A story of a weekend where a fantasy of mine became a reality. With my neighbor's wife. Mike is just a couple of weeks older then me and is the minister for the town's church. Jenny is his wife and teachers at the local school. We were your typical neighbors. We'd talk in our backyards and every now and then have dinner dates together. But I always dreamed about having one day with Jenny. Sorry this is kind of long, but I wanted to tell it all in one story so fantasies wouldn't enter into reality. This happened four years ago. Mike and me were 45, while his wife, Jenny and my wife, Betty were 44.
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My sex life went to hell after my wife fell ill. And while I constantly flirted with other women I never dreamed about cheating on Beth. She had been through enough pain without me adding to it. But while I had no plans to cheat it did not stop me from flirting.
Living in the country in a rural community of about 100 people and only having two other houses anywhere near us, it made it real easy for me to live my life in comfort as a nudist. The only time I had something on is when the step-daughter was home. And usually I wore gold sparkly underwear which she had got me for Christmas. Hell, I even wore them to mow the lawn or work in the garden. And anytime when I knew neither of the neighbors were home the underwear were no where to be found.
I'd flirt with my step-daughter's friends. My favorite ones were Eve who fit the midwestern fit of a cowgirl and Nancy who could be passed off as my step-daughter's sister. Whenever they were around I'd drop my shorts lower then normal, showing off half my butt and you could see my short pubic hair.
But the one I truly fantasized about was our neighbor Jenny. She and her husband Mike were pretty good friends of ours and we often chatted in our back yards when we were playing in our gardens. But Jenny and Mike weren't your typical neighbors. Mike was the town minister and Jenny taught first grade. They were our age, in fact Mike is exactly two weeks older then me.
Through the years, Mike got more active with the town affairs and with Beth's illness, it was just me and Jenny taking care of our yards and our gardens. Jenny was nothing special to look at but I loved her body. She has long light brown hair that is usually in a pony tail. I guess the best way to describe her butt is round. It's nothing special but it has a unique bounce when she walks - it's very hypnotizing. She's about 5'10" tall with a lovely rack. Her boobs look like water balloons. They don't look firm, but they look like they'd be perfect pillows. If I had to guess she probably weighs about 160 pounds and she's 36-28-38. She just looks so cuddly and pure.
I'd be on my hands and knees weeding the garden and watch her about 100 feet away working in her garden. Her and Mike seem to accept the fact that I didn't like clothes and they never said it bothered them when I worked in my underwear. As time moved on I started flirting with her the way I flirted with my step-daughter's friends. The underwear dropped a little more and I went out of my way to "accidentally" have my dick slip out on occasion.
And after a few years of light talk and me wearing just my underwear, Jenny started to change too. She went from wearing old jeans and a long sleeve shirt to shorts and a sleeveless top. One day I got a little bold and said, "Jenny can I ask you a personal question?"
"Sure you can ask but it doesn't mean I will answer?" Her head looking down at the dirt she was playing with around her tomatoes.
"Have you lost a little weight? You really look," I paused for a second and added, "Nice."
She rose her head with a smile and said, "Thanks Dave for noticing. I've lost about ten pounds and hope to lose ten more." Then her attention went back to playing with her plants.
I stood up and walked over to her garden and laid some praise on her green thumb, while trying to look down her shirt at those tits that I've jerked off to more then once. This was a first for me. While I paraded around our yard in my underwear I had never ventured out of the yard just wearing them.
I was already in Jenny's garden before I realized that maybe I've taken wearing only my underwear a bit too far. I could sense Jenny's uneasiness and went from trying to get a quick view of her tits to squatting down and saying, "You're planting the potatoes to deep. Here let me show you." And I took her little hand shovel and began digging in the dirt. "You just want them a little ways under the dirt... then they'll grow faster."
I ended up planting most of them for her and she seemed to relax a bit and asked, "What about seeds? How far do I dig for them?" And I stood up and grabbed her hoe and started making a line to plant her cucumbers. I thought we were getting along really swell until I noticed that Jenny halfway turned her back towards me and I looked down and my dick was sticking out of my underwear. There was no doubt that she got to see it all.
"Oh... I'm sorry." And I stuck him back inside and said, "It's alright I put him away." Jenny let out a nervous giggle and kept working in the dirt.
It was quiet for a little bit and she finally asked, "It don't bother you at all that I saw your penis?" Penis? Man I haven't called my cock that since grade school sex ed classes. But I also have never let a minister's wife see it either.
"No it don't bother me at all, in fact, if I knew I wouldn't get arrested, I'd never wear anything at all." This conversation with Jenny was starting to get me hard and now I was getting a little uncomfortable. If I knew she wouldn't scream I'd probably start jacking off right there, but I thought better of it.
"Well, I better get back to my garden. I think you've got everything under control." And I headed back to my garden but I didn't stop. Instead I kept walking right into the garage and dropped my drawers and started playing with myself. I snuck over to the window and began jacking off as I watched Jenny still working in her garden. On her hands and knees she kept digging little holes and planting her veggies and with every movement I watched as her tits swayed from side to side. In no time at all I shot my load over the garage floor.
I put my underwear back on and went back out to the garden. Jenny smiled and said, "I thought you quit for awhile."
"No.. I just needed to get a drink. Now I'm refreshed and ready to get back to work." Though I didn't get too much done. I planted a little and starred a lot. But Jenny kept right on working like I wasn't even there. And as she kept planting more and more I went from watching her boobs jiggling back and forth to her ass starring at me. She would rearrange her knees and one hip would swing out and I thought how great it would be to fuck her just like that.
But then my thoughts changed to wondering if her and Mike ever fucked that way or were they strictly missionary style? Did the minister and his wife ever do anything wild and kinky? My daydreaming didn't warn me that Jenny was getting up and turning around. "Well that's enough for me." And I snapped back into reality as Jenny starred at me with my hand inside my shorts playing with myself. Then she said, "Mike will be home in a bit... I guess I should go make supper. Bye." As she talked I took my hand out of my shorts and tried to act like I had an itch and began itching my stomach. But as I watched her walk back towards her home, I looked at those white legs and that round bubble butt of hers, my hand quickly went back inside my draws.
I'm sure anyone who saw her wouldn't give her a second look, but there was something about her that just got me horny all the time. I went in the house and Beth had supper made and I told her that I got the radishes planted, as well as the peas, beans, and tomatoes. I didn't mention that Jenny was out there too.
That night I went to bed and closed my eyes and saw the startled look in Jenny's eyes as she saw my dick. And I got hot because she didn't run away, nor did she quit starring right away. For the next three days I hurried home for work and began trying to find the sexiest underwear I owned to work in the garden. But every time I went out, I was alone, Jenny was no where to be seen.
While I was depressed, I also knew that it would be a long summer and sooner or later I would get to drool over my fantasy woman. A couple of weeks past and I did my gardening by myself. It's amazing how beautiful my garden was turning out with no one to stare at!
But that changed on a hot Saturday morning. On the weekends I tried to get my outdoor work done before the sun got to hot. So I was outside by 8 o'clock. It was already 80 degrees when I got outside. I'd forgotten by Jenny it had been over a month since I seen her and thought that my accidental showing of my pecker chased her away. But then I looked up and there she was. A garden hose in her hand watering her plants.
She looked at me, smiled and said, "Good morning stranger." I'll say! Not only was it good to see her again but she had become even more liberal in her outdoor wear. She was wearing loose beige colored shorts and a red bikini top. It was the most skin I had ever seen from her. Every little roll of excess fat was right before my eyes and Jenny didn't seem to be embarrassed by it at all. Her skin was still a bright white, but my desire for her intensified seeing her in that outfit. The top looked like it was a couple sizes to small and the strings almost looked like they were cutting into her skin. And the cups on the bikini showed more of her tits then they covered.
My eyes got bigger and I said, "Good morning. You look comfortable. It's good to see someone else enjoying some sun worshipping." She let out a nervous giggle and went back to watering. I sat in the dirt with one leg crossed under me and the other stretched out. I began digging up some turnips and asked, "You've been getting anything yet from your garden?"
Jenny looked up and said, "Pulled the radishes last week and some carrots..." then she noticed the size of my turnips and said, "Wow those are big." And she shut off her water and walked over towards me. And once again, quite by accident, she lined herself up in position to see my dick. "Dave your penis..."
"Shit... sorry." And I moved my leg and rearranged my underwear and acted like nothing happened. "I've even picked some tomatoes." And Jenny turned her head to look at the tomato plants and I just stared at her body and my mind began wandering on how I would love to see her nude and just having my hands wandering over every inch of that body. And as I sat on the ground I could feel my cock getting hard and I moved around again so hopefully Jenny wouldn't notice.
We talked for a little bit more and she went back to her garden and started pulling weeds. First she faced me, with her legs spread wide she leaned down and started weeding. I swear that one strong wind gust and her tits would fly out of her tight bikini. Then she turned around and got in the same position, this time with her ass facing me. And as she leaned down, those loose shorts got tight and I had the best view of her butt ever. With her in this position I also got another unique view of her tits which were hanging down in front of her ass.
That was it! I had to get out of there! So I headed to the garage which was maybe ten feet from the garden. I always have the back door wide open when I'm working in the garden. I can just head through the door and get what tools I need and get back to work. When you enter the garage you enter my workshop. And it's also kind of my own playroom. Besides all my tools being in there, I also have an old TV, which at times I use to watch old porno tapes I have. And to watch these shows I have an old couch against one wall.
