Good Christian Boy?...[open for one female]

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Good Christian Boy?

IC: James was up in his room staring out his window. He did that alot this time of night. Being 20, and virgin, and supposedly proud of it, he felt guilty about it, but he couldnt help himself. Everynight at midnight the incredibly beautiful divorcee next door went skinnydipping in her pool. Really he knew he was just torturing himself. Nothing would ever happen. But still, the thrill of watching her was too much. Besides, she hadn't caught him yet that he knew of, and just cause he was a virgin didn't mean he never fantasized. He learned after several sleepless, painful, tortorous nights that even if wrong, masturbation was necessary. He could never see much, her body was underwater most of the time, but tonight she did something amazingly different. Instead of watching her glistening ass walk back inside, it walked over to a reclining patio chair. As soon as he relized what was happening he shot his stuff onto the window. He needed to clean that up, but all he could do was stare as she began to please herself!

OOC: Need a female to play a seductress in her early to mid-thirties.You can develop her backstory. James is young and athletic, but timid and afraid to do anything "sinful". PM me if interested
 
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Angela looked out the window of her house at her neighbor’s house. “That little perv was there again.” She said to herself. Ever midnight she liked to swim nude. The mixture of cool air on her wet naked skin made her feel alive. But she had caught her neighbor’s son watching her so she had to cut the time she spent in the water.

She had thought about the cops, but decided they would ask too many question. Like why was she skinny dipping? And she didn’t want to get his dad looking to. What to do?

She smiled as it hit her. “Well the little perv likes to watch. Let me give him something to watch.” She walked out to the pool slowly and dove in. She swam around a bit then slowly climbed out. Instead of hurrying back into the house she walked to one of her patio chairs. She spread her legs apart letting him see her little love patch. Then she put her middle finger in her mouth and sucked it. She laid her head back and slowly rubbed her clit and around her pussy lips.

“This ought to teach him.”

Angela Wester
-Age: 34
-Height: 5”10”
Physical Characteristics: She has wavy black hair that hangs between her shoulders. Her skin has a medium tan to it, with no tan lines and is smooth and soft not even one sign of wrinkles yet, thank you! She has freckles a crossed her shoulders and some scattered over the rest of her body. She has a love triangle on the hair down below. Her eyes are bright green. She has beautiful full lips. She has a cute ass and medium B size breast. She has a small tribal tattoo a crossed her lower back and a tummy ring. She is slender and athletic.

Her husband had left her for a younger women. Her! She was a model when she meet him, but after the marriage he wanted her to not travel as much. So she got a job doing ad work. Then after she turned 30 his eyes started to wonder. And then one day, snap, he’s gone with his play thing. Now she’s alone and in need for some loven.
 
James could not believe what he was seeing! He knew he shouldn't watch. But he couldn't stop staring. Then he was sure she made eye contact with him. He quickly ducked behind the window and layed there for a few minutes. All he could think about was how great her wet body looked, how great her erect nipples looked on her perfect breasts, and how great that triangle of hair that she was playing with looked. The man downstairs was crying for attention again.

After a couple more seconds he peeked over the window and saw that she was really getting into it. He really hoped she hadn't seen him. He could get in BIG trouble, but he couldn't help looking some more. So instead of standing at the window as usual, he sat barely peeking above the sill, stroking himself again as he watched her work herself into a frenzy.
 
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Angela looked up at him and licked her lips. But he didn’t see the that. Because as soon as he saw her looking at him he ducked down. “Good, that did it.” She thought. She smiled and started to stop but damn that was feeling good. After her husband left she had started pleasing herself more. It had been way to long scene her last hard sex romp.

She closed her eyes until they where slits staring at his room. She rubbed around her pussy hole then pushed a finger slowly inside. She gasped and her back arched. She rubbed that finger inside her wet pussy then slipped another in. She licked her lips and moaned. Her other hand went to her breast. She started to play with them and squeeze her nipples. “Mmmm, this is good!”
 
James cam again just a few moments after she started tugging her nipples. He was exhausted and knew he should go back to sleep, but he had to see her cum. He had never seen that before. Heck, before a month ago he had never seen anything close to a naked woman before.

He rested his chin on the sill praying she wouldn't see him again, knowing how ridiculous that was. God was more likely to punish him for watching than keep him safe while he watched. But he couldn't help it. He wanted, no needed, to watch her orgasm. "Man, im going to enough fantasy material for years after tongiht!" he thought to himself.
 
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Her fingers were moving faster in and out of her pussy. She moaned and her body shivered. She started to think of the neighbor boy when he was out side mowing the lawn. He would not be wearing a shirt, his rippling muscles covered in sweat. She wished he was here instead of up there. She opened her eyes a saw him watching her. “This is so hot!” she thought.

She imagined his hard body against her, his hard cock slamming into her pussy. His hands on her breast, her ass. Then it happened. She covered her mouth to keep from screaming out load. Her orgasm ripped down her body as she cam hard. She slowly pulled her fingers out. She looked up at the window and winked at him. She smiled and got up on shaky legs. She had to walk back into the house slowly as her legs were unstead.
 
He sat there hardly able to breathe as he watched her cum. He couldn't believe how hot it was. He also found himself wishing he had been the one to do that.

Then she winked and he froze.

She had seen him! He hid again but still watched her walk slower than usual back into her house. Then he began trying to think of what to do, praying she wouldn't tell anyone. He had to avoid her. And he sure as heaven couldn't watch her for awhile. That would be hardest. Sure he could just think about everything he just saw, but not seeing her was going to be torture.

Then he realized how he was thinking. The usual nightly guilt set in and as he fell asleep he promised God it wouldnt happen again...also as usual.
 
She went in and took a long shower. All the time think of the handsome boy next door. She had to find out more about him. She knew his parent went to church but that didn’t seem the right place to go about it. She decided to find out were he worked and drop by if she could. It would be fun to see him sweat a bit.

She stepped out of the shower and dried off. She walked in her bedroom drying her hair with a towel. She stopped by her full-length mirror and struck a nude pose. She still had a gorgeous body, unlike her ex who was losing the battle of the bulge. Maybe some young meat can help me get over him.

She liked to sleep in the nude. So the wet dream she had about the boy made her have to wish the sheets tomorrow. Oh, well it was worth it.
 
James waqs at work when angela walked in and demanded he put her shoes on for her. So he did, and given the chance he glanced up her skirt and realized she wasnt wearing panties, then suddenly she was naked, without anyone unclothing her and she began pleasuring herself right there in front of everyone at work while he watched! Sudddenly he was in his room with a hard on that he had to ignore. It was 10:45 and he had to be at work in 15 min!

He quickly washed up and cleaned the cum stains off the carpet and window. He said Good morning to his parents, then ran out the door and went to work.

He worked in the Paymore shoe store down the road. It was lots of fun. Well, when he wasn't having to help old people put on thier shoes. All day he couldn't stop thinking about what he had seen the night before, and was glad he had worn briefs that were keeping him from showing to much of a bulge every time he thought about it. The bulge never lasted long though, cause it always led to worrying about the fact she had seen him. He could tell from the beginning of work it was going to be a roller coaster day for him!
 
It took her a few hours of waiting until one of his parents came out. It was the wife. She walked over and talk to her for almost and hour. By the time she got what she needed she was caught up on all the gossip from the surrounding area. She was about to scream, “just tell me where your fucking son is!” by the time his mom finally let her know. She made a quick exit and went back to her house.

What to wear, what to wear. She decided on a red backless dress. It had two straps that fastened around her neck. The bottom was up off her knee and showed her beautiful tan legs. She fixed her hair and put on just a hint of make up. Last some red high heels. She looked in the mirror. “You still got it, girl.”

She drove to the Paymore shoe store and went inside. A dorky looking manager walked up and asked if he may help me. She knew what he really meant. “Well I have a friend who told me if I can her I needed to get James to help.” He tried to talk her out of seeing him about shoes and not James. She said no and waited for him.

When he came back she laughed at the surprised look on his face. She winked at him. “ Heard you have a good EYE from fashion. Like to help me get out of hot WATER.” This was going to be fun.
 
When his boss came and said that some beautiful woman was requesting his help, he was happy at first. "Thank God its not another old woman with bunyans and warts", he said to himself.

But then he walked out and it was Ms. Wester. "Crap, crap, crap", he repeated to himself as he walked over to her. Then she said something about EYES for fashion, and help with hot WATER. He was in so much trouble!

"Um, well, I, uh," he could string two coherent thoughts together. For some reason seeing her in that red dress, all he could think about was how good everything underneath it looked. Finally, he snapped out of it.

"Yes well, uh, what kind of shoes were you looking for?" he said, still fidgeting and not looking her in the eyes.
 
She smiled when she saw him fidget. Good he needed to worry some. She finally got her first good look at her little prev. She eyes him up and down. “Damn. Guys didn’t look that good when I was his age.” She thought.

"Yes well, uh, what kind of shoes were you looking for?"

“Dear. My eyes are up here.” She said quietly so no one else could here. When he looked up at her she said. “Well.” She rubbed her tongue over the bottom of her upper teeth. “I was thinking high heels. Got anything for me.” She smiled and winked at him.
 
He blushed as she told him to look her in the eyes. Only then did he realize he had been staring at her very sexy tan legs.

"I was thinking high heels. Got anything for me"

His first thought was, Yeah I got something for you!, but he silently reprimanded himself for such a sinful thought. Then he wondered why she winked.

Um, well all of our high heels are over here. And these would probably match that dress really nicely

He was doing everything he could not to stare at her. He was afraid the excitement in his pants was already showing, and getting more aroused would not be good.
 
She watched him squirm and almost laughed. She was enjoying this. She walked over to where the heels were and looked at them. He wasn’t looking at her, so she decided to get his mess with him some.

It was a bit noisy in the store so when she stopped behind him she moved so her breast would brush against he’s arm. She made it look like she was trying to tell him some thing.

“Those are nice.” She pointed to a pair of heels. “I’ll try them on.” She walked to a chair and sat down with her long tan leg showing. She slowly crossed them. “Would you please help me put them on?” She was loving this so much.
 
James had a problem. That brush with her breast had made him as hard as he could possibly be with his pants on. He needed to adjust himself terribly, but couldn't without some 30 people seeing. And she wanted him to put the shoes on for her, which meant moving his hands from casually hiding his bulge. She would definitly see how excited he was getting. On top of that, it might get painful, cause the man downstairs would start trying to rip through his pants the second he touched the amazing leg to put the shoes on.

But he didn't have a choice. So he walked over, adjusted himself the best he could wiith his legs while kneeling down, and put the heels on her.

"Ok so why don't you walk around and try those out," he squeaked, "and, um, while u do that i have to, uh, run to the back real quick."
 
She watched him kneel down to put the shoe on her foot. She started to give him another admiring look over, but her eyes caught sight of something better to look at. Her mouth almost dropped on as she looked at the tent his cock was making in his pants. “That’s got to be uncomfortable.” She thought.

She watched him walk to the back in a funny way. “I wonder how long it would take me to get him to show me that.” She bit her lip and thought. She walked a bit to try the heels out, but they were a little too tight. She sat down and took the heels off.

When he came back she looked up at him. “Did you work it out?”
 
He went to the very back of the stockroom, took several deep breathes and adjusted himself. He couldn't stay back there long, so he stayed just long enough so that he wasn't quite as flustered. After gathering himself he went back out.

"Um yeah everythings ok," he replied, as he turned deep red. He had hoped she hadn't noticed his problem but guess she hadn't. "So, uh, the shoes looked alittle small, did you want to try a different size on? Unfortunatly I'm about to have to leave, shifts almost over, but Jack could help you if you still need it.", he said. He was SO glad his shift was almost over, he really needed to get home and back into the privacy of his room
 
James went back to the break room to clock out, said a quick goodbye to his boss, and went back out. Ms. Wester had already left. He had thought she might have come just to torture him.

As soon as he got home he started toward his room, but his mom told him he had to mow the lawn. After a little complaing he quickly changed into shorts and a t-shirt, then went out to mow the lawn.

They had a large lawn and it wasn't long before his t-shirt was sticky with sweat, so he took it off as usual, set it on the fence, and continued mowing.
 
“Damn, I was having fun with him.” She thought as he walked away. She gave The Look to the other guy as he walked up and she was thankful the he had seen it before. He smiled at her and walked way. What to do now?

She walked out of the store and thought about it. Most guys her age went after young women why not go after a young man. She though James’s nervousness was cute and he had a nice body.

She remembered that he was getting off shift maybe he would go home. She hurried to her car and drove home. She was in the house when she heard the lawn mower start. She almost ran to her window to look and see if it was James. It was. She watched him for a bit then she went to her kitchen and made him a lemon aid.

She went to where the fence between their yards was the lowest and saw his shirt. She looked at his young hard back as he mowed. She could almost feel herself getting wet. She waited until he looked up at her. She smiled and wave the glass at him.
 
James was about halfway finished when Ms. Wester walked out with some lemonade. Something was up, she had never done that before. No, no, it was just paranoia, or wishful thinking. Anyway, he had better go over and get it.

"Um, thanks!", he said as he walked over. He thought he saw her stare at his well toned arms and chest, but decided he was just imagining things. Careful not to stare at her as he nearly swallowed the entire glass in one gulp, he marvaled at how much she looked like most of the girls at college, definitly not the early thirties his mom and said she was. She was lots of fun to look at, that was for sure!
 
She watched a bed of sweat run down his nice hot chest. It had been to long since she had had sex. She took a deep breath and sighed. “What am I going to do with you?”

She leaned down on the fence letting him have a nice view of her cleavage. She licked her upper lip and looked him up and down. What would I love to do? She thought.
 
James didn't even notice her looking him over. He was to transfixed by the sight of her breasts. Sure he had seen them wet and even hard last night. That just made the impulse to reach out and touch them worse. As he sipped down the rest of the lemonade he thought about what it might be like to actually feel or taste them.

By the time he had finished the lemonade he had realized that he was starting to bulge again. "I've really got to get myself under control," he said silently to himself. Still strangly, instead of wanting to avoid her, he found himself really wanting to be around her and try to see more of her.

Sinful or not, he was looking forward to getting better glimpses and such over the next few days while his parents were gone. They were leaving for a cruise that night. That's why he had to do this darn mowing, his mom knew he wouldn't get it done while they were gone. "That just gives me more time to try to spy on Ms. Weston here though," He thought.

"Well, thanks for the lemonade, Ms. Weston, I better finish the lawn, just the backyard left." He said as he smiled and took one last glance down her shirt.
 
“Call me Angela.”
She smiled as she noticed him looking down her shirt. Oh, how she wanted his young body to take her all night long. She smiled at him as he handed back the glass. “You know I won’t tell about you late night activities. Thought about it but.” She winked at him. “I decided not to.”
She looked down at the ground then slowly back up at him. She slowly licked her lips. “If you ever want to join me, some times.” She winked at him and blew him a kiss. The she walked back to her house making sure to draw attention to her ass.
 
James stood there not knowing what to say! "Um ok, thanks he squeaked under his breath as he watched her perfect ass walk back in to her house.

He set back to mowing trying to decide what to do. His parents would be leaving any second now, so they wouldn't know if he did anyting with her. But he couldn't it was wrong. Yet it felt more wrong not to.

He finished mowing still unsure what to do. He said goodbye to his parents and went to his room. He looked out his window trying to decide. Looking at the pool he decided it would at least be nice to take a swim, maybe he could tease her some too.

He wouldn't do anything sinful just tease. Yeah nothing wrong with that. Nothing sinful, just teasing and thats it, he kept telling himself as he put his swim trunks on.

He walked over and rang Ms. Wes...Angela's doorbell, he had to remember to call her that, with a towel over one shoulder, and just his swimsuit on. He could tell earlier that she liked his muscles, so he thought he'd let her look.
 
Angela heard her doorbell and wondered who it could be. She walked to the door and opened it. Her mouth almost dropped open. There on her front door step was her little prev. He looked great in his swimsuit on. She hadn’t thought of him coming over this quickly. “Come in. I wasn’t expecting you so soon, but since you’re here go on out to the pool and I’ll change into some.” She watched him walk to the back door. “Damn, he’s hot.” She thought as she ran up stairs to find something to wear.

She looked around for something to wear. Then she remembered one of the bikinis she had bought when she was in Europe. It was red with a top that didn’t cover much and a thong. “This should make things warm up.” She said to herself in the mirror.

She walked out the back door and stopped to let him get a good look at her. “So, how do I look.”
 
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