Mr. Hill had been dead about 3 months and the "for sale" sign had not been put up more than a few days after his estate was settled when his house was sold. The new owner was a couple in there 50's Mr. & Mrs. Marks and they had a teen-age son who was 15/16 but he looked to be more like 12. The father was shorts man not over 5' 3" and had a big beer gut and mother was not even 5". If that! The poor son got all the bad genes from both sides of the family, short fat and his father face! Kid was ugly. But the young man did have manner and was very polite when talking with my husband or me. The father was one of those types of guys who just looked at you and undressed you as he talked. His eyes were always on my 40DD and having a body that included the big melons was 23 x 38 and that went with a 5' 10" 140 pound frame and at 33 I still had the looks that made me a model before I was a Neighbor. We didn't see much of the new neighbors during the winter except at the neighborhood Xmas party and once in a while as we were going out they might be coming in and just wave and give a friendly hello and how are you things.
In the spring people began to come out of the dens where they have been hiding all winters to take in the warm sun and just get the hell of the house! With spring comes the heavy spring shower, the kind that just come up with you least expect it and you caught out in one without the proper clothes and you never have a umbrella when you need one, it's always in the trunk of the car. Funny it has never rained in my truck I wonder why it is back there? I had to do some shopping for a trip that we were taking soon and went to the big mall to up grade my wardrobe as my husband calls it, the guy does like for me to look good at all times.
I always dress to be seen when I go out no matter where I'm going. I had put on a white cotton blouse a dark navy mini skirt, black 4" heels and a white thong with no bra. I had spent most of the morning using his charge cards, my name is on it but he pays for it so there his. I had with a girl friend and started for home about 1:30 PM. I stop at the grocery store and when I came out the afternoon showers had hit and it tried to run to the car to get in before it came down to hard. My luck at the car the automatic open on my key ring didn't work I knew I should have gotten a new battier for it and that made me try and hold the sacks and get the key in the door lock to open. The rain is getting heavy and I put the trunk key in " wrong" and that want work by this time I'm soaked and I look like a drowned rat. I finally got in the car with all my groceries but not until I have to over come wet paper sacks that had split and caused cans, boxes and other goodies to go falling on the paring lot. This just added to my exposure to the rain and my failed attempt to look hot at all times.
At last headed for the house and get out of these wet clothes, "God I can feel my thong is wet!" As I got to the feeder road to get on the freeway I saw a car stopped and the hood up that poor ass hole is having a bad hair day. As I got right up on the car I saw it was my new neighbor and he turned and looked right at me just as I got beside his car I stop and cracked the window,
"You need help!"
"Can you give me a lift home? Sure get in!"
He went back got his coat closed his hood locked the car and jump in the front seat just as wet as me. I saw the look on his face as he looked at me and than look at my tits as he always does. "Oh SHIT my blouses is so wet that it is clinging to me and I don't have on a BRA!" All I could do was turn and look straight ahead and act like nothing was wrong, what else could I do? I slowly pulled up on the freeway and traffic was at a stand still due to the heavy rains.
I tried to make small talk to make it seem like things were normal, but I could see out of the corner of my eye when I glanced up to check my rear view mirror that he was looking at me and had his radar fixed on my tits. My nipples were like small grapes on my melons and I could feel them coming though the wet cotton material. The air-condition was on and that just made them get harder, but I needed it on to keep the windows from fogging up, can't win for losing. The damn traffic was stacking up and just bumper to bumper and here I got fat boy's eye balls glued to my nipples and I felt like a trophy prize that was being admired for her rack, guess I was. It took us almost an hour to get home and if you didn't know it cotton is not fast drying. My nipples never went soft anytime during that hour, in fact I began to fancies about setting here nude and him looking at me and than I wanted to tease the SOB and make him squirm just enough to give him a boner. I began to get that tingle feeling between my legs and I felt flush thinking about him looking at me naked. I felt like I wanted to strip and make him look but knew he could not touch. I was getting horny!
At last home and my door opener worked, thank god. I pulled in to get out of the heavy rain; I didn't want to ask him in and was hoping he would just go home to his wife and bonk her since he was worked up from looking at me.
"Well my wife is at work I guess I better call her and tell her to stay until this blows over. I got to get AAA to get the car, not going to be much of the day left to do anything but just set around and watch the rain. "
I went on about my business trying not to pay any attention to what he was say and picked up shopping bags and went back to open my trunk to get others. He came around the other side and began to thank me for the ride and helping him and as I bent over to reach for the shopping bag. I felt air rush up my legs and I knew than the short skirt had ridden up my wet legs and was stuck to the back of my upper leg and I didn't have a free hand to push it down. Oh god I might as will just strip for him; hell he had the first act of the Big Tit Show! But I turned and said
"Think nothing of it give my best to your wife!"
He went home I went in the house, laughing to myself and than out loud once in and the doors were closed. I got out of my wet closed and put on a robe and got all my things I had bought put away and was ready to take a hot bath and relax. My husband was out of town on business and so I knew the evening that I was looking forward to a good sexy cheap novel.
I laid down to get a quick nap, one of those just rest your eyes thing and as always I was asleep for over 2 ½ hours. God it was almost 5:30 the rain had stopped and I had slept the afternoon away. I got up and turned on the lamp by my bed and slip my robe on to go take my shower that I was going to do 2 hours ago. I went in to the bathroom to P and put my robe up on the door. I went back to the bedroom to get a gown for later and I bent down to get it out my bottom drawer I glanced at the full length mirror and saw his reflection looking down at my ass as I had my legs spread. He was up in a second floor room that faced our bedroom. That SOB, just like poor old Mr. Hill, but this ass hole is a creep, I'll fuck with his mind, I'll teach the bastard to look at and undress me. Show time you mother fucker! I went into my walk in closet and left the door open so he could see everything and dressed in a black lace bra, a pair of "come and get me" stockings, a garter belt and crotch less panties. I watch him from the mirror in the dressing area. I came out and walked around the room in 5" heels that made my ass stick out. I would bend over spread my legs and did everything I could think of to let him see my body. This went on for about 15 minutes and that was it, time is up maybe some other evening and with that I went and closed the blinds.
The next afternoon I was in the kitchen doing something and went to that side of the house in a different room and just looked out and there he was in that window looking down into my room. 3 PM this ass hole gets home early and is my new peeping tom. He might not be if I closed the blinds, but hey that would not be any fun! I began to think wicked and wanted to give him a show like I did yesterday, I'm sure he saw me sleeping nude when I had my nap. Seen me in my sexy black under things and my 5" FMP's (FUCK ME PUMPS).
Should I go in and give him a show, this summer I can lay out and sun for him. I didn't do anything that day and a few weeks go by and I come home from a hard day of spending money, and he is driving in just as I'm unloading my trunk. Polite hello and how are you and the same BS.