"Sure Mrs. Barclay, when do you want me to come over?" Paul asked his neighbor over the telephone.
"Some time in the next fifteen minutes or so? We just want to move some things around before my sister comes to stay and I can't manage on my own"
"Sure I'll pop round in a bit"
"Are you sure you wanna waste your weekend keeping me company?"
"All I had planned was the gym so you're not interrupting anything exciting and I'd love to give you a hand" Paul was keen to help out his neighbors especially as he was the new addition to the neighborhood.
'Thanks Paul. I would ask my husband but he's not around at the moment. He's at the golf course – surprise, surprise" Mrs. Barclay's voice was low, husky and seductive.
Paul was 24 and had only moved into the neighborhood two weeks ago with his girlfriend Donna. He was helpful, friendly and simply gorgeous. Mrs. Barclay had been observing him from her upstairs window as he sunbathed shirtless for most of the morning (until her call interrupted him). He had unknowingly provided her with hours of 'entertainment' already and his body was the talk of the neighborhood. His brawny arms and shoulders were almost sculpted to perfection and were only improved by the size and definition of his smooth pecs. Kimberley hadn't been able to do any housework all morning due to being so 'distracted'.
"Alright then - I'll come over as soon as I can, I just need to grab a shirt" Paul added.
"Are you sure it's ok Paul?"
"Mrs. Barclay listen it's no problem! Honestly! Besides, what are neighbors for?"
Ten minutes later, after changing and freshening up, Paul crossed the street, knocked on Mrs. Barclay's door and waited for it to open. When it did, a smile broke out across Paul's handsome face – he hadn't realised he was living in the same neighborhood as a real life MILF!
Mrs. Barclay's legs didn't seem to end; they just kept on going, and by the time Paul's eyes reached the top of her thighs he was only disappointed that her shorts weren't shorter. She held a motorized fan in one hand and gently blew her long hair away from her face to cool down. As her hair blew away, Paul's attention focused on her awesome breasts - they looked as good as his girlfriend's - possibly silicone considering she was in her forties - but he wasn't complaining.
"Hey Paul, thanks for coming over at such short notice. It's nice to officially meet you being the new neighbor and all!" Kimberley switched the fan off and Paul watched her blonde hair fall back down onto her shoulders.
"Nice to see you too Mrs. Barclay and say no more about this please, I am happy to help you out. I'll use it as a workout instead of going to the gym! So when do I get started?" Paul rubbed his hands together all ready for action!
"I didn't realize you were so keen Paul. Come on in!" Kimberley was more than ready to give Paul the workout he apparently needed.
As Paul walked by, Kimberley took it all in! She had seen Paul from a distance, but hadn't realised just how buff he was close up. He had an angular jaw and deep brown eyes and his cropped hair maintained his rugged looks. His arms rippled underneath the thin cotton of his white T-shirt and his narrow waist only emphasized his thick neck and pecs.
"How are you Paul? I see that you have been enjoying the sun"
"Yeah, it's fantastic out there. When you rang I was just sunbathing"
"Yes I know..." Kimberley stopped herself quickly, trying not to let on, "Oh right, I see. Is that why you needed the shirt?"
"Yeah but it's so hot I could walk around the house without it but Donna doesn't like it much"
"Really? I doubt I would be complaining Paul!" Kimberley looked at him seductively and watched Paul blush quietly. "Would you like something to drink before we get started?"
"Actually I don't mind getting down to it now and then we can relax after?"
Kimberley was impressed with both his manly physique and eagerness.
"Paul you are too kind. I hope you are always this keen with every job you are given!" Kimberley winked at Paul and patted his muscular shoulder approvingly.
"Well, those boxes need to be taken upstairs into the study which is over to the right and I can grab those ones and take them to my bedroom. Is that ok?"
"Sure thing Mrs. Barclay"
Paul sprang into action and bent over to grab the box - inadvertently presenting his cute butt to his already horny neighbor. So far Mrs. Barclay's plan was working very well indeed. She had got Paul into the house and now headed upstairs. She continued to watch as Paul jogged up the stairs towards the study – his calves flexing tightly as he led the way.
"I'm right behind you Paul" Kimberley wouldn't have been anywhere else!
Paul found the study over in the far corner of the house and put the box on the desk. On the wall there was a picture of Mrs. Barclay wearing a silver swimsuit and posing on a beach. Her husband clearly adored her and the picture did her - and her assets – total justice.
"Wow!" Paul rested his hands on his hips while he 'studied' the picture in more detail and just as he was letting his mind wander, his concentration was interrupted.
"Paul? Could you help me out please?" Mrs. Barclay called out, "I'm in my bedroom, it's just down the hall. I need your help honey!"
Paul turned around and marched his muscular frame back along the landing.
"Mrs. Barclay, where are you?" Paul looked around but couldn't see her in any of the rooms.
"Right in here Paul". Paul followed her voice and entered the room behind him.
