This story that you are about to read is true and though shameful it was amazing.
My wife and I moved to a new neighborhood recently with our two kids. Our new house was fairly close to our old one and in fact the children did not need to switch schools. The house was quite an upgrade from the previous one as was the neighborhood. We now live in a predominately Mormon neighborhood where most of the families are well off. We do not practice the Mormon faith but I have always been a believer of to each his own so it never has bothered me. They are excellent neighbors and very quite. Also on Sunday's it is like they roll up the sidewalks because nobody is around except the occasional car passing to and from church. The women of the church come in two very distinct styles: overweight and homely or outright beautiful. I guess it depends on how much your ancestors practiced polygamy.
Our street had a little bit of both categories of women on it. But there were two ladies that always caught my eye. One's name was Holly and the other was Nicole. Holly lived across the street from us and was married with three kids and Nicole lived down the street about three houses down and was married with three kids. I would see them at the park from time to time and say hello or they would pass as they rode with children on bike through the neighborhood. Their husbands kept to themselves and an occasional wave while they did their lawn seemed like all that they could muster.
One day while I was out front with the kids Holly came over and said that her kids had told her that we had gotten a new playhouse and that they would like to see it. I really didn't want to go through the hassle of showing them the house and standing in the backyard while they played. I agreed to show them the entire house and told my kids to come inside and show the neighbors the playhouse. My wife wasn't home to deflect the small talk so I was hoping that her kids would bore quickly and I could get back to doing what I needed to do. So through the house and into the backyard went the four kids. They played for a while and when Holly told them it was time to leave they whined that they wanted to stay. She never even asked me but told them we can stay about a half hour before your father gets home.
Being it was quite warm that day Holly and I went back inside to watch from the windows. I was pointing out some of the decorations that my wife had put up and why she painted the rooms the way she had while we stood by the window. Just when I was trying to explain that the wall color was chosen because of the color in a certain painting she turned quickly to glance at the back wall. When Holly did that she grazed my penis with the back of her hand and since I was wearing nylon basketball shorts and boxer she got a pretty good feel for my dick.
"I'm sorry!" she said embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it." I was trying to play it cool.
"I didn't scrape you leg with my ring did I?"
I was trying to register this all fast and I was also thinking I could end the play dates with the new playhouse pretty damn quick if I played the next sentence right.
"My leg is fine but you might have scratched my dick with that thing." I said as I pointed to the ring on her finger knowing I had just said dick in front of a Mormon girl.
"I am sorry Mr. Stone but I did not hit you there," pointing to my dick, "I hit your leg." "No you didn't, trust me on that but I will be fine," I said as I readjustment my dick in my shorts. She must have caught a good outline of its size when I did that because the expression on her face was almost funny.
"Oh my goodness is that real?"
"Yeah," I had to hold back a chuckle. "All mine."
"I am embarrassed asking but how big is it? I have never actually seen one and we don't talk about anywhere with anyone. And I am sorry to offend you. Forget I asked." She now looked confused and excited all at the same time.
"You haven't offended me but what do you mean you haven't seen one. You have three children. At some point you must have seen one." I asked.
"My husband and I only have sex when we are trying to produce so I do not ever see him naked or any other men for that matter. Our lovemaking doesn't last long but I don't think he is as big as you because I think that would hurt more." Holly confessed.
I won't lie all this talk about sex and my dick was starting to get to me and I could feel the blood flowing to my dick. I had figured she had way crossed her boundaries long ago so I thought I would see how far I could get them to stretch.
"Would you like to see it?" I asked her gently so I would not sound too aggressive.
