Looking at my neighbor as she walks around the yard got to be an everyday thing. On a daily basis she would be in the yard working the flowers wearing nothing but a pair shorts and one could only wonder if she had on Thongs or Panties. I have often wondered if she was actually real. But this morning as I was getting the paper she waved saying good morning. Good morning, I waved back at her and said you are out early aren't you? Yes, she said, smiling. When you are home alone there is nothing else to do she went on to say.
Don't feel bad I told her, I am home alone for the next week. Talk about being bored, I will be. Think that I will go and get some movies and sit back and watch movies today. Then she said how about a cup of coffee? I would love to have some company. Great I told her, would love to join you. Suddenly the neighbor across the street walked over to ask me if I wanted to join him on the golf course Sunday morning? Hey that's a good idea I told him, but remember I am not that good. He didn't care all he wanted was someone to make up the foursome. Then she said Dave would you like some coffee? Sure he said, lets make a breakfast party this morning just between neighbors.
Tell you what, I am going to get some doughnuts then. Went in the house to get my keys and drove up to get some doughnuts for our little breakfast party. When I got back there she was out front again waving. As I got out of the car she said we are back on the patio. Walking behind Janet to her patio, I couldn't take my eyes off her shapely legs. Was she wearing panties or thongs I thought to myself. I had a feeling that this was going to be a wonderful day.
When I got to the patio it appeared as though the whole block was back there. Luckily I had gotten two large boxes of doughnuts. The good thing is everyone there knew everyone and I had often wondered was there some wife swapping going on in the neighborhood. They were two friendly with each other to be otherwise. I wasn't going to be concerned with it. If they were good I wasn't involved, but there were a couple there that I would love to make love too. For one was the host of the breakfast party. Janet was about six-feet tall and had everything in all the right places. Nice breast, legs, thighs, and most of all her hips. Not too big, nor too small but just right and I could only imagine what she would look like in a pair of thongs.
The shorts that she was wearing wasn't the kind that you could see the imprint of the panties. They were tight and I couldn't see how she was bending down so much working in the yard with nothing on but the shorts. That was neither here nor there she was indeed a beautiful lady. One of the ladies ask her, Janet, when is your husband? He is on a business trip overseas for the next week or so depending on how it goes, she said. So if any of you want to keep me company I would definitely appreciate it.
As the morning passed and everyone was getting up to leave thanking everyone for their contribution. I said goodbye to everyone saying that I was going to go and relax for a while. Janet was staring at me real hard and winked her eye looking at the side gate. From the side gate, she could enter my back yard and no one could see her.
Around two-thirty that afternoon as I lay there on the sofa watching a movie there was a light tap on the patio glass. Waving over at her telling her to come on in. Hi she said, am I disturbing you? No I told her, just lying here watching a movie is all and relaxing. But the movie was probably watching me I went on to say. So how are you this evening I asked her? Fine she said just bored with nothing to do. Going to be like this for sometime to come now. Then I asked if I could get her something and she said sure a glass of wine would be fine. Poured her a glass of white wine and sat back down when she asked, aren't you having something?
Yes I told her I already have a glass of scotch right here that I have been sipping on for a while now. Wanting to know what was going on in the neighborhood so I just asked. Janet, tell me what is going on here in the neighborhood? Why is everyone so friendly towards each other, are the wife or husband swapping? Laughing, she said how could you tell? I am not in their little circle of friends she said. But to answer your question yes they have wife swapping every weekend. My husband attends their little group meetings but I don't. I guess that is why I am not getting what I need at home, he is too busy sharing it with the neighborhood.
For about an hour Janet sat there an told me everything about her and what was going on. From how unhappy she was to wanting to find her a Lover and a friend. The she asked me for suggestions about finding a lover and a friend. I told her that would be left up to her, because no one could pick someone for another person. Getting up she walked over to the bar an poured another glass of wine. She knew I was looking at her. After pouring the wine, she took her own good time in returning to the sofa. I knew what she wanted. So I decided to check and see if I was on the right track.
Got up and walked over to the bar to pour another drink. From where she was standing I had to either let her come out first or ease pass her. So I eased pass her to get behind the bar and in doing so felt the softness of her hips. When is your family coming back she asked? Next weekend I told her, if they come back then. See we are separating so I don't really expect her back.
Seeing her smile I knew that she had something on her mind then. She sat her glass down on the bar and said I will be right back I need to go and get something . Watching her walk out the door started my dick to rise. This was going to be an interesting evening thinking to myself. Then she appeared back at the door and I waved her in. She said that she wanted to lock her door. Out of no where she said tell me what is on your mind this evening and be truthful. I want to know exactly what you are thinking. Not trying to hide anything I came right out and told her. Well I have always wondered if you wore Thongs or Panties when I would see you out in the yard. Sometimes I wear thongs, then sometimes I wear the French cut panties. That way the sides are free.