Matt pushed the mower out of his shed, down the short ramp into his yard. He took his time checking the gas, the oil, making sure the bag on the back of the mower was empty, the blade well was clear. He usually just pushed it out the door, and if it stopped working he'd check the gas and barring that anything else it could be. He really wasn't into lawn care, didn't really know about how his mower even functioned.
But Matt was meticulous with his mower today. The grass wasn't quite high enough to really need a pass, but Matt was going to mow it. He stood behind the mower, started, then stopped it. Got out his phone, linked it to his blue-tooth headset, then decided to take his time setting up a playlist.
"Hey, Neighbor!" A deeper, older voice called from over the privacy fence. Matt looked over to see just the most of John's head and a waving hand. John was the neighbor from the next house over. He was a big guy, older, balding, and stocky with a pot belly, he had about twenty years on Matt. Nice guy too, when Matt and Dani moved in just under a year ago, John and his wife, Claire, made it a point to come over and introduce themselves. After that, Matt rarely saw John or Claire, maybe a wave if they saw each other taking out the trash or as they were leaving or coming home from work, but never a call over the fence, especially considering behind John was his garage. His garage was separate from his house and cut off part of his back yard, meaning he was standing a space between the fence and his garage maybe 5 feet wide. Which meant he had walked all the way around his garage to say, "Gettin' some yard work done!?"
"John!" Matt waved back. "How's it going?"
"Good, good. Just taking it easy on the weekend. Thought I'd come sit on the patio and have a beer." John smiled.
"Yeah, I was just about to start mowing, figured I'd get it in before any rain turns up, you know?" Matt replied cordially.
"That sounds like a smart idea. I might do the same...maybe tomorrow though." they both nodded.
It stayed quiet for a bit too long after that until Matt said, "Well, you don't have any grass or hay allergies, do you? I'd hate to ruin your cold beer on a nice day if..."
"No, no! Not at all, just thought I'd come say "Hi", I'll let you get back to it." John waved again.
"You take it easy John, give Claire my best!" Matt grinned and waved.
"Will do!" John called and disappeared from the fence.
Matt pushed play on his playlist. He put it back into his pocket and looked at his second story window. He couldn't see Dani in it, but he knew she was there.
Dani stood in their home office at the window, her phone recording what she saw, and watched as John and Matt conversed over the fence. She watched Matt smile up at the window then put his phone in his pocket, start the mower and start to push through a yard that really didn't need it. She watched John walk to the table on his back patio, take a sip of his beer, and head inside his house. Minutes passed and Dani was getting impatient, "Come on! Come out, come out where ever you are." Her impatience was rewarded as John stepped back out, followed by Claire, holding a blanket. Dani thought Claire must've been a stunner in her day, but age had caught up with her now, she like her husband had a bit of a belly, pale skin, but still shapely.
"Exactly what you'd expect after two? Three kids?" Dani thought and hit record on her phone. She watched on her phone's screen as Claire and John stepped barefoot into their yard, smiling, giggling, peering at the fence that split their yard from Matt and Dani's, then back around their garage to about where John had flagged down Matt, looking exactly as "sneaky" as you might expect parents to be, silly tip-toeing and everything.
"Go on, you two, he's mowing the lawn, he'll never know you're there." Dani chuckled.
John put his back against the garage wall, and Claire, looked around, tried to peek over the fence as tall as she was. Then turned back to John and dropped out of site. They were still mostly obscured, but Dani could still see most of John's top half, and the anguished look on his face as he looked down.
"Oh, Claire" Dani gasped, "You naughty, naughty girl." Dani tried to hold her phone steady as she slid one hand under her sweat pants and underwear. She looked only at the phone screen, making sure she got the shot, and watched as John shucked his shirt off. He wasn't really Dani's type, he out of shape, but his arms were thick, shoulders broad and gray hair covered his chest. Dani thought he must've been in great shape in his youth, the two of them must've been quite a pair.
Dani watched him reach down and help Claire to her feet. Claire standing with her back to the fence, brought her shirt up over her head and used it to wipe her face and chest, Dani hadn't seen John tense up, so she thought he hadn't come. "You must've really made a mess, didn't you?" Dani whispered and felt her pussy clench, she dipped two fingers in, trying give herself something to squeeze. Dani always thought Claire was cute, more than a head shorter than John, wavy, jaw-length "I don't give a fuck" hair cut, she looked like "a mom". But now Dani knew that Claire was a messy girl. Dani liked that, because she was a messy girl too.
John smiled down at his wife, and turned, putting her back against the garage wall, dropped down out of sight. Less of Claire was visible over the fence, due to the difference in height, but not much less. Her breasts drooped as they would for a woman her age, but they were still big and full, and her nipples were tipped with thick, brown areola, the kind you keep a set of padded bras for in the winters. Dani barely noticed that she, herself slipped her tongue out of her mouth pursed her lips as John's head reappeared in the frame and his mouth latched onto one of those nipped.
"Damn, Claire." Dani sighed heavily, struggling against her underwear to pull her hand far enough away to thrust in her fingers and slap her clit with the heel her palm at the same time, "Nice tits." In the frame, Claire slid down lightly, only her shoulders touching the wall, her back arching her hips forward, she bit her lip and furrowed her brow. Then brought one hand to the back of John's head and the other pinched and pulled her unattended nipple.
Dani watched the top of Claire's belly start to shake. "Are you fingering her John? You know where her g-spot is, don't you?" Claire opened her mouth and her eyes rolled back, "Yeah, of course you do." Dani huffed, hunching slightly to reach deep enough to press her own, her nose almost touching the phone screen, "That's a good boy."
It wasn't long before Claire put both hands on either side of John's head, knelt to kiss him, then sunk down behind the fence with him, out of sight as well. "Fuck" Dani breathed, forgetting that she was doing this to prove to Matt what she'd seen while sitting in the office and he was out mowing the lawn about a month prior, and then seen again two weeks later, again as Matt mowed the lawn.
Dani understood it, the rush of potentially getting caught, the thrill of being mere feet away from someone who doesn't know you're about to come. Dani and Matt were no strangers to kink. They'd met at a college house party and promptly sneaked up to the home owner's bed room to get to know each other better. And when the person who the room belonged to fumbled with the door with someone they'd met at the party, Dani and Matt hid in their walk in closet, then fucked while peeking at the couple through the door. Since then they had explored quite a bit, sharing themselves with other couples, sex whenever or wherever the mood struck, just about anything the could think of so long as it never led to any "serious" trouble or hurting anyone. But, as in any relationship, things cooled over time, which was fine, they still had toys and dirty talk and porn, but other couples they could trust had drifted away, and sex in public had kind of lost its luster.
John and Claire didn't seem like the type, they seemed like sweet, older, mid-western, god-fearing folk. Dani thought that for people like them, oral sex might be the kinkiest thing they did together. "I guess it takes all types" Dani thought, pulling her pants and underwear down, sitting on the edge of the office chair and running her fingers down over the little "landing strip" she had kept neatly trimmed. She'd abandoned the window, there being no more to see then brief glimpses of the top of John's head swaying back and forth as he undoubtedly plowed his wife on the blanket she had carried out. Dani pushed "replay" on the phone, spit on her fingers and battered her poor little clit watching the video. "Hurry the fuck up, Matt." she whispered.
Matt pushed the mower back into the shed, closed it, locked it, then taking off his headphones, looked to the fence. He didn't hear anything, so he shrugged, and walked back into the house, kicked off his shoes, and raced up the stairs to the door of the office, where Dani sat at the computer, pants-less.
"Well?" Matt huffed "Were they out there?"
"Go shower." Dani demanded.
Matt turned on his heels and went into the bathroom, shedding his sweat soaked clothes as quickly as he could.
"AND SHAVE!" Dani called from the next room.
"Yes Ma'am!" Matt called back, grinning. He finished cleaning in record time, but made sure to go slow shaving his cock and balls. He didn't shave too often anymore, unless Dani asked him to, and that meant Dani was going to take her time with him.
Matt finished up and walked into the office only wearing a towel. Dani stood up immediately, "Sit" she said pointing to the chair while fussing with her phone. Matt wordlessly complied, but reached up to touch her bare pussy as she took off her shirt, but she slapped his hand away.
"Hey!?" Matt whined.
"Watch." Dani dropped to her knees, handed him the phone, pushed his legs apart, moved his towel and sucked the head of his cock wetly into her mouth. Matt groaned, and ran his hand over the top of her head, holding her pony-tail lightly as she began to take him deeper, covering his cock in her saliva. She stopped, looking up at him, her chin already wet with spit. "Are you watching?"
