She stood there in her living room, at the New Year's Eve party they were throwing, in that dress. A red dress with a glittery effect that matched her eyes. Her long brown hair flowing past her shoulders in waves - stunning.
Since the day they moved across the road from me, she'd been at the forefront of my wishes and desires. He (I'll call him Mick) was a six foot slim built decent bloke, he worked away over three or four days occasionally as an engineer, so sometimes I felt safe from being spotted by two pairs of eyes, I'd take my chances with one pair.
We didn't really overlook their garden, but from my bedroom, on my chair, I could see the route they'd take to get there. It was a secluded pathway for no more than 10 yards, and it was their "giggle" area, the area they'd fool around and be silly until they got to their back garden where the whole neighborhood would be able to see them.
Her name shall be Julie (not her real name).
She stood there 38. Years old, full figured, but not overweight in medium heels (red) tanned tights or stockings (I had my suspicions whether they were stockings or not) welcoming the neighbors to their gathering .
After my parents were welcomed, it was my turn - she kissed me! Not on the cheek, but the lips, I was 14 years old and smitten, Julie, would be the object of my ever growing interest and dreams. Her C cup size tits were perfect, her legs that flowed all the way to that arse was perfect, that backless dress that showed her slim back, snaking up to those shoulders, that smooth neck, perfect face and conservative makeup - she was beautiful, all 5ft 6' of her.
Roll on Four blissful masturbation filled years later, I was just approaching my 19th birthday. It was June. Life changed.
I wasn't a musclebound man scaling 6ft with a 48inch chest a 9inch cock and model looks, I was a near 19year old fresh faced 5ft 8' lad with regular looks normal sized penis and size 11 feet, I was so naive for an 18 year old boy. This is a true story, the names have been changed because I still occasionally spend time with her intimately 20years later.
Girls had been an inigma to me, scary things that I'm sure would always say no and make me feel small. They scared the living crap out of me. Sure I'd fumbled around, had a prod and a poke, but never even seen a pair of tits in real life - the readers wives section of the 2nd hand porn mags my friends passed around was it.
I could never speak to them without stuttering or fucking it up, there was one exception - Julie. Whenever I met her in the street, answered the phone, it was as natural as it could have been. She was/is perfect.
As I walked into my bedroom one Friday afternoon, I casually glanced through the window, I saw Mick carrying a large box in from his van, I was intrigued. Time break out the binoculars, jump on the chair and see what was going on. A cheap pool, a fabric and pole designed pool.! Awesome!!
Maybe, just maybe I might get to see Julie in a wet bikini as opposed to her normal summer outfit of small shorts and bikini tops/Tshirts. I never understood why, she was perfect, why didn't she show it off and get a great tan.
For the rest of the day I watched as Mick battled with the pool, at the end of the walkway, at the start of their medium sized garden. Throughout this Friday of pool building, Julie bought him countless cups of tea, occasionally patted him on the bum, joked and smiled.
About 8pm, the pool was finished and was being filled from the outside tap, and I wondered what visual delights the next day would bring.
Saturday morning at 8:30, I hear two loud bangs, as Mick slams the rear doors of his van, he didn't look pleased. Called away, not too far away, but far enough to have to stay in a hotel, I know this because his voice was letting the world know of his displeasure. I craned through the net curtains and watched gorgeous Julie, she was barefoot, had a pair of tight fitting jeans and a white Teeshirt on, probably no bra, but I couldn't be certain and her hair was bunched up at the back, see him off with just a short peck on the cheek - interesting? And a wave. She stood at the gate and watched mick and the van travel up the road, her head turned slowly back around, and stopped! She seemed to look for an eternity through the net curtains directly at me, paused then slowly walked into the house. Oh Shit! Busted!!
I peeled myself away from the nets and sat on the bed, fuck fuck fuck I thought!
I felt a wave of embarrassment and humiliation, what will I say or do when we meet again?
Sod it, time to go to a friends house, I grabbed my wallet and keys and walked out the front door. This time, as I turned from shutting the gate, I noticed movement in Julie's first floor window, the net curtains twitched - was I being spied on? Wow, this is weird!
I carried on, my thoughts are filled with the dream of Julie wanting me, shagging me and doing what the hell she liked really. I spent the day with friends, being stupid, having sneaky looks at girls and general doing lad stuff. When I looked at my watch it was 8:45, shit, better get home, my parents would be thinking the worst could have happened. As I turned on to the street it was 9pm, and just dark, I noticed that Micks van was still not there, I opened the gate, turned to close it and saw nothing but a small glow of light from maybe a lamp upstairs at Julie's house.
I said hi to my folks, and said I'm going to have an early night, then made my way upstairs.
I had a sly look at Julie's room once my light was off, and my room was in pitch darkness. Nothing - but I could hear quiet music. It had to be in the garden! The pool!!
I craned my neck and grabbed the binoculars, there in all her bikini top (all I could see) was Julie- partly obscured by her house but it was definitely her. She lay there, doing nothing, relaxing. Bingo.
For 45min I perched on the seat desperate to catch a glimpse of flesh, my patience was awarded when finally when the chill of the air got to Julie, she stood up. Her glistening body was to me perfection, not slim but not overweight, her bikini wasn't particularly flattering, but it was Devine to my 18 year old hormone overloaded brain.
I couldn't see the moment she got out of the pool, but I did see her with her towel, wrapped around her shoulders, heading for the house along the pathway. Then my life changed. When she got to the pathway which only I could see, she stopped, not for me but it gave me the best view of anything I've ever seen. She stood in the dimly lighted pathway and started to dry herself, it was halfway through this that without warning, she looped the neck strap over her head and wriggled the top down to her waist. My first and most memorable pair of tits were there for me to savour. Her nipples were erect I could see the goosebumps on her tits, time stood still. She then began to dry her tits carefully and thoroughly, my dreams came true.
That was it, out came my cock on went my hand and pumping commenced. Wow.
During this frantic wanking I never took the binoculars away from her body, it was Devine. She dried her abdomen and back with sensual strokes of the towel, she actually seemed to enjoy the cold air on her skin. So much so that Julie's next move was to grip the waistband and the bikini top and wiggle her bottom and let the bikini drop to the floor. My first female pussy was on show. Due to the dim light, I couldn't see it perfectly, but boy I knew it was there. I was so intent on wanking at the sight of Julie's nakedness, I gripped my cock hard and pumped my cock to its natural ending, sending spurts of cum onto the net curtains and floor,. I stood on that seat having spent my seed, panting at the sight that was still there. I decided to watch the rest of the show, and what a show. Sensual dabbing of her towel, down her legs, pointing her toes and stretching, I was in heaven. As she finished drying, I concentrated my view on her face, her beautiful face. As I did this, her head raised, looking me straight back through the binoculars. I froze. Coincidence or did she know I was there? The answer came immediately - Julie smiled, then poked her tongue out at me!! Shit! Caught twice!!
What do I do? For some inexplicable reason, I decided to continue to watch, captivated by her beauty and raw sexual appeal. Julie then did something I shall never forget, she raised a finger, put in her mouth, slowly withdrew it drawing her tongue along it then beckoned me with it.
Oh my god!