I heard the bell ring and opened the front door. It was my next door neighbor. I watched her all summer long as she sunbathed in her backyard. She usually wore an orange string bikini; the top of which barely contained her naturally overflowing breasts. Before lying down, she would rub tanning oil onto her long legs, flat firm stomach and tight ass.
"My phone isn't working," she said, "Can I use yours?"
"Of course," I told her, "Come on in."
I walked over to my phone and picked it up. I could hear the dial tone in my ear.
"My phone isn't working either," I told her as I hung up the phone.
"Darn it," she said.
"While you're here, can I get you a cold drink?" I asked her, "You look like you could really use it."
"Yes," she said, "I just got done working out and my. . . Ouch!~ I hurt my shoulder."
"I can rub it for you," I told her as I brought over a glass of water, "Have a seat over here."
She laid down her sports towel and house keys on the kitchen counter, and sat down. I stood behind her and began to massage her shoulders. I could feel her start to relax. She was wearing a short skirt and a white t-shirt with a plunging neckline. I leaned forward slightly. From my position above her, I could see straight down the front of her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra and her double-D breasts were tan from the long summer of sunbathing. I moved my hands forward and slowly lifted the front of her shirt away from her skin with my fingertips. I could see her large nipples and the tan lines that ran along the sides of them. My cock started to get hard; it strained against the inside of my shorts.
Suddenly, she looked up at me. I tore my eyes off of her beautiful breasts. Stopping the fantasy that was playing in my head, I looked straight ahead. "How does that feel?" I asked her.
"That feels good," she said as she lowered her head.
I kept rubbing her soft skin. Slowly, I moved my hands down the front of her shirt. "I think that's enough," she said as she leaned forward to get up out of the chair.
I quickly moved my hands back up to her shoulders and gently pushed her down into the chair. "No," I said, "Your shoulders are still so tense. I almost have it worked out. You'll feel so much better once I'm done."
"Okay," she said hesitantly.
After several moments, she began to relax. I leaned forward again to admire the magnificent view.
"Let me put this fan on," I told her, "It's starting to get warm in here."
I switched on a small countertop fan that was next to us. The cool breeze felt good. I looked down and could see her nipples jutting out through her shirt. They were so big. Out of all of the times I watched her sunbathe in her backyard, I was never able to catch a glimpse of them -- until now.
She tried to pull the shirt away from her skin, but the material was so tight it clung to her. She started to shift positions in her chair and casually cover herself up with her arms. Each time, I gently pushed them down to her side. My cock was rock hard now and was throbbing as I stood there enjoying the unobstructed view.
"I have to go," she said as she leaned forward to grab her keys off of the table. Without thinking, I grabbed her sports towel off of the kitchen counter. I quickly tied one end of it around her wrist and pulled it behind the back of the chair. Before she even realized what was happening, I brought her other wrist back and tied it to the other end of the towel.
"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed.
