She was home alone for the day, her husband had taken the kids to visit family and she wanted a day to herself so she begged off and let them all go without her. It was hot, in fact Lindsey thought it was too hot. The window was open but the curtains hung lifeless not even the merest hint of a breeze to disturb them. The flimsy cotton sun dress clung to her body, her skin sticky with fine beads of perspiration. She had gathered her hair into a pony tail to try to get more air to her neck and shoulders yet stray strands still had become loose and they now also stuck to her face. Rocking onto the back legs of the chair she contemplated taking another cooling shower. Less than 2 hours earlier she had luxuriated in the cool water, enjoying the smooth contrast of lukewarm water with the heat of the day. While in the shower she had taken the opportunity to trim her pubic hair. She hoped it would help reduce the stickiness she felt in the hot weather. She had been considering shaving it all off but changed her mind at the last minute leaving her chestnut triangle as it was. Sitting here now she wondered what had stopped her, it wasn't as if anyone else would care.
That thought brought her and the chair back to earth. She got up out of the chair. From there Lindsey crossed the bedroom to the full length mirror and examined the image before her, she nodded as if to confirm what she already knew. Almost without thinking she lifted the hem of the sun dress and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the white cotton panties. She eased them down over her thighs then let them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them with one foot she used the other with a practiced flick to send them to the laundry basket in the corner of the room. Lifting the hem of her dress again she admired herself, enjoying the freedom between her legs from lack of underwear. Relaxing down into the chair, she rocked back and put her feet on the bed. A whisper of movement ran through the curtains as a slight breeze entered the room, she found herself easing her legs apart to catch any benefit she could, the sun dress riding up her long thighs. Her eyes closed as she allowed her head to drop backwards, extending her neck and letting the very tip of her hair to brush the carpeted floor.
"Hello, anybody in?" The voice sounded like it was just outside the window. Her knees slammed together, eyes flew open and she rocked forward, her teeth clattering as the front legs of the chair hit the floor. Her vivid blue eyes scanned the window for signs of movement. How much had the interloper seen? She rose to her feet and pushed her head through the curtains, curious as to the owner of the voice. Outside, about 4 feet from her window, was a tall, dark haired woman casually dressed in shorts and T-shirt and carrying a large bowl.
"Hi, I just moved in next door a couple of days ago." She had seen the moving van earlier on in the week and had speculated on who her new neighbors were.
"Hi" she said "Welcome to the neighborhood. Can I help you at all?"
Her new neighbor grinned impishly, "sort of, I've just been shopping at the produce market and I bought more of these than I needed" She lifted the bowl a bit out to indicate the contents of the bowl "and wondered if you could use them."
Lindsey leaned further out of the window as she tilted the bowl toward her, she could feel the heavy swell of her breasts falling against the cotton of her dress and she started to straighten and go back inside.
A puzzled look came over the woman's face "Don't tell me...you don't like fresh cherries?"
"Of course I do" she said "why don't you go to the side door and I'll let you in." As she moved through the room she glanced sidelong at her reflection and smiled, confident her secret state of undress was not evident.
Through the frosted glass of the door she could see her waiting when she made it there so she opened the door and hesitantly welcomed her new neighbor. As she entered she looked at her, doing a mental assessment. Tall, thick build, the exposed arms muscular yet soft, pleasant smile, her shorts giving one a nice view of long legs, blue/green eyes, between 35 to 40. She silently read the logo on the back of her T-shirt "...you know you want some." it read, laughing she motioned for her new neighbor to turn around so she could read the front of her shirt. The front had a logo on the left shoulder "Buffalo Wings & Rings..."
Remembering what the back of the shirt said and sensing Lindsey's next question, she said "It was an old college hang out" she explained, blushing a slight pink in her cheeks.
Smiling warmly she said, "Welcome to the neighborhood. I'm Lindsey. Why have you got so many cherries?"
"Well they were on sale and I over estimated at the market. I love fresh cherries, but didn't want them to go to waste before we could eat them all. Nice to meet you Lindsey, I'm Dawn."