After Sylvie and Randy leave for the day, Aunt Mallory stands in front of the kitchen sink with her ombre hair tied in a simple bun, humming her favourite tunes. She is wearing her favourite silk-like blue kimono robe with printed flowers wide open and the belt dangling at the sides. Patches of soap bubbles dot her creamy white breasts, which jiggle gently as she cleans the plates. The blackness of her pubic hairs are visible beneath her little, white, frilly lace bottoms, while some of her stray hairs play peek-a-boo around the borders.
As Mallory hangs the damp dish towel on the fridge handle, she wonders what she should do on her day off. Shopping comes to mind, but with temperatures soaring into the upper 20s on the Celsius scale, she dismisses that ideal. Putting on more make-up and getting dressed doesn't seem that appealing. She would much rather hang around the house naked.
Mallory stares out the kitchen window at her lounge chair in the backyard and considers working on her tan. Minutes later, she steps out the back door carrying a paperback book, her cell, a towel, sunscreen, and a water bottle. She removes her robe and lets it fall to the deck boards before laying the towel on her chair and lying down, relaxing on her stomach.
A couple chapters into her book she looks up to see Ray, her handsome new neighbour, walking around the back of his home, dressed in a cream colored t-shirt, green camouflage khaki cargo shorts, and black runners caring for his plants while his golden retriever plays blissfully in the backyard.
Mallory's feminine wilds stir as she observes the tall, slim fella. She grabs her little vibrator, which she also brought out, lubricates it and discreetly pulls her frilly panties aside then tucks the bright red sex toy under her before Ray could notice. Mallory lets it vibrate against her clit and womanly folds. She leaves it on a low setting to get used to the sensation and goes back reading her book. Several pages later Mallory discreetly slips the toy inside her in one swift gesture.
Mallory closes her eyes, concentrating on the pulsations she's feeling from within her vagina. She can feel herself getting wetter and more aroused. She leaves it in and continues reading while looking up occasionally, watching Ray go about his gardening.
The 37-year-old wanted to be the first to enjoy her neighbour's family jewels, but Sylvie, her niece, had already beaten her by giving him a blow job he wouldn't soon forget. What she told her aunt about the man's orifice made her want to see him even more.
Still with her vibrator inside, Mallory props her head up on her hand and cheerfully speaks so he hears her from a distance. "Hey, you're sure a busy man over there with those flowers."
With his hand over his eyes to shield them from the glaring sun; Ray sees the silhouette of a radiant goddess lying on a chair, her roundish posterior worshipping the sky.
"What can I say, gardening is a never-ending hobby." Ray answers with a chuckle.
"That's a nice looking puppy you have, what's his name and how old is he?"
"He's a she and she's about a year old. Her name is Bailey." Ray meanders towards the fence as they converse. Mallory's voice is soft, calm, and fluid to the middle-aged man's ears, and he feels her words flow effortlessly to him like a song.
Ray piques Mallory's curiosity and she decides it's time to get better acquainted with her handsome neighbour. Mel gets up from her chair, walks down the steps of her deck and wanders over to him, wearing just her panties.
"By the way, I'm Mallory." She introduces herself and they shake hands over the fence. Mallory finds his short salt-and-pepper hair, dimples, and smile attractive and wonders what the rest of him looks like.
Mallory's bare breasts poke through the rectangular spaces as she leans against the chain-link fence. She notices Ray's shorts protruding outwards like a tent. It's obvious he finds her state of undress arousing, to say the least.
"You know it's hard having a conversation when you're standing there like that." Ray admits and laughs.
"Is it a problem?" Mallory asks with a saucy wink and a wide grin. She points to her knickers. "I can take these off too, if you'd like?"
"Oh believe me, I'm not having a problem with it. It's a good thing there are no other houses around." Ray giggles as he answers back. "Did you always talk to your old neighbors like this?"
"Oh hell, no... they would've called the police."
"Well, believe me, I won't be calling them." Ray assures Mallory.
"Take your pants off Ray, your little guy looks like he wants out."
Ray, unable to believe what he is hearing, questions. "Really, You want me to take them off?!?"
"Sure... why not?" Mallory nods and gestures encouragingly. "Let him out, let him feel the breeze and the warm sun."
Ray senses Mallory is dead serious and he hesitantly loosens his black web belt and unzips.
Mallory becomes increasingly turned on with her vibrator still buzzing inside her as she watches him push his shorts to the ground, followed by his underwear.
Mallory takes a step back, removes her undergarment, and playfully tosses it over the fence onto the uncut grass. "Here, you can have these."
Ray picks them up and holds them to his nostrils, smelling Mallory's dampness on them. He grins as if it were a wonderful perfume.
"Doesn't that breeze feel good around your crotch?" Mallory asks, then tells him to remove his t-shirt as she leans forward against the fence again with her vibrator now clearly visible. "I love how my body feels, especially when a light breeze blows between my legs. There's something so liberating about being naked outside. I'd like to come out here like this more often if you don't mind."
"Oh, believe me, I don't have a problem with it," He says as he pulls his t-shirt over his head and leans up against the fence, his cock sticking through.
He makes Mallory laugh with his smart ass jokes and charisma like no other man can, and she can't help but yearn for him. He is knowledgeable, compassionate, and delightful and listens to her with honest concern and respect. She senses an affection in his gaze. The two of them continue chatting; Mallory, feeling a bit heated, rubs her arm and sensually touches her breasts.
She squats down, takes his manhood between her hands, and swallows him whole through the wire fence. Ray welcomes her touches and doesn't say anything or wince, only smiles.
"You know what I've always wanted to grow, sunflowers," She says after getting him hot and bothered. Mallory stands up and raises her hand, imitating a sunflower turning. "They are so bright and cheerful. I love how they follow the sun."
"Well, sunflowers are pretty easy to grow. They need a lot of sun, water, space, and a little fertilizer." Ray educates her.
Mallory steps back and candidly pulls out her vibrator as Ray looks on, turns it off, and keeps it in her palm while they continue to talk.
Ray strives to remember the image he had just witnessed of her, hoping to have sweet dreams about what she did while he drifts off in bed tonight.
