The neighbor that she had teased so expertly, rang her bell.
She counted to ten before answering to calm herself. Seeing him masturbate along with her as he stood outside under the tree had turned her on more than she had thought possible. It had been a secret attraction for them both since she arrived to stay with her Sister. They exchanged pleasantries day to day as they came and went, each eyeing the other with barely concealed interest. A smile or a wave in passing was all the otheres had noticed. But she had caught him setting alone in the evenings and watching her move before that upstairs window. It was the exhibitionist in her nature that had brought him so far off his dark porch. She stared in his deep hazel eyes through the glass door. she hadn't been so close to him, that she could know the color..and smell his cologne. That smell mixed with his heated pasion, was an asailant to her senses.
She opened the door and imediately he allowed her to taste his minty flavored kisses. His lips lingered upon hers for a brief time, and they tumbled inside. His breathing as hard as hers, they fumbled with buttons and zippers. He pulled her blouse over her head and then his own clothes were divested and left lying on her sisters front room floor. Without asking for directions he led her upstairs to the bedroom where she had been posed in front of the window. He slid her upon himself as they lay down. His manhood pressed through her wetness and settled within her.
He realized that she had the biggest doe eyes that he had ever seen on a woman.
In those eyes he and she became passion bound. He allowed her to seek her satisfaction and smiled up at her as she wiggled and gasped in the throes of orgasmic bliss. When he felt her body again relax aroung his member, he held her and in a near single effort had her laying on her back with him still nestled inside her wetness. Many hours later, when Sister arived home the couple had dressed and acted as if nothing had happened. He greeted the Sister from his usuall position on his porch, and she was in the bath merrily singing a happy contented song to herself. |