I had just pulled into the driveway and was starting to gather up all the plastic grocery bags from the trunk to take them into the house. From behind me I heard, "Hey neighbor, can I help you with those?" I turned around and smiled at Al, the young man from next door. "Hi Al, sure I'd like some help."
I didn't really need help, but Al was a tall, handsome light-skinned black guy, maybe 25 to 30 years old, who was pleasant and polite and I liked him. He always made a point of saying hello and chatting a moment when he saw me in the yard or the driveway. I let him scoop up the rest of the bags and led him into the house, telling him he could just put the bags on the dining room table.
Then I turned around to shut the front door, and Al quickly snaked his arm around my shoulders in a type of hammer lock. His other hand slid down my body, coming to rest at the crotch of my jeans. He started rubbing my crotch up and down. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked him.
"What I've wanted to do ever since I saw you outside the first time," he replied, and seeing I wasn't going to fight him, he opened my snap and zipper and slid his fingers down my silk panties, then inside them. He loosened his hold on my upper body as I spread my legs a little, to let him stroke my clit and vagina until I started to get wet. His upper hand found my breast and kneaded it a few times, then he lifted my shirt and bra and began to tease my nipples. "I've always liked you and hoped I could do this someday," he said.
I turned in his arms and reached up to kiss him, a long kiss full of tongue and promises, since he already had me aroused. Then taking his hand, I led him to the bedroom and bent over the bed so he could drop my jeans and panties to the floor. I felt his long, impossibly hard and thick cock bump against my pussy and then it slid right in as if we had done it a thousand times. God, he was big, and it had been a long time since anyone had done that to me.