"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"
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I suspect every neighborhood has one. You know, the woman who looks down her nose at all the neighbors. She has few friends and keeps to herself but makes no bones of the fact that she sees all her neighbors as beneath her.
Ours was Ms. Melonosky. But everyone called her Ms. Sourpuss behind her back. She had been married and her husband had left her or died or something. No one knew her well enough to be sure and she didn't share. She would sit on her front porch, drinking coffee or tea or whatever and watching people go by. With a disapproving look on her face. She dressed like she was afraid of the sun. Dresses that ended at the ankle, long sleeved blouses that buttoned to the neck and a sweater. No matter the warmth of the day she always wore a baggy sweater.
Like I said, she never interacted with the people in the neighborhood.
So I was surprised when she called me.
I was back from school for the summer break. The Institute of Technology and Science had been great but I was looking forward to having some time off. I'd done a lot of growing up that year at school.
I'd lost my virginity for one thing! That's a big step in every young man's life and it was certainly a game changer for me! I had changed from a somewhat pudgy, uncertain, shy boy to a much more confident young man. I'd lost a fair amount of weight. I was a slim, muscular 185 now. And I'd begun to realize that to some women I was attractive.
Anyway, I had done some yard work for her in the past. Nothing special but she had paid well and seemed happy with the work I had done. And now she wanted me to take care of what she called "the landscaping". It was just mowing the lawn and weeding the flower beds. Once in a while she had asked me to clean the leaves out of the small pool. But nothing too hard. Apparently the yard service she had hired had not done well.
Short story shorter, I said yes and showed up at her place the next day early in the morning.
She showed me around, pointed out what she wanted done and so on. She let slip at one point that the service folks had been "rude" and "slipshod". What ever that meant. I just made it a point to always call her Ms. Melonosky and to always make eye contact.
So I mowed the lawn and started to weed the front flower beds. She really did have some nice plants and all. She had been kind enough to point out the weeds from the plants which really helped. I didn't want to pull up anything that didn't need to be pulled. And I was no horticulturist!
I had noticed that she was peeking out the windows from time to time as I worked. I'm sure she was making sure that I was working and doing what she wanted. I had expected her to do that. So everything seemed to be going about as well as I could expect.
At some point, after the sun was fully up, I doffed my t-shirt, slathered on some sun screen and went back to work.
She started checking on me more frequently. A couple of times she came out to point out some nit-picky little detail that she wanted attended to.
I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box but it occurred to me that she was checking me out on these visits. She even touched me once, on the tricep, while directing me to some little thing. It was weird! She was close to twice my age - somewhere between forty and fifty.
It was true that she had pretty, long dark hair. And her eyes were really blue. But still!?
I was almost done when she came out again.
"Andy, could you please deal with the leaves in the pool before you go home?" she asked.
"Of course Ms. Melonosky." I replied. And a few minutes later I was skimming the pool. As I worked the patio door opened and Ms. Melonosky came out and started puttering around. She had changed. No longer in the dress that she had been wearing she was wrapped in a robe that reached to mid-thigh. She had on mules with a three inch heel. They made her legs look longer. Actually, as I kept glancing at her she was looking a lot better than I would have thought. The robe parted a couple of times allowing me to see her thighs which were looking good! She bent over a couple of times and her butt looked really good under that robe.
And the robe also let me note another aspect that had escaped my attention earlier. Ms. Melonosky had some large breasts. I mean, it wasn't like she was showing off her chest. It was just that with the robe tied off at the waist, it pulled in over her bosom and allowed me to get a better sense of the size of her boobs. Which were definitely on the larger size!
I'd seen lots of busty women at T.I.T.S. Ms. Melonosky would have fit right in toward the upper end of the spectrum. She glanced my way from time to time as she moved patio furniture here and there. She moved a chaise lounge into the direct sunlight. She laid out a towel and several pillows. She looked like she was getting ready to bask in the sun. Was I going to see her in a swimsuit? That would be really different. She was such a snobbish prude!
"Andy, you look like you're getting red. Would you like me to put on some more sun screen?"
I thought fast. This was completely out of the norm for her!
"Gee, Ms. Melonosky that would be great," I responded.
"Okay, turn around," she said as she walked toward me. "Let me get your shoulders and back first."
She squirted a handful of cream from the bottle and started to smooth it over my shoulders. She tucked the bottle into her robe and used both hands. She went lower and then back to my shoulders. Getting more cream she spread it onto my lower back. Her touch was gentle, caressing! It felt really good as she worked.
She moved around to face me while putting more cream on her hands.
Her tongue peeked out between her lips as she spread the lotion over my shoulders and upper chest. She began spreading it lower and lower. She licked her lips a couple of times as she worked. And she glanced into my eyes as she went.
"I must say, you are in great condition, Andy!" Did she purr when she said that? She did! She purred! Her fingers were stroking across my abs while she purred about how toned and buff I was! This was Ms. Melonosky?
The lower she went the better I felt. And I have to admit that it was getting a reaction from me. I was growing a chubby under her ministrations. And she seemed to notice! I saw her tongue flash out to wet her lips while she was looking at the results her massaging was having on me.
"Let me get your legs, too, Andy." She knelt in front of me before I could respond. Looking down at her I saw that her robe had sagged open. I could see her cleavage between her breasts. And it was much more impressive than I would have imagined. If I had ever imagined it before. Which I had not!
But there were two large hemispheres on display between the halves of her robe! As I watched she swept her hair behind her, allowing me an even better view! Did she do that on purpose? Nah...
