She lived next door. I had caught her a couple of times in her back yard watering her garden while I washed the breakfast dishes in my kitchen. On this particular morning I had just finished night shift and my wife had left for work.
I guess my neighbour was in her early 60s and preferred to water her plants in the cool of the morning. She must have started the chore pretty much as soon as she was out of bed, judging by the way she had thrown her gown on. I was stunned to see her wandering around with her garden hose, oblivious to me lustily gazing her through my kitchen window. Her gown hung open, revealing her massive breasts which swung pendulously as she tendered her plants. Under her gown she wore a pair of massively sized Nanna knickers which came up to cover her midriff.
I remember standing at the window transfixed by her glorious tits and feeling my cock start to grow. She was so engrossed in her watering that she had no idea I was watching as she stood not three metres from my window, with her beautiful blue veined breasts sagging outside her loosely draped gown.
She casually looked around the yard, before lifting her eyes to me to see that I was thirstily ravaging her breasts with my eyes. Embarrassed, she quickly covered herself before giving me a wave and sheepish smile and then continued with her task. I thought this too good an opportunity to waste and quickly went out the back door to chat.
She was a widow who had lived alone for more than fifteen years. Her only son left the family home some years earlier and I knew from living next door for the last twenty years that she rarely had visitors. We made small talk about the neighbourhood and the weather, all the while she nervously checked that her gown was covering her, as her nipples jutted through the fabric of her gown in the cool morning breeze. She apologised for being so careless as to "parade" around in such a state and told me I must have been embarrassed to see her that way. "Quite the contrary," I told her; "I was actually enjoying the way you look." She blushed and gently scolded me for be patronising. Again I reaffirmed how beautiful she looked with her gown agape in the gentle early morning light. "But you would have seen my sad old sagging body," she quietly added.
"There's nothing sad about your body," I encouraged. "Most women would be pleased to have a body like yours."
"Even my droopy boobs?" she queried.
"Especially your boobs," I responded, feeling the engorged member throb achingly.
"But they're wrinkled and sagging; I wish I could afford a boob job to help them sit higher."
"You know there are creams you can apply to minimise wrinkles and firm your skin anywhere on your body, "I added hopefully.
"Yes, I know that," she responded." But I didn't think I could use it anywhere but my face."
"Of course you can," I encouraged. "Give it a try and let me be the judge." My cock was nearly bursting through my pants as I considered the possibilities.
She blushed again and thought briefly to consider my proposal. "Alright," she decided," I'll give it a try."
The following week I returned to day shifts and often thought about my neighbour and dismissed our discussion; thinking that she would probably either forget about our arrangement or lose the courage to follow through. I counted the days until I returned to nightshift and again had the opportunity to view my neighbour through my kitchen window.
When I returned home following my first nightshift, I kissed my wife goodbye as she left for work and waited eagerly at my kitchen window. I waited for twenty minutes and was about to give up to go to bed and stroke my cock before drifting off to sleep. Then she wandered around the side of her house and looked up into my kitchen window. My cock sprung to life as she caught my attention by gently opening her gown and setting her marvellous breasts free. She cautiously gazed around her yard before motioning for me to come to the backyard. I felt a lump in my throat that matched the lump in my pants as I rushed to the back door. As I sidled up to the picket fence between our properties she stated, "I followed your instructions and wanted to get your opinion on any noticeable improvement." With that she released her loosely tied gown and thrust her pendulous tits toward me. "Well," she said, "what do you think?"
"Um, they're beautiful," I blurted as I greedily devoured her body with my eyes.
"Yes; but can you see any improvement?" she said as she lifted one breast after the other, studying each with a curious smile. My cock was leaping from my pants.
