As Sandy sat at the patio and thought about her affair with John her thoughts were interrupted as Steve entered her back yard. He was wearing the short cutoff jeans and white sleeveless shirt that he had been wearing earlier.
Steve walked up to the patio table and sat in the chair next to Sandy and said, "Beautiful morning isn't it Sandy? Do you mind if I join you?"
Sandy was quiet for a moment as she thought about how to handle the awkward situation. An hour earlier she had watched Steve's exhibition show as he stripped in front of the window of his house. She thought, he has some nerve to approach me like this, he must think he really impressed me with his little show.
"Sandy, I just had to come over and ask you to forgive me for getting a little carried away this morning. It's just that when I saw you looking out of your full length widow this morning wearing only your white blouse and black heels something just came over me."
After no response from Sandy he continued, "Well actually I think you did enjoy watching me, you didn't turn away or close your curtains until you got to see everything you wanted to see."
Sandy responded, "You know what I think Steve? I think you are a voyeur and an exhibitionist. I saw you in the window yesterday trying to show off to me as I watered my plants. And that's not the first time I've seen you prancing around in front of your window with hardly anything on."
"It's kind of funny that you always manage to time it when I'm home alone or when Alex is out of your sight," she continued.
Steve chuckled a little nervously and replied, "You know you aren't exactly innocent. That little sundress you were wearing yesterday was practically see-through with the sun behind you. I could see your legs all the way up, right through the material.
Sandy replied, "Well I had no Idea that you could see through my dress with the sun to my back, but I could sure tell you liked watching me."
Steve was beginning to feel he had the upper hand now and he smiled at Sandy and said, "I've been watching you for a long time baby. You always look sexy. And you have excellent taste in outfits by the way."
Steve adjusted his chair closer to Sandy turning it slightly so he was facing her.
He put his right hand on her right knee and said, "When I saw you unbutton that blouse this morning I thought, this is it. She's finally going to show me that sexy little body of hers."
Sandy replied, "I don't know where you think this is going Steve. I like you as a friend and neighbor but I have no intentions of having an affair with you. I'm sorry I lead you on this morning but you know that you started that little peek show game."
Sandy grabbed a hold of Steve's wrist and tried to push his hand off from her knee. Being much stronger than her he effortlessly slid his hand up to her thigh and could have gone further if he wanted.
"You wouldn't happen to have a cup of coffee to offer your friendly neighbor? I could really use some this morning," he said.
Sandy stood up and said, "Wait here a minute Steve, I'll get you some."
Sandy walked through the sliding patio door and entered her kitchen. As she began to pour the coffee she heard the door open and saw Steve enter her home.
Sandy was beginning to get angry and said in a stern voice, "Steve, I asked you to wait outside on the patio, I didn't invite you to come in. We can continue our discussion outside."
"I think it would be better if we talk in here", he replied. "After all, we wouldn't want any of the other neighbors to see us and get the wrong idea."
Steve took the coffee cup and went into the front room. He sat on the couch and placed the cup on the end table.
Sandy followed him in and sat down at the card table a safe distance from the couch where Steve was sitting.
"Okay Steve, we can talk in here then," Sandy said choosing her words carefully. "You like the way I look, and this morning you were hoping that I would give you a show. I will admit I was just having a little fun teasing you. I knew it wouldn't take much to get you to be the one putting on a show."
Steve replied, "I'm just a mortal male after all, and having someone like you living across the street, well just let me say you arouse me."
Sandy replied, "I thought you and Alex were friends Steve. How can you come over here and make a move on your friend's wife?
Steve didn't respond so Sandy continued, "You have a very pretty wife at home. You don't need to ruin your friendships and your marriage."
Steve didn't reply but smiled at Sandy. She watched his eyes move slowly down her body to her legs and back up.
Sandy stood up, held her arms out and slowly turned so Steve could get a good look from all angles.
"Is this what you want Steve? You like watching me, what else do you want from me?"
Steve stood up and said, "I want you to take off that halter top, and then I want you to remove those shorts. I think I deserve a good look at you."
Tears started to well up in Sandy's eyes, she felt trapped. The only other time she had been in a situation where she felt so intimidated was at the hotel pool when she was in Denver. When Jack had cornered her in the pool and started feeling her up, she had played along and was able to get away. Now she wondered if the same approach would help her this time.
Steve interrupted her thoughts, "Stop crying Sandy, I just want you to put on a little show for me like I did for you this morning."
Sandy replied, "I'm scared Steve, why don't you just leave and go home. I'll give you a show in front of the window. Just let me have a little time to think about it."
"What are you scared for Sandy? This will just be between me and you. I won't say a word to Alex or anyone else. I'm ready for the show to start right now, Let me see that top come off."
Sandy stammered, "I'm scared, If I take off my clothes you're going to rape me."
Steve came up and stood in front of Sandy, the top of her head was barely chest level to Steve's tall frame.
He looked down and said, "Do I need to help you get undressed?"
Sandy begged in a crying voice, "No Steve, please just go, I promise that I'll undress in front of the window for you."
"Take that top off now! Take it off before I take it off for you," Steve shouted.
Tears streamed down Sandy's face as she reached behind her back and untied the upper strings of the halter top.
"Slowly, very slowly, I want to enjoy every minute watching you expose yourself to me," Steve said in a calmer voice.
Sandy turned her back to Steve and untied the lower strings. She then slowly turned again to face Steve and gently lowered the top away from her bare breast.
Steve raised his arm and motioned with his hand for her to spin around slowly so he could see all of her from front to back.
"Oh yeah Sandy, that's it. Look at them firm little tits, if I didn't know better I'd think you was about twelve or thirteen," he mused.
Sandy stood there with her perky breast standing proudly, her nipples becoming more erect due to the exposure. She could see the lust in Steve's eyes as they roved over every part of her body. Instinctively she raised her hands up to cover her breast.
"I just love halter tops, no way to wear a bra under one of those, he said. "Now pull them shorts down nice and slow Sandy, you're doing just fine."
"Will you leave then please," Sandy begged.
"Just do it! And stop that crying, I want you to look pretty like you always do. Smile at me while you're getting out of those pants"
Sandy unbuttoned the white shorts and pulled the zipper down while trying unsuccessfully to smile for her intimidating neighbor. With the pants undone Sandy slowly turned for him. She was trying to stall having to pull the shorts down.
Her nipples becoming more erect didn't go unnoticed as Steve took in every move.
Facing Steve again she slowly pushed the shorts down her legs until they reached the floor. She stepped out of the shorts and slowly turned for Steve again not wanting to move on to the last item of clothing, her white thong panties.
Sandy looked up into Steve's eyes hoping he would tell her that was enough. Suddenly he picked her up off from her feet the way a man carries his bride over the threshold.
"Please, put me down Steve, I'll show you the rest", she pleaded.
Steve was carrying her up the steps toward her bedroom. "Sandy, I think I want to fuck you right in your bedroom. I have caught glimpses of you changing clothes through your bedroom window and fantasized for years of fucking you in there."
As Steve carried Sandy into her bedroom she was begging, "Please don't do this Steve, you said we were friends."
Sandy was trying to get her hands or legs free but Steve easily constrained her small pre-teen sized frame.
Steve put Sandy down once they were in the bedroom. He had closed the door and was standing in front of it. There was nowhere for Sandy to escape. He stood there for a moment admiring her almost nude figure.
Steve said, "I knew you would have the firm little body of a 14 year old. Boy it's been a long time since I've had a girl like you alone in the bedroom."
Steve unsnapped his cutoff jeans and pulled down the zipper. As he dropped them to the floor Sandy could see his penis becoming erect in his small cotton bikini briefs. As he pulled his shirt up over his head she saw the head of his cock spring out of the top of his shorts.