Lockdowns had been tiresome, Lynn thought to herself as she stretched luxuriously in bed that morning, although they had their occasional advantages on mornings like this. She had nowhere to be any time soon, the summer sun was blazing lately, and she had the place to herself for the morning. Hubby and kids all out; a rare treat in these locked down times. She knew exactly how she was going to spend her morning. Or at least she though she did...
Lynn finally cast aside the sheets and swung herself out of bed, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror as she tossed her silk robe around her shoulders. She admired her tanned skin and taut body, thinking that she was looking pretty good for 43, then feeling silly for even thinking it. she smoothed a hand down her belly, turning to the side to see how her 34 E cup breasts still jutted out firmly, the large dark areola that her husband so loved sitting pleasingly on top of the firm round flesh.
She padded down the kitchen to make coffee with a spring in her step, not bothering to do up her robe and feeling strangely sexy. Pouring her coffee, she grabbed her laptop and took it out into the back yard, planning to check through some emails.
She made herself comfortable on one of the sun loungers out there, knowing that the garden wasn't overlooked and that she had total privacy.
After a few minutes she set her laptop aside; she couldn't concentrate and was enjoying the sensual feeling of the sun on her body. Responding to that sexual energy she'd noticed since waking this morning she took off her robe entirely and stretched out in the sun.
Again, she looked down her body and enjoyed what she saw; her full breasts now resting on her reclining frame and, further down, the dark thatch of bushy hair that she maintained on her pussy (the smooth shaved look she noticed in porn stars she found to be silly and girlish).
She allowed her right hand to trail down her body, again feeling the smooth skin of her belly and into the springy pubic hair, savouring the familiar feeling of opening up and warmth as she started to become aroused. Her fingers travelled lower, tracing the prominent clitoral hood and full labia of her pussy. She briefly thought of how much her husband loved her most intimate characteristics but also appreciating the experience of enjoying herself simply for herself. The wetness accumulated as she continued to massage and manipulate her increasingly swollen and aroused sex.
Her intention now was to spend the morning outside in the delicious sunshine, bringing herself to as many slow and luxurious orgasms as she chose. Perhaps she was also in the mood for using the largest of her dildos today; something that she saved for her hornier self-love sessions. She had the sense that would like to feel full today. That could wait though, for now her fingers were doing a wonderful job.
She began to lose herself in the sensations, arching her back and clutching her left breast as she felt the familiar throb of an orgasm building. That was when she heard a familiar voice calling from next door, the neighbour guy shouting something over the dividing hedge.
She gasped and then admonished herself, feeling embarrassed. Had he heard her gasp? God, had he heard her masturbating?? She grinned momentarily, realising that she wouldn't mind, then refocused on what he was saying.
Something about a delivery they had taken in yesterday on her behalf, would he drop it around now, seeing as she was in? Lynn grinned again -- "so you knew I was out here," she thought to herself. "Naughty boy".
"That would be great thanks hun, could you maybe come down the side passage as I'm out the back?" Lynn called out. She arranged herself on the sun lounger, pulling her robe around her and tying it loosely as her neighbour, Jake, appeared around the corner, holding a package.
She briefly took him in, scruffy jeans and a white T-shirt, old sneakers. He was around her age, tall and burly, "the outdoor type" as she'd described him to her friends over drinks in the past. His dark hair extended to most of his body but not too much; he had a manly, muscular style that he wore easily. Speaking of which, these were jeans he wore well. The material around the crotch stretched over his obviously generous package, something else she'd also commented on to her friends before.
"You're looking very rugged today, Jake," she said, with a devilish smile.
"Uh, yeah, just doing some work in the garden. Enjoying the sun, I see," he said moving towards her with the package. She sat up to take it from him and as she did so her robe gaped open slightly. Reaching out to take it she noticed her fingers were still slick with her own juices, which felt so wonderfully naughty as one of those fingers grazed his. Would he notice?
"Look, I'm sorry to disturb you, I'll leave you to your privacy," said Jake, making no effort to leave at all and blatantly stealing glances at her exposed flesh.
"That's ok Jake, we're neighbours, aren't we? No need to stand on ceremony," Lynn replied, reclining further, and pretending not to notice as her robe fell further open, barely clinging now to the erect peaks of her nipples, the silk draping over the full breasts.
Lynn glanced sideways at Jake still standing there and several things ran through her mind at once. Firstly, she noted with delight that his cock was growing across his thigh inside his jeans like a thick, curved sausage. She also recalled how her husband and her had talked a lot about trying a threesome and that he would be home at some stage -- why not take the lead and make it happen right here and now? Her pussy almost flooded at the thought.
