The weather was warm and wonderful. I put on shorts and a halter and stepped out into the backyard to tend to my flowers. I had just moved into the house. The previous owners had kept the house and yards in excellent shape. I love to garden, and the backyard would be my hobby. I could grow all kinds of exotic and beautiful flowers. I had been out for about half an hour when I saw Amanda, my neighbor cross her yard and move to the other side of our mutual fence.
“Hi, Amanda, it’s a lovely day to be out isn’t it?” I said as I walked to the fence.
She looked up at me from a kneeling position. She is a dark hared beautiful woman, small in statue, but with a beautiful body to match her face. Today she had on a short-sleeved loose scoop necked blouse, and shorts. “Lori! It sure is. I love weather like this. My soil seems to really like weeds more than it likes the roses.” She said smiling, as she continued to pull the weeds up.
Her loose top bowed outward as she moved, and gave me a splendid view of her full breasts swaying and bobbing as she pulled, and tugged. I watched fascinated, for I have always enjoyed an intimate relationship with other women, many sexual in nature.
My late husband knew of it, and had no trouble with it. He said he had much rather have me having affairs with women then men. I never cheated with a man. He kept my heterosexual desires well filled. He loved for me to tell him about my Sapphic relationships in great detail while we made love. It really spiced up our sex life.
Twice we had one of my lady friends over for a wonderful threesome. I had no problem with him having sex with my friends while I was there to watch and participate. My favorite was to engage in a 69 with my ladyloves while he fucked them or me. I loved licking their wet pussies while his cock slid in and out in front of my face. It was equally exciting to have his long thick cock slide in and out of my pussy while they tongued and sucked my swollen clit. The double stimulation was so erotic and satisfying.
He died in a private plane accident when his corporate pilot tried to land in heavy fog, killing all aboard. He left me more than amply cared for financially. I had moved after he was killed, and now was starting a new life. Money was no concern now. My needs have never been extravagant so the money, well invested, would last me in a style that was what is usually called ‘affluent’.
I watched Amanda as she pulled weeds. I could clearly see her erect brown nipples and the large pink aureoles surrounding them. She looked up at me, a playful smile on her face. “You’re peeping.”
Her breasts were beautiful. “Not peeping, admiring! You have very lovely breasts. Besides, with that low cut top, and you bending over, it’s more like you’re advertising. Girl to girl, you do have a spectacular body.” I said laughing.
“I guess I deserved that! But put that way, all is forgiven. If you had been a man, I probably wouldn’t have leaned over quite like that. I guess you could see all the way to my belly button. In the body department, you are quite spectacular also.” She said standing up. Her top fell so that it showed the inviting swell of her bosom. Her nipples were erect and showed through the fabric. I looked at her beautiful face. She could have been a model. She wore her dark hair in a feather bob. Her brown eyes seemed to sparkle as we talked. Standing close, I caught her faint perfume smell, along with the faint odor of her natural sweat, an enticing aphrodisiac. Her eyes went to my halter covered breasts and lingered, then down to my long legs that are still shapely, I’ve been told.
“Why don’t you come over later for cocktails. A friend is dropping over, and you are welcome to join us. I’ll give you a tour of the house. You haven’t seen it yet. Please say you will?” Her smile became radiant. I couldn’t refuse.
I worked for a while then went into the house. I had just seen her enter her own house. I fixed a glass of ice water and picked up the cordless phone to call my sister and chat with her. I heard Amanda talking on the line and recognized her rich voice at once.
What most people don’t remember, or know, is that a cordless phone is a receiver and transmitter. Every word of a conversation, both ways, is sent and received from the base unit to the handset and vice versa. Someone on the same frequency will hear all of the conversation. I started to put the phone back on its cradle when I heard an interesting tidbit that stopped me cold.
“---and Lori is gorgeous, and she seemed to have taken a real interest in watching my breasts. I caught her and she told me she wasn’t ‘peeping’ but was ‘admiring’. Does that sound interesting?” Amanda asked her telephone partner.
There was a throaty laugh on the other end. “You devil. I’ll bet you put that particular top on just to give her a good look at your delicious breasts.”
“Sue, Darling, you know I did! I’ve had my eye on her since she moved in. That’s a sure way to get a woman’s attention. I’d like to slip my tongue into her wet, and I’m sure, tasty pussy. She has gorgeous long legs and from what I can see, very beautiful breasts. She had on a halter-top that showed them off very well. She wasn’t flustered in the least when I caught her looking at my breasts. Either she’s a very cool lady, or she’s interested in me. Incidentally, she’s coming over, so expect a visual treat when you get here.” Amanda said.
“ I sure will. Those lovely breasts of yours probably melted her heart. They always make me drool. Wish I could kiss them right now.” The voice said breathlessly.
“You shall, Darling. Slide your finger into your sweet pussy and stroke that hot little clit with me in mind. I have to take a shower. I’ll think about you while I shower, and will slip my finger down and pretend it’s your sweet pussy. That always brings on a wonderful climax. See you later, Love.”
“God, you know how to get a girl hot over the phone. Later, Oh, that feels so good. My clit says tell you it misses you. Gotta go, now! Ohhhh!” The last a long sensual sigh, and then there was a click.
I laughed out loud. If those two knew that their little intimate conversation was being literally broadcast for a radius of several hundred feet they would be mortified, or would they? I imagined they didn’t know. I went up and took a shower. I let my fingers slip into my wet slit and ran a soapy finger up and down my slit, rubbing my own clit playfully. I imagined Amanda, naked in her shower, doing the same thing, rubbed harder and faster, and brought myself to a quick, and very satisfying climax.