The story involves Jerry Howard, a recently retired 62 year old widower with a lot of time on his hands. Jerry got recruited to keep an eye on his daughter's house while she went on vacation with her kids, mostly because she didn't want her ex-husband anywhere near the house. All it involved was feeding the family cats and - oh by the way the bathroom sink is dripping.
There was always an "oh by the way" when it came to his daughter but Jerry didn't mind and besides, it gave him a chance to get out of his apartment which had started to feel like a tomb.
Besides Jerry's daughter's house was much nicer, and the only thing that would have made it better was if she had a swimming pool like the neighbor's next door, so he decided to stay there for the week instead of driving back and forth to feed and water the cat.
Early in his stay Jerry discovered that there was a young lady next door, a cute plump redhead with freckles on her shoulders and around her nose which made her look like a chubby version of the girl on the Wendy's logo.
Jerry wasn't adverse to looking so this was an ideal opportunity to watch something more interesting than Judge Mathis, and while the young lady was not what one consider a raving beauty she was cute in her way and besides, Jerry never minded a lady with a few extra pounds on her, even if the neighbor girl's extra baggage was probably more like 30 or so pounds.
"More cushion for the pushin'," Jerry had mumbled to himself when he first saw the dripping young thing emerge from the water, and then tried to remember how long it had been since he had sex with anybody but himself.
Jerry didn't know that the young lady he was watching was also house sitting in a way, but she didn't have to be there. She could have gone on that cruise with her parents but she had experienced that once and it was boring enough for 5 days. This current cruise was twice as long and that meant twice as boring. Ten days with Mom and Dad would have been hell enough but the endless buffets were even worse so she stayed home.
What does an 18 year old soon-to-be college freshman do to pass the time, besides working her part-time job at the town library? Swim. Andrea Barney loved to swim and besides, there was no food out there to tempt her. Having lost almost 20 pounds over the last few months with more than that to go, Andrea was determined to enter college a slimmer and hopefully more desirable girl.
Andrea had no idea that there was somebody that found her attractive just as she was, but she would find out soon enough. If she had thought to look up at the window of the house next door and was able to see the old man with the binoculars she might have found out about her admirer even sooner.
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"That's it honey," Jerry said softly to himself and the young lady emerged from the pool, her still pale skin shimmering in the sunlight. "Such a cute little butterball you are."
Jerry had remained on watch as soon as he saw the girl emerge from her back door, towel in hand along with a bottle of suntan lotion, and he enjoyed watching the girl oil herself thoroughly before getting into the pool.
Now out of the water the girl went right into the shade to dry off, and Jerry enjoyed that as well.
"Redheads burn easy - or at least that's what I've heard," Jerry told the empty guest room as the young lady dried her curly locks, adding, "and you dear are a natural redhead. Sweet."
Jerry had assumed the girl was a authentic redhead because her locks looked too real to come out of a bottle, but seeing the burnt orange stubble that filled the large recesses of her armpits - stubble that was only five o'clock shadow the day before - confirmed it.
Now Jerry's eyes were drawn lower because something really caught his eye. The young woman's one piece bathing suit was decidedly modest, only providing a glimpse of what seemed to be a healthy cleavage between her round breasts, but now thanks to one of the leg openings curling back a little Jerry was getting a peek that made his day.
"Oh darling," Jerry sang when he saw the burnt orange hair pasted on the inside of her thigh, and although she must have felt the fabric had adjusted and reached down and fixed it, the look was enough for the ecstatic senior. "I love you darling."
Jerry was an old school kind of guy who found the twenty-first century trend of women shaving their pubic hair revolting, so seeing that his little object of attention was a furry thing made his day. The fact that she hadn't fully corrected the wardrobe problem as the day went on delighted him as well.
Even his own daughter shaved her pussy now, Jerry had just discovered, although he found out accidentally earlier when searching for the binoculars he was watching through.
There was this little envelope of photos hidden up on a bedroom closet shelf, and being nosy Jerry had to look. When he saw they were pictures of his daughter Nancy and her ex-husband naked and doing things to each other that married people do, Jerry put the photos back, but not before looking at them briefly.
He smiled at the ones that her goofy ex took of Nancy sucking his cock, and although Jerry was proud of the way the first picture showed his daughter looking up with her mouth down to his curls, he chuckled when the other picture showed Nancy holding her ex's saliva coated stiff dick and it turned to be a short fat stub of a cock.
There were pictures of Nancy - probably taken about five years ago - and they were very graphic and fairly well taken. They were clear enough so Jerry could see that Nancy's left breast was a bit larger than her right, although they were smaller than Jerry would have guessed, but the pictures of his daughter's smooth mound turned him off.
"Now on the other hand this is what a real woman should look like," Jerry sighed softly as he wiped his brow with the back of his hand before raising the binoculars back up to watch the girl resting in a lounge chair, and as the young lady brought her chubby yet curvy legs up on the cushion and parted those plump thighs his heart skipped a beat and his right hand went into overdrive.
The old-timer had been stroking his cock for quite a while, his manhood having forgotten it was over six decades old, and getting such an perfect view of the furry gal's treasures got even better as her feet stayed planted when her thighs opened.
If she was trying to excite Jerry she could not have done a better job because in no time Jerry was cumming, his long grizzled member spurting all over the hardwood floor while he almost doubled over from the force of his orgasm.
A degree of guilt swept over Jerry when after he milked the last of his sap out of his deflated cock and saw the mess he had made but that went away fast.
"You still got it kiddo," he told himself. "You can still get it up and you still cum like a freight train. You aren't done yet, although if I keep talking to myself they might put me away."
After mopping up the warm sticky seed he made a mental note to replace the bottle of hand lotion that he was using to jerk off with because at the rate he was going, that half empty bottle would be gone in no time.
"As for you my little butterball," Jerry said as he took another peek before going downstairs. "I think it's time we got better acquainted. Putting a name on my dumpling will make it even better. You look like a - a Wendy. Why not?"
***
Jerry waited until the girl next door came back outside before making his appearance by the fence, She was unaware of him at first which gave the senior a chance to get a nice look at her in the flesh instead of through a window or binoculars.
When Jerry finally cleared his throat to sort of announce his presence she was clearly startled and grabbed the towel to put it in front of her as he introduced himself.
"Oh," the girl said. "I saw a light on over there and so I thought maybe they were back from vacation or something. I'm Andrea Barney."
"Andrea," Jerry repeated, noting to himself that his guess wasn't even close, and when he reached his hand over the fence to offer a greeting she nervously shook his hand while fumbling with the towel. "It's my pleasure."
After clasping her pudgy paw he bowed a little and raised her hand and kissed the back of it, causing Andrea to giggle nervously. While playing the part of the elderly aristocrat his eyes went to the outline of her nipples through the damp bathing suit and then to the burnt orange peach fuzz under her arm.
Jerry's look apparently lasted too long because Andrea figured out what he was looking at and took her hand away and lowered her arm quickly, mumbling something about not expecting anybody around.
"You live here with your husband?" Jerry asked innocently, and after a moment of confusion Andrea laughed.
