Nancy has been our neighbor for over 15 years. She is in her early sixties and is quite an attractive lady. She is very pleasant and always accommodating, although her husband is a college professor who is almost a recluse. The only thing that is certain about him is that he leaves the house at 7 am promptly every weekday, otherwise he is a cipher.
One day while I was drinking coffee and reading the paper I looked out of the window across the wall separating our home from Nancy's. She was standing as she often is at her kitchen window. This morning she waved at me and made motions that she wanted to talk to me. I accross to greet her and asked her what she wanted. She answered me that she had to replace some bulbs in the ceiling light fixture of their den and did we have a small stepladder that she might borrow. I told her that we had one but it was somewhat unsteady. I offered my help while she replaced the bulbs or better yet that I could do that for her. She thanked me but said that she wanted to do it herself but would appreciate any help. I fetched the ladder and carried it to her home. There she placed it under the fixture and mounted it so that she could reach the fixture. The ladder was a little shaky so I held it in place while she climbed up. All went well until she over-reached and stepped off the highest rung. Luckily she was facing out, towards me and as she fell in this position I was able to catch her by her armpits and cushion the impact of the fall.
For a moment I thought she had passed out and I asked her if she was alright. She opened her eyes and said "I'm fine , thank you." Because of the way she fell and how I caught her we stood face to face, with my arms embracing her. We were so close in fact that almost every part of our bodies were in intimate contact.
I don't know why or even understand how it happened, but when she told me that she was unhurt I kissed her gently on her cheek. At that her eyes opened wide, and at that moment I remember thinking what a jerk I must be. I braced myself for the verbal rebuke and perhaps even some physical reaction that was sure to follow, but nothing at all like this happened. Instead she smiled and returned my kiss. She didn't kiss my cheek in return but launched a full blown passionate response as her lips and tongue attacked my own. I was astonished because consciously at least I had not looked for or anticipated this response. In the past we saw each other from our respective kitchen windows from which we waved, or on the street where we passed a few moments of polite but certainly not at all intimate conversation. Almost immediately I reacted strongly and almost immediately had an erection of which she couldn't have been unaware because of our close proximity.
Neither one of us spoke because we were so busy kissing each other. After a fer seconds of intimate kissing I felt her hand move across my front and stop at my groin. There she fondled and caressed my erect Penis. This excited me so much I had to gently remove her hand and told her that I was close to coming. She stopped kissing me long enough to tell me to come with her.