhaps intimately. Did the ladies tell you about me?"
"Uh, only that you are the 'social director' of the street."
I was feeling a bit embarrassed by her forwardness but my goodness, she was a looker.
"I like to try out the men in my domain. I've had all of them at one time or another and I believe it's your turn next!"
"I, I don't know what to say, I mean we've only just met."
Kim Kingston told me to return the next day to relax, enjoy her swimming pool, and get to know one another.
The day was hot- cloudless with a deep blue hue above the dry, desert peaks.
I entered the pool enclosure through the gate as instructed. Sitting on the edge I dangled my feet in the water.
She slid open the door to the kitchen and appeared in a turquoise micro bikini top, a matching sarong around her shapely hips. The tiny bottom was tied on her curves, barely covering her pussy. She looked absolutely stunning and I said so.
"Aren't you complementary Trey! Makes me feel girlish, and a little giddy."
Retrieving her big brimmed hat from a lounge chair she arranged herself sexily. "Come sit by me Trey."
We chatted amiably the talk meandering from subject to subject. Finally she got to the matter at hand.
"Does my outfit conjure any naughty thoughts in that handsome head?"
Standing, she stood next to me her tight abdomen in front of my face. I have to admit I'd been fighting an erection every time I looked at her flawless body.
