I can't believe how hot the neighbors' son looks. Running my fingers over my nipples and squeezing them through my tee shirt, I gaze at their car as they back out of the driveway.
Kevin has sparked my imagination many times. A smart, good looking kid... what I wouldn't give to teach that boy the ways of the fuck.
I've never acted on my lustful thoughts. His parents have been so nice to me since I moved in 5 years ago after my divorce, I can't imagine how they would react if they knew I wanted to deflower their boy.
My God!, I have to snap out of this! He can't be more than 18. He's still in high school. And his parents have taken him off to visit a college, so I guess I'll just have to fantasize. But his brother, 20 year old Charlie is home...now that young man is a possibility.
I start raking leaves again, daydreaming about the possibilities, when I glance up at the sound of a male voice.
"Hi Mrs. C, how ya doin'?"
"Charlie...Hi." I almost stammer.
Maybe he can read my mind. "It's nice to see you. How's school?"
"School's great," he replies as he jumps the low fence. "I miss home more than I thought I would, though." I miss watching you."
"Oh, really?"
I'm surprised to hear that he watches me.
"Well, feel free to stop and stare anytime, " I laugh as I brush my damp hair out of my face.
I wave as I head back to the garage to put away the rake. "I should have some fun with him, I think to myself."
I have to fight with the rake to get it back into its rack. Just as I get it into place, strong hands reach from behind me to grab my full tits and squeeze. I yelp as I jump back.
"Oh, yeah, Mrs. C..., I've always wanted to feel your big tits in my hands," Charlie speaks into my neck, as he caresses my breasts. "I want to fuck you,Mrs. C. Do you mind?" he asks as he presses his crotch against me.
Surprised, but delighted, I play along. "No, darlin', I don't mind. I want to fuck you too." I turn around, and grab Charlie's crotch, rubbing my hand against his jeans, feeling him swell.
"Close the door, and fuck me."
Charlie pulls the overhead door down quickly and looks around the interior. He locks the inside bolt, and turns back to me. "We don't want any surprises," he grins.
A tall blond Adonis in tight jeans, Charlie towers over me. I've always kept myself in good shape, and I'm an attractive woman at 45 by anyone's standard. As Charlie stands there grinning at me, I brazenly peel off my tee shirt, and unfasten my bra, dropping both to the floor. He lets out an appreciative whistle as my full firm breasts bounce free.
Sauntering over, he covers my right tit with his warm hand and squeezes gently.
"I like this," he drawls as he bends down to swallow my other nipple in his hot wet mouth.