The Girl Next Door, Oh My!

[CutiePie1997]

"The Girl Next Door, Oh My!"

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Amy's 18th birthday party ran late into the evening, filling the little suburb of Oak Grove with thumping dance music that at 10pm -- the town's noise ordinance limit -- drew not one, not two, but three squad cars to help with an orderly exit of the more than 200 guests. Thirty minutes later, silence had once again fallen over the normally quiet neighborhood, and Amy -- while happy to have had such a crowd wish to celebrate with her -- was excited to finally be alone in her third floor attic-turned-bedroom, looking down upon the back patio below.

Oh, it wasn't Amy's back patio that was drawing her interest, but was instead the one of the home just beyond the tall hedge. They'd always called it the Old Robert's House, after the long line of family members -- now depleted -- that had lived there since the home's construction in the 1890's. After living abroad for more than four years, Auntie Sharon -- Amy's mother's best, oldest, and richest friend -- had purchased the Robert's House and had it entirely remodeled. It had taken nearly a year to finish, during which Sharon had visited many times, even spending the night in the guest room here on occasion.

Sharon had recently gotten married -- the reason for her return to America -- but it wasn't until she caught sight of her auntie's beau hunk husband out on their back patio a couple of weeks ago that Amy cared about the man who had stolen Sharon's heart.

Favorite auntie or not, Amy was instantly and amazingly drawn to the man. Of course, she didn't do anything about it. He was Auntie Sharon's husband. And Amy was (then) underage. And -- oh was this already mentioned -- he was Auntie Sharon's husband!

And then, a few days ago as Sharon and Amy's mother were talking in the kitchen, unaware that she was in the laundry searching for a missing clit ring, Amy heard something that changed everything:

"He married me for my money, Carlie."

"Sharon, I'm sure that's not right! You're a wonderful, beautiful, smart, sexy woman."

"I know all that." Laugh, followed by shared laughs. Pause, then, "But, it's true. Oh, we have a great life. We're happy." Pause, then in a sly tone, "And the sex is to die for."

More laughter, then hushed, incomprehensible discussion, followed by a pause and, "He had a business venture than needs start up money ... I had money ... neither of us wanted to be alone any longer ... did I mention the sex...?"

More laughter.

"His business associates are in the state here, so ... it just made sense."

There was some more quiet talk Amy didn't hear, then she caught the word Prenup.

"Of course!" Sharon said. "I love my husband very much, but ... I'm not going to make him into a success only to have him take that success to another woman's bed."

"But ... if his business takes off and the marriage fails, knock on wood--"

Knocking sound, then laughter, then from Sharon, "The business is in my name. He might be running it, but its mine. So..."

The two continued talking, but by then Amy had heard all she wanted or needed to know.

And now, at 18 and legal, Amy was ready to begin playing with her new toy. She'd discovered that on Tuesdays and Thursdays -- Sharon's nights at one community club or another -- he came out to the deck, stretched out, did some laps in the Olympic-length, ground level, two lane pool that Sharon had had built, then laid in the Jacuzzi for half an hour or so before retiring for the night. And sure enough, right on schedule, here he came...

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She waited until he was in the pool before she donned some perfectly chosen clothes and made her way down to the gate separating the two yards. She passed through, then waited for him to begin a lap away from her, before she wandered into his yard and up onto the patio to wait to be noticed. She knew he'd seen her before, from a distance and always in something a little more substantial. But he'd never seen her looking like this...

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[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek had been in a state of constant movement for the past couple of months. First he had been working in that stupid dead end job at the same computer components factory he had been working at for the past 15 years. He had made it up to middle management but that was as far as he was going to go. Oh he had the talent to go further, but it was a family business and it was a large family. He got sick of seeing young kids just out of university or college promoted above him not knowing a thing about the company.

He had basically spent the last two years of his life planning a way to get out of there and he had finally found it. By correlating a lot of data that came across his desk, he realized just which parts computer companies needed and which parts became obsolete very quickly. He knew what sat in their inventory bins for years and what flew out faster than they could keep in stock. he also knew how much each of those items cost and exactly what they were charging for them.

He began to do some research of his own about rival companies and found they all did pretty much the same type of business and stocked the same type of things. Derek had hit upon his idea. Open a massive warehouse, buying only the fastest selling items and nothing else. Buy in bulk and sell cheaply. Sell from a central location and take orders online where possible to keep overheads down. His first year projections were good, his second even better as their name got out into the market. Now he just needed finance.

That was when the whirlwind started. He had approached banks, financial advisors, money lenders, corporate big wigs, hell he had even talked to loan sharks but no one was interested. Finally while in a bar after another unsuccessful meeting a woman came up to him and introduced herself. Her name was Sharon and she had been having lunch a few table over and had heard his pitch. She was actually interested and for the next hour they talked business. For the three hours after that they talked about each other. That night they didn't talk much at all but there had been a lot of noise.

For the next several weeks she wanted to know more and more about his business proposal and him. It often ended up with them in the sack until finally she agreed to fund his business. Two weeks later he had flown to meet several contacts and set up a couple of deals. She had asked about where they were located and laughed when he told her. She was just finishing doing up a house she had bought near there and thought it would be a great idea if he used it as a base. Then she had looked at him one night in bed and simply popped the question. She had explained it as a business transaction and when he thought about it, it didn't sound so bad. He would have a beautiful woman by his side, Money as it was needed, A big house to live in, Security as he got older, and well sex whenever he wanted it. He had to admit, Sharon did have an active libido. He agreed and they were married quickly and he bought a large warehouse near their new house to set up their business in. He did not mind it was in her name or that he had to sign a pre nup, it was standard practice for someone as rich as her.

By the time they moved in the business was up and running and he had several orders. Things weren't exactly hectic but it was early days and their name had not gotten out there yet. He had reps going to every major user though and he expected things to pick up.

He kept up his fitness though, something he always promised himself he would do. At 43 he still considered himself to be in okay shape. Maybe a little pudgy but he could still do a full days work. As Sharon left on Tuesdays and Thursdays he took the time to do some swimming. Sharon's friend's daughter had her birthday party earlier and even inside his house he had been able to clearly hear every song. Now however it was quiet, and he powered through the water up and back, enjoying the feeling of using his muscles.

He had done several laps when he thought he saw someone on the decking. Poking his head out more on his next breath he saw a pair of shapely legs and assumed Sharon had come home early. His cock began to grow in his tight speedo's as he finished the lap and he sprung from the pool and walked towards his towel. He was halfway there before he realized it was not his wife, but the birthday girl herself Amy from next door.

What she had done to herself however was amazing. He was used to seeing her in loose floral dresses or baggy tracksuits. What she was wearing now was definitely neither of those. He suddenly remembered it had been her 18th birthday she had been celebrating and he blushed a little as he picked up his towel and covered himself.

"Ahh hi Amy. Sorry Sharon isn't home right now, can I give her a message or something," he told her. "Oh and by the way, Happy birthday."

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy's gaze had taken a tour over Derek's body as he emerged from the water. Up this close, she could see the defined muscles of his body. Her attention focused initially upon his great ass, then -- Jesus! -- moved to the bulge at the front of his Speedo. Even coming out of cold water the man was obviously well endowed.

He hesitated suddenly at the sight of her. She presumed that he hadn't known she was there at all, not that he'd been expecting his wife. He probably didn't know -- or possibly didn't care -- that, like Amy, Derek took a moment to look her up and down.

"Ahh hi Amy. Sorry Sharon isn't home right now, can I give her a message or something," he told her. "Oh and by the way, Happy birthday."

"Thank you, Derek," she said with a wide smile as she walked nearer, hip hips swaying a bit more than naturally to drawn his further attention. She herself wasn't the fact that she was still allowing her gaze to rise and fall upon him. She had no intention of hiding her appreciation for the man. "But ... I'm not here to see your wife."

She intentionally called the woman of the house your wife, rather than Sharon, as a reminder to him should he find his eyes wandering over the next several minutes or more. As she slipped between Derek and the edge of the pool, she gave his hairy chest a longing glance, then looked up into his eyes with a flirtatious smile.

"I came to see you, silly," she said playfully. Now passed him, she continued along the edge of the pool, her hips still swaying, her butt cheeks rising and falling as she watched the mellowing surface of the pool. "We don't have a pool. Dad thought about putting one in a few years back, but..."

She didn't finish, instead looking back over her shoulder at Derek with a smile, wondering whether he was keeping his gaze above or below her belt. She was near the center of the pool when she turned back toward him, reached to her waist, and unbuttoned her pants.

"Turn away, Dee," she said giggling as she reached for the zipper. She said accusingly, "You can't watch ... not 'til I'm in the water, I mean."

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

"Thank you, Derek," she said with a wide smile, "But ... I'm not here to see your wife."

Derek looked at her puzzled. Why would Amy come over to visit him? He had not spent much time over at her house as he had been very busy setting up his business. Oh he and Sharon had been invited enough times since they had moved in, but something always seemed to come up at the office or an emergency happened at the warehouse. He doubted he had seen Amy more than once or twice.

"I came to see you, silly," she said playfully. "We don't have a pool. Dad thought about putting one in a few years back, but..."

Ahh so that was why she had come over. He had to admit it was nice to take a swim at night. He enjoyed the feeling of the water washing over him as he swam and because of the quiet it was if he was the only person in the world for awhile.

"Well I guess if you want to come over some time and use it that would be okay," he smiled. "After all you are practically family."

He chuckled and started to dry himself off then stopped suddenly as she began to grab at her pants and attempt to take them off. His eyes bulged and he found himself staring at the young girl.

"Turn away, Dee," she said giggling as she reached for the zipper. She said accusingly, "You can't watch ... not 'til I'm in the water, I mean."

Derek blushed furiously and turned around. What was going on? Did this girl have a swimsuit on underneath her clothes or was she going to swim in her underwear? Surely she was not going to swim naked was she? The flush on his cheeks spread to most of his body at that thought and he couldn't help the picture that popped into his mind.

Shaking his head to banish it he cursed himself for a fool. Who was he kidding. He was old enough to be her father, Actually he was older than her father by a good two years. There was no way this situation was anything like that. Obviously she had overindulged at her party and she was not herself.

He heard a splash and waited a few seconds before turning around. He saw her in the pool swimming gracefully. Because of the shadows he still could not tell if she was wearing any clothes or not but he walked towards the edge and looked at her. "Not too cold for you is it?" He asked her.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy ran the zipper down, then shimmied out of her tight fitting jeans ... and the tiny thong beneath it. After stripping away the tee shirt that she'd carefully sliced up for this very moment, she stood behind Derek in nothing but her sandals, which she slipped out of before turning and diving into the pool. She swam unhurried under the surface all the way to the far end, then popped up with her head back to slick her hair out of her face.

Derek apparently liked swimming in the near darkness, because although the pool had underwater lighting, they were not turned on. She waited in the shadows until he turned to face her before she began swimming back his way, even slower than before with a gentle breast stroke. She picked a speed that would allow her kicks to raise her firm, young buttocks and fit, athletic legs just enough to be seen but not enough to give true definition to them.

Amy reached the middle of the pool, noww lowly illuminated by the yard lights, as Derek stepped closer to the edge of the deep end, asking...

"Not too cold for you is it?"

"It feels ... wonderful," she purred, a flirtatious smile on her smile as she turned his way. She never took her eyes off him as she swam up to the edge of the pool, grabbing it to support herself. The upper roundness of her breasts were just above the water, and while her nipples -- now swollen hard by the slight chill -- were an inch or so below the rippling water, Amy knew that Derek could see the blurry pink images in he looked. She smiled wide to him, asking, "Do you wanna come back in? Or ... will your wife be home soon?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek watched her swim over and was impressed with the grace in which she moved. She must have been swimming for quite a while to have that kind of form in the water he mused. She swum right up to the edge of the pool at his feet and he moved back half a step so he was not looking at her face past his crotch. Her smile as she looked at him was...Dare he say it, flirtatious. No it couldn't be. Yet as he looked down he saw that she was indeed naked, well at least her top half was. She was not showing herself off but he could definitely see her pink nipples under the water as her firm, young breast's stuck out from her chest and the top half bobbed just above the water.

"Do you wanna come back in? Or ... will your wife be home soon?"

Derek knew Sharon would not be back for several hours yet. This was his quality time to himself. He came out here, swam for about a half an hour, sat in the Jacuzzi for another half hour or so, then watched whatever he wanted on TV with a beer. It was his time to unwind. Now however Amy had thrown a spanner into the works.

Although had she really? Obviously nothing was really going to come of this and the girl was only doing this because she was drunk. Maybe Derek should call her bluff and see what happened. She would probably be out of the pool and back home as fast as her little legs could take her.

"Nope she won't be home for several hours yet so a swim sounds good," he smiled as he moved over a little and dived back in surfacing on the other side then breast stroking to the middle. "Race you to the far end," he chuckled as he set out for it in an easy freestyle.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy turned back toward the middle of the pool as if to join in the sprint, but instead only watched the man head away. She waited until he was at the end and turning, then rolled to her back for one or two strokes -- letting her firm breasts surface enough to give her nipples air -- before flipping back to her front and turning to face him. She acted as though it had been entirely innocent, then stroked slowly Derek's way with a wide smile.

"You are a great swimmer, Dee ... you've done this a long time, I bet," she said, not caring whether he did or did not like her spontaneous nickname for him. "I spent a lot of time in the pool when I was a kid..."

Which ended today, she thought to herself, remembering that it was still her 18th birthday. She continued, now only ten feet from her neighbor, "But I was never very fast. I learned a lot of tricks, though ... like ... standing on my hands."

She laughed, then used her hands and legs to curl forward until her hands found the bottom of the pool, only 5 feet deep here. Her legs rose into the air before Derek, wobbling a bit this way and that as she maneuvered her hands upon the pool's bottom. Then, suddenly, her legs rose high into the air as she straightened her arms against the concrete, lifting her so high that her bare ass came out into the man's full view. She maintained the stance for six or seven seconds, her legs opening a bit, closing, moving scissor like a bit, then back again. Then, just before she became hopelessly imbalanced and collapsed entirely under the water she twisted just enough and parted her legs sufficiently to give Derek a peek at her fully shaved crotch.

When she came up out of the water, her hair a mess over her face, Amy laughed loudly, calling out, "Oh my God! I forgot how much fun that is!"

Amy dropped back down under the water again, then came back up with her hair all slicked back again. She wiped the water from her eyes, looked to Derek for a moment with hungry eyes, then said in a soft voice, "You can take your suit off ... you know ... if you want."

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek was surprised when he reached the end and turned to find that Amy was still floating in the middle of the pool. He started to swim back to her and then caught a glimpse of her pert breasts as flipped onto her back before again rolling onto her front to move towards him.

God they had been so firm with not a bit of sag to them. They had not been all that small either. He felt his cock begin to grow and his speedo's became very restrictive. Tight at the best of times they were not designed to contain what he had in it's erect state.

They met up in the part of the pool they could both stand up in. His large over 6 foot frame was well out of the water. In fact it came only to about his chest height. On her it still hid hers, but the swell of her breasts was evident. She started laughing and complimented him on his swimming but before he could answer she told him what she loved doing when she was a kid. Those handstands that were so easy in water but you could never quite do on land. Derek remembered doing them as well and chuckled along with her but before he knew it Amy had dived underwater and suddenly her legs were sticking up in the air.

He was shocked of course then started laughing, that was until the top of her ass broke the water. Then he shut up quick. Luckily her legs were together but of course he had just thought that before she started to do the splits and then closed them. He sighed in relief as he had seen nothing, then she suddenly twisted so she was facing towards him and parted her legs wide enough for him to see that she was completely bald and her glistening pink lips.

His bulge was now more than painful, it was excruciating as it stretched the fabric of the constrictive bathers. It was his own fault for looking at something he should have clearly not been and this was his punishment. As she surfaced and laughed Derek wondered if she knew her pussy had been exposed to him. Surely she had felt the wind on it? Yet her whole attitude said that she hadn't.

Then that attitude change as she looked at him with a look he had seen in Sharon's eyes more than once. "You can take your suit off ... you know ... if you want."

What the hell was happening? Was this girl trying to seduce him? He backed off a couple of steps and held up his hands. "Amy I am happily married, and besides I am old enough to be your father. Why are you doing this? Are you drunk or something?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy laughed with feigned shock. "No! No, not at all."

She dropped below the water surface again, then back up with her face back to smooth her hair to her skull again. After she'd wiped the water from her eyes, she explained, "I'm sorry, Derek. Really! I didn't mean anything like that. I know you're married--"

She didn't use the word happily, not that she'd meant to exclude it ... or did she?

"--and I ... I wasn't trying to ... you know..."

She let her gaze drop to his muscular chest for a moment, before looking back up and saying with the flirtatious tone she'd used well thus far. "I just ... I just know what happens to men when they see a girl like me ... like I am now ... and I thought ... I thought you would be more comfortable out of your suit is all."

She smiled devilishly, cocking her head playfully, before jerking a thumb over her shoulder and asking, "Should I leave? I don't want to get you in trouble."

Of course, that was a bald faced -- or bald pussy -- lie. Amy was more than willing to let Derek get in trouble. But...! Not until she'd had a few weeks, months, or even years to have some fun with him.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek looked at her. He wasn't all that sure what to make of her. Maybe she was telling the truth and it was all in his mind or maybe she was here to seduce him and he should just tell her to go home right now and he should keep away from her for a long time.

The thing was he was sort of flattered by the attention she was giving him. It was good to know that a girl her age and as beautiful as she was actually found him attractive enough to flirt with. Even if she was just teasing it was still an ego boost.

His marriage to Sharon wasn't one based on love and friendship. Oh they still liked one another and he had no complaints about the situation he was in, but at times he felt there was something missing. That certain something he had felt with one or two other girlfriends he had dated in the past.

Now here was this Girl trying to do something to him. Maybe it was to just get him in trouble with his wife or maybe there was something more that she wanted, either way every instinct was telling him to run away. Yet...

"No it's fine, but you should know I am not like the other guys you have probably hung out with," he chuckled. "I can remember being that young though and your quite right, I probably would have had to take my swimsuit off."

He was laughing on the outside but groaning on the inside. He hoped he wasn't doing any permanent damage to himself. He really did nee to get out of these bathers and quickly. He looked towards the house and smiled. "Tell you what. Why don't you join me in the Jacuzzi. I will put the bubbles on and leave the lights off so I can't see anything," he smiled, and so she couldn't either.

He swam to the end of the pool and hauled himself out and walked over to the tub. He climbed in then activated the lights above the area dimming them down, then switched on the jets and bubbles and switched off the underwater lights. Looking down he made sure he could not see himself underwater and then sighing he quickly stripped off his speedo's. He gasped in relief as his member finally floated free in the water and he sat on his costume.

Looking behind him he gestured to Amy. "Come on in. I promise I won't peek until you give me the all clear," he chuckled.

 

[CutiePie1997]

I probably would have had to take my swimsuit off.

Amy smiled at that comment, the way he said probably would have had to. She didn't have to be able to see Derek's cock to know that it was likely as hard as a fucking rock about now. But she let it go as he suggested they move the fun to the Jacuzzi.

She followed behind, swimming slow enough to give him time to do what was needed. When he said...

"Come on in. I promise I won't peek until you give me the all clear."

...Amy rose up out of the pool fully within his view, streams of water running from high on her, down her shapely curves. She maintained a steady gaze on Derek, a sly smirk on her lips as she took the three or four steps over to the hot tub and stepped down into it. She took her time finding a seat that would lower her enough to hide her breasts, finally saying to him, "All clear."

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek had listened carefully. He had been very tempted to peek but then he knew she would definitely use that against him. He heard her get out of the pool and walk over to the tub and then he heard her as she stepped into it.

He actually felt the minute shift in the water when she sat down so he was pretty sure he was safe when she gave him the all clear.

He opened his eyes and looked across at her. She had taken a seat almost directly across from him although she was a little to one side. If he remembered correctly that seat was set down a little as were several others. He smiled at her and then reached into a cooler built into the tub and handed her a bottle of water.

"Better keep yourself hydrated. The warm water can actually dehydrate you pretty quickly," he said taking a sip of his water. He looked at her and finally sighed. "Okay Amy out with it. What are you doing over here? It's certainly not to seduce me so what exactly do you want?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

"I don't want any thing," Amy responded with a well feigned tone of sincerity. "I just ... I wanted some adult company is all. My party, it was just-- it was mostly kids ... teens, a lot of them younger than me. Friends from school ... cousins ... cousins' friends, kids from my cousins' schools ... hell, there were people there I didn't recognize. Don't get me wrong, it was nice ... great really, but..."

She let that thought fade, then smiled wider before she giggled a bit. "I'm very popular, you may have realized."

She sipped at the bottle of water, eying Derek as she reflected on how many people had really shown up. Amy had directly invited about 50 people, giving them permission to bring friends with them. By the time the party had reached its height there were at least 200 people there, maybe more!

"There were so many boys, and I think half of them tried to hit on me at one point or another," she continued, her tone leaving no doubt as to how she felt about the male teens. She sipped again, then returned to a tone that was a bit flirtatious, "It's just nice to talk to a real man."

After he responded to her claim, she asked him some personal questions: how long have you been married, how'd you meet, are you happy, and more. As he answered, Amy occasionally asked follow up questions, showing a distinct interest in what Derek was telling her. Honestly, she was interested. Long ago, she'd learned from her father -- a executive in the banking and investment industry -- that information was power. The more she knew about Derek, the more fun she would have with him in the near future.

Once as he'd been talking, she commented about how hot it was in the tub, then dumped some of the cold water from the bottle over her head. They talked a bit longer, then suddenly Amy commented that it was too hot. She sat up and moved over to another seat ... one higher in the water, leaving her exposed from midway between her breasts and her belly button.

"Is this okay?" she asked innocently seeing Derek's reaction to her young breasts now being on full display. "I mean, I'm sure you've seen boobies before and not felt a need to attack them ... right?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek smiled at her. "Well I can understand why the boys tried to do that you know Amy. If I was half my age I might try to chat you up myself," he chuckled. "However I get the feeling that while you don't really mind the attention, your not that interested in the people it is coming from."

As they chatted more, he found that she directed more of the conversation towards him. While he asked questions about what her school was like, and what she had received for her birthday, she asked about his whole life story. He answered her with only the basics. He was 40 odd years old. He had been married to Sharon for under six months.Yes it was happily. He had met her overseas but they had moved back here so he could start his own business. It was going okay but it would take awhile to take off as it's name had to get out first.

He was impressed at her questions. She didn't talk like a little kid and listened to what he said, not just waiting until he finished speaking before asking another question. He was shocked though when she moved closer to him, exposing her breasts to the night air and his sight.

"Well of course I have Amy. However I have to admit, it has been a long time since I have seen a pair as stunning as yours, at least in real life. If you are going to go around flaunting your body like this your father should buy himself a gun to protect you with," he laughed even as his erection grew steadily harder beneath the surface.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy laughed at the protection comment, responding, "He would trust you to see me, Dee."

She quickly began talking about her party again, not wanting Derek to have a moment to suggest that her flaunting was something she should rethink. She kept the conversation going, occasionally looking away to this thing or that in Derek's yard to give the man the opportunity to take another peek if he wished. She was always slow to look back, not wanting to catch and embarrass him.

Then, contrary to what she'd been doing, she glanced away, then looked back quickly. And sure enough, she caught him ogling her firm, young titties. It may have been the first time he'd looked or the umpteenth time, she didn't know. But she'd only needed the one to smirk to him with pleasure, then ask, "Do you think they're nice...? My breasts, I mean? I always wondered whether or not they're attractive, you know ... 'cause they're kind of small."

Amy's breasts filled her B-cup bras a bit tightly, more of a B+ per some of the undergarment manufacturers. She'd always been very happy with their size, and -- to date -- so had every boy and girl who had spent anytime with them in his or her hands ... or mouth.

She listened to his answer, smiled, then feigned a sudden bout of shyness as she glanced toward the bubbling water just above Derek's groin. She looked away, laughed nervously, then lied barely loud enough for him to hear, "I've ... I've never actually seen a ... you know..."

She nodded her head toward Derek, then waggled a finger toward his groin. She didn't actually ask to see his cock. She didn't want him to think she was a slut. She wanted him to think she was just a curious girl.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek watched Amy as she talked about her party, trying to keep his eyes on her face, but every now and again they slid down to her chest and her small but firm breasts. Well they were not overly small he considered. Maybe a B or slightly bigger. Still no where near as big as Sharon's, but a hell of a lot more firm.

Finally she caught him looking but instead of glancing away guiltily he just met her gaze and smiled. He was surprised when she asked him, "Do you think they're nice...? My breasts, I mean? I always wondered whether or not they're attractive, you know ... 'cause they're kind of small."

Derek shook his head. "Oh I assure you Amy, your breasts are very attractive. Each size has their own beauty of course but yours go perfectly with your body and look very firm and delightful. I am sure you have received many compliments on them," he chuckled.

He watched as she then glanced towards his groin below the bubbling water and blushed before half looking away and whispering, "I've ... I've never actually seen a ... you know..."

Derek laughed inside his head. Oh he knew a put on when he heard it. Amy had probably seen her fair share of cocks and probably handled a few as well. Still it seemed only fair to allow her to see his goods considering everything he had seen tonight.

Looking all around he then looked at her. "Okay then, but you must keep this a secret just between us."

Slowly he eased himself up from the water until he was standing before her. He made sure he was just out of her reach, but his 8 and a half inches of erect penis was jutting out from his body towards her.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy didn't have to feign surprise. She'd seen and even enjoyed a handful of cocks during her years of sexual activity -- years that had started far too young for her parents' comfort -- but she'd never actually seen one as impressive as Derek's. It was longer than any that had ever found satisfaction within her ... and thicker by far. And hard...! It was so fucking stiff she wondered if reaching out and giving it a flick would even budge it or just leave it pointing at her as if to say Yes, you! YOU! like some Uncle Sam finger-pointing war poster.

She stared at it until he finally lowered into the water, then said with a semi-feigned tone of shock, "Wow! I never knew they got like that. I mean, I've ... I've seen pictures. And the internet, of course. But ... wow!"

A slamming door in the near distance caused Amy's eyes to widen in true shock. She looked toward her own house and saw the living room light up. Without concern for her nudity, she rose from the Jacuzzi and headed for her clothes, saying, "My parents!"

She wasn't done playing, though, keeping her backside to Derek as she reached down to pick up her clothes, causing him to get a quick shot of her pussy as she leaned over from the waist, knees locked straight. She clutched her clothes to her breasts as she turned around to face Derek, the legs of her jeans only occasionally hiding her groin.

"I had fun tonight," she said in a peppy tone, smiling broadly, adding, "I hope we can do it again."

She giggled childlike as she rushed away with short steps designed to prevent her from slipping on the wet deck. She disappeared into the darkness, through the gate, and into her own yard, the last thing in Derek's view being her tight little ass lit up by the motion detector spotlight near the property line.

In her own yard, she came to a stop, donned her jeans and seriously cut up shirt, as well as an oversized shirt she'd staged on her own deck to ensure her parents didn't suspect any foul play on Amy's part concerning her neighbor.

As she pulled her hair back into a simply pony tail and slipped it inside a scrunchy she'd also prepped, she couldn't help but smile, wondering whether Derek would find her panties tonight or tomorrow where they were still on the deck next to the pool ... or whether Sharon would dangle them before him tomorrow wondering who the fuck they belonged to.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek chuckled as he watched her run away and then sighed as he leaned back in the Jacuzzi. He knew that he had probably gone far over the line in what was appropriate with the girl, but he had been flattered by her attention. It wasn't everyday a young girl like that told an old guy he still looked good enough to be hit on. Still he would have to be very careful around her from now on. A bit of harmless fun when no one was around was one thing, anything beyond that was definitely a no go area.

He relaxed for another half an hour before getting out and turning off the tub. He walked over to retrieve his towel and was surprised to find a small piece of white cloth balled up on the decking. Picking it up he stretched it out to find the smallest pair of panties he had seen in a long time. Blushing he quickly balled them up again and hid them in his hand as he quickly dried himself and went inside. Damn now where was he supposed to put these. If he hid them and Sharon found them he would get seven shades of shit kicked out of him, however he really couldn't tell her what happened...Or could he?

Smiling he retrieved another towel from the laundry and went outside and put it in some of the water and then brought it back inside along with his, his bathers and her panties. He then put them all in the drier and headed off to the bedroom to get changed for bed. He would tell Sharon Amy had been here, but maybe just leave out one or two details.

 

[CutiePie1997]

By the time Amy entered the house, you would never have known that moments earlier she had been naked with the much older guy from next door. With her hair up and oversized clothes, as well as the childish tone in her voice as she told her parents how much fun the party was, you would have thought she was just an innocent girl still, coming in from the back yard and the mayhem of the now finished party.

After asking her parents about their night out with friends, scheduled so they could avoid what had been billed as party for less than two dozen teenagers, not more than a dozen dozen of them; and then verifying with them that a home cleaning service was due there first thing in the morning to clean up the mess, they all went to their own bedrooms to call an end to the night. (Amy had told her folks that she'd saved up $600 for the elimination of the aftermath, but in reality she'd earned the money just tonight, arranging hookups between hotties and geeks and -- to close the gap -- giving a hand job and a blow job as well. It had to be done, of course. It wasn't like Amy was going to clean up this mayhem!)

As soon as she got to her bedroom, though, sleep was the last thing on the teen's mind. She turned out all the lights again so she could watch Derek again, smiling when he found the tiny thong she'd left sitting on the deck. After he went inside, Amy stripped and showered, to get the chlorine off her while she fingered herself to an only slightly satifying orgasm.

She'd planned on going straight to bed, but then -- through her cracked window -- heard something of interest. She opened it a bit more, listening, and soon smiled at the sounds of sexual pleasure emanating from the Old Robert's house. So, Derek was getting himself some tonight. Amy knew that he and his wife were very sexually active -- she'd eavesdropped on them before -- but she couldn't help but wonder whether Derek's mind would be entirely on the woman with him now ... or the girl who had been with him (in a sense) earlier.

Amy laid down with the window still open and the sounds of great pleasure still wafting in ... and masturbated again. She slept very well that night...



Sharon collapsed to the mattress, her body glistening in a sheen of sweat from the marathon encounter with her husband. Between gasps following her fourth or fifth orgasm, she couldn't recall, she laughed and questioned, "My god, Derek ... what's ... gotten into ... you ... tonight?"

Returning home from her meeting, she walked up to her husband simply to give him a kiss, and less than a minute later was bent over the kitchen table getting a hard, deep fuck that drove her quickly to her first climax. Sharon wasn't really sure who had initiated the sex: her, him, both? The fuel for the fire had been there, and the kiss and hug that occurred was the only needed spark.

They took their passion to the couch, then upstairs; and now, as she clutched him and pulled his face to her bosom, she was in a heaven that Derek had often driven her to yet not with such drive in quite a while.

"Seriously, though," she asked with another laugh, feeling their fluids dripping down the insides of her thighs. "I'm gonna have to change the bedding before we pass out ... or I pass out. What'd you do tonight...? Subscribe to one of those porno channels? Je-sus, you were on fire. Good God, I'll bet we woke the neighbors. Poor little Amy next door, if she ever heard us like that ... sweet thing would be so embarrassed."

They laid in one another's arms, cuddling, caressing, kissing, sweet talking ... until Sharon passed out, whispering "Screw changing the sheets. We've slept in wet spots before."



Bright and early the next morning, as Sharon was in the kitchen making coffee and reading the online news, there was a knock at the side door. She looked up to find Amy smiling through the glass and waved her in, immediately asking her how the party was.

"Oh my god! It was wonderful!"

Amy went on to talk about all the fun the kids had had, talking about charades and swimming pool ball games and such, leaving out all the flirting and occasionally shed bikini tops and -- of course -- the oral sex she'd performed to pay for the clean up that a crew of 8 was doing right now.

She was listening for sounds of Derek but heard nothing, which was disappointing. He may have been asleep, or on the shitter, or hiding from the teen he'd seen naked last night ... who knew? Amy smiled, thinking maybe her next moment of fun might be more entertaining if Derek wasn't here to immediately explain himself.

"Listen, I came over to apologize to your husband," Amy continued with a feigned tone of embarrassment. When Sharon asked, presuming it was just about the noise level, Amy continued her lie, "A pair of the girls snuck over into your yard last night and went skinny dipping. I got'em out of the pool and back to my side before Derek knew they were here..."

She hesitated just a moment, letting Sharon consider the association between naked girls in her pool and her husband's performance the night before, then finished, "...at least ... I think I got'em out before he saw them."

She asked if she could have one of the scones Sharon was fondling in deep thought, then went on with her tale, "Any way ... one of the girls returned without her panties ... and I was wondering if I could go out to look for them on the deck or in the pool or where ever?"

"Of course, honey," Sharon said, her tone one of building concern. "Listen, I have to get ready, so--"

"Of course!" Amy said, hurrying over to hug Sharon before heading for the back door and calling her farewell over her shoulder, "Have a nice day at work, Auntie!"

Sharon fumed for a moment, though, she didn't really know why. It wasn't like her husband had gone to the neighbors house to skinny dip. But ... why hadn't he told her about the incident, if for no other reason than to avoid such a situation as this one right now, where Sharon was wondering whether her husband had been thinking about fucking these teenagers while he was actually fucking her ... or worse ... had actually fucked one of these teenagers before fucking her.

Hell! Sharon didn't even know whether Derek had seen these girls, let alone talked to one, touched her ... fucked her. Girls ... girls! No, Derek wouldn't do that. But his performance last night ... oh my god! Had he at least seen these girls ... fantasized about them? Or was it just a coincidence that the night he'd fucked her like he hadn't in several weeks there were naked girls in the pool and, presumably, a dozen more sexy young thangs just beyond the fence.

"No," she murmured to herself. "Go to work, and forget it."

She wasn't going to let this bother her. Sharon trusted her husband. She didn't trust a bunch of hormone-driven teen age girls! But she trusted her husband explicitly. He wouldn't cheat on her, physically; and if he had had visions of teenage girls in his mind while he was pounding his cock into her, should Sharon really care? It wasn't like she hadn't envisioned another man once or twice while with Derek. Her lips spread as she remembered the cabana boy with the tight shorts and the apparently monster cock when they were on their weekend to Mazatlán a few weeks back.

Look, don't touch, Sharon had playfully told herself many times during her still new marriage. She spent a lot of time with professional men who were almost God-like in appearance. And yet she would never consider being with them. She was very much in love with Derek, and she wasn't going to screw that up by spending time with another man. Besides, just as with last night, her husband fulfilled her so completely that Sharon had no need to be with other men. As she got into her car and secured her coffee mug, purse, and cell phone, though, Sharon wondered whether Derek would ever find sexual gratification in the arms -- or more specifically the pussy -- of another woman, particularly one who was now or had just recently graduated away from being jail bait..

She looked back to the house, then grabbed her phone and sent a text to Derek, who often was not up and around until after his hard working wife was out to start her day:

Amy stopped by.
She was looking for a thong.
You wouldn't know about that...
would you? ​

Sharon wasn't trying to be vague by not asking about the skinny dippers or by not identifying that the thong wasn't Amy's. She'd just been in a hurry and typed what she thought was necessary, before shifting the car into drive and heading away to the office.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek woke up to the sound of his phones message tone ringing in his ear. He blearily opened his eyes and spotted it vibrating on the side of the bed and sighed. Looking over at Sharon's side of the bed he saw that it was empty and he groaned as he rolled over and sat up. Looking at the clock he saw that it was far earlier than he was used to getting up but he supposed it was a good idea if he started getting used to getting up early.

He glanced at his phone and decided a shower was more important. Stumbling into the bathroom it took him a half hour to make himself ready to face the world and another ten to get dressed. Finally he felt awake enough to put his phone in his pocket and strip the bed, then head for the laundry. He threw the sheets into the washer and put them on then grabbed the towels and things from last night and folded them up. As he did he found Amy's thong and smiled. He wondered if the girl would come over and try to claim it or if she was expecting him to return it.

He placed the towels and things on the table, made some fresh coffee and toast and finally sat down long enough to read his text. As he did he got his answer. It seemed Amy had already been over and asked about her thong. Well if she was trying to catch him out he was not going to lie to Sharon, although he was not going to tell her the entire truth. Thinking carefully he sent her a text back.

Found one on the deck last night
Assumed it was from one of Amy's guests
Put it in the drier with my stuff
Will tell her later
Have a great day at work...Love you

Now his only worry was what had Amy told her? Obviously not the truth either or he would not have been woken up with just a text like that. He would have been woken up with a knife to his genitals. Still it was obvious that Amy was playing some sort of game and Derek would have to keep an eye on her. A bit of harmless fun was one thing, but if she tried to harm his marriage he was going to put a stop to it real quick.

Of course he did have to admit the state she had put him into last night had led to one of the most intense nights of lovemaking for quite a while. He might have been thinking about her a little at first but then Sharon's body had pushed all other thoughts aside. The fact that he was extremely horny had nothing to do with it of course.

Still as he sat sipping his coffee, his eyes wandered to the pile of washing and the thong sitting on top of it and a small smile crept across his face.

 

[CutiePie1997]

She was barely inside the door, returning from the mall where she bought some new sexy clothes -- you know, just in case -- when her mother called, "Amy...?"

"Vicki...?" Amy responded without hesitation, continuing through the house and entering the kitchen. She found her mother glaring at her from a stool at the breakfast bar. She laughed, knowing how her mother hated when her daughter called her given name, then asked, "What can I do for you ... mother?"

"Put something nice on," Vicki said, hopping up and heading toward her own room, explaining, "Sharon called and invited us to a barbeque."

Amy smiled, her first thought being on seeing Derek again. The smile faded, though, as she wondered what being with him and Sharon would be like after she'd seen the man's erect cock. Then ... the smile returned, a tingle within her panties reminding her of the fun she'd had.

Then, her mother dropped a bombshell. "Derek is having some business clients over, and Sharon can't be there. So she needs us to play hostess. Think you can act like an adult for a couple of hours, Amy?"

Amy's pleased smile had been mutating into a devilish smirk as her mother talked. She giggled at her wicked thoughts, then answered, "Yes, Vicki. I'm sure I can."



An hour later, Amy came down at her mother's urging to get her butt in gear, wearing her new outfit. Her mother cocked her head, asking, "Really?"

Amy just held her arms out, wearing a confused expression as she asked, "What?"

They argued for a few minutes as her mother searched for her cell phone and checked her makeup. In the end Amy made the case that she had a lot of other outfits which were far less appropriate for a dinner with Derek and his associates than this one. They crossed over to the neighbors through the back gate, emerging into the yard to find Derek still making four couples comfortable with drinks and hors devours.

Amy's full attention was on Derek as he caught sight of her. She smiled broadly to him, then -- trying to be inconspicuous, partially hidden by the edge of the back porch -- turned all the way around to let him see her back side as well. Her three inch heels showed off her athletic legs and tight ass which looked good in the skirt. Of course, Derek had seen them bare, which made Amy a little bit wet remembering it.

She made her way unhurriedly over to stand near him, and after he had made the appropriate introductions, Amy chatted very briefly with him. Someone asked for a bottled water, and when Derek said it was inside and turned, she announced cheerfully, "I'll help."

Inside alone with him, Amy got more flirtatious, asking as she twirled, "Do you like it?"

Once he'd answered, she laughed, telling Derek, "Mom thought it was too sexy. She made me put on a different bra cause you could see my nipples through the other one ... and panties, instead of a thong."

She turned her back to him again, watching him with a smile as she lifted her skirt to show off her moderately covered ass cheeks, asking, "See?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek had arranged for the barbecue several weeks ago. He and Sharon had planned everything together, including the menu and drinks and had made sure to invite the right mix of clients together. It was going to be a great day and then at the last minute Sharon got the call and had to bail on him. She had been very apologetic but it was something she just could not get out of.

He had understood completely. There were just certain things that were non negotiable and this was one of them. He was going to call up his clients and cancel when she mentioned her Sister. Why didn't he just invite her over so he would have company. Heck even Amy would come over. There was no need to cancel. Derek had thought long and hard then agreed. After all everything was already planned and in place and as long as it was okay with Vicki it was okay with him.

When Vicki and Amy arrived however he knew he was in trouble. Amy had a glint in her eye and her dress was just shy of being inappropriate. When she followed him inside and then flashed her underwear at him he knew why she was there. He looked at her and smiled.

"Amy while I appreciate the attention, today is really not the day. Those people out there can really help my business. If one of them places an order with me, my business will grow. If they all do I am set for life. So how about you tone it down a little today hey."

He walked back outside with the water and handed it to the wife of one of the clients and then fired up the barbie. As it was getting ready he asked Amy to help him bring out all the meat from the kitchen.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Amy stuck as close to Derek as she could without it seeming inappropriate. She helped with the food, refilled drinks, and chatted with the women about clothes and new cafes and with the men about new Apps their children were using that they -- as old farts, one called himself -- couldn't seem to grasp. She even made inquiries about their businesses, feigning ignorance in an effort to give Derek opportunities to talk about what he could offer them.

She was no business major, and she certainly didn't understand Derek's business venture or what he could offer these men. But after a couple of hours Amy was under the distinct impression that most of the men were feeling pretty good about Derek and the potential of doing business with him.

Except for one...

His name was Carlton, and no matter what other nice things the others had to say about Derek's proposals, it was obvious to Amy that this man wasn't going to be signing any contracts. There was something else obvious, too: the man's lust for Amy. All evening long, any time she looked at the man, she found his gaze set upon which ever female feature was facing his direction.

Just before sundown, Amy's mother got a text and, reluctantly, bid her farewell. "My daughter will take good care of y'all. It was nice meeting you."

Additional farewells proceeded, and Vicki even made social plans with one of the women before heading away. A short time later, Carlton got a text as well, excusing himself to head into the house to make a call. Amy gave him a couple of minutes, then told Derek, "It's getting chilly. I'm going to go get a sweater."

Although she went home, Amy didn't stay home. Instead, she hurried to find her purse, rummaged through it, then ran back outside. She passed through the gate that opened to the Old Roberts home's side door, and made her way inside, where she found Carlton still on his phone. His gaze dropped to an angle that his wife would not have appreciated as he said into the phone, "I need to call you back."

Amy approached and passed by the man slowly, a flirtatious look on her face. She stopped at the bathroom door, bit her lip playfully as if afraid of saying something she shouldn't, then curled a finger in invitation to him as she went inside. A moment later Carlton followed in behind her, closing the door unhurriedly and asking with a knowing tone, "What's on your mind ... Amy, wasn't it?"

"Are you going to do business with my friend, Derek?" Amy asked, moving closer. When Carlton said he doubted it, she reached out to begin undoing his pants. "I would really like to see you do business with him."

She pulled a large folded bath towel to the floor, knelt upon it, pulled the man's already rock hard cock through the fly of his boxers, and went to work. It was less than a minute before he erupted and flooded her tongue.

"Yummy," she said after swallowing his load. "Does your wife suck your cock like that?"

The man laughed as Amy stood, wetted a wash rag, and handed it to him. He told her, "After you put a ring on a woman's finger--"

"Are you going to do business with my friend, Derek?" Amy cut in before leaning over to fill her mouth with tap water and wash it out.

He wiped his already softening cock, tossed the rag into the sink, and asked with a smirk, "Why would I do that? You already sucked my cock."

Amy smiled broadly, then turned to retrieve the smart phone that she'd retrieved from home earlier, then -- after starting the video recorder -- slipped into the front of her panties. In the bathroom, she'd quickly pulled it out, leaned it against another folded bath towel, and aimed it toward the door. She knew that her flirtations with Carlton would distract him from contemplating blackmail, let alone looking for a well positioned phone.

Waggling it at him before lifting her skirt and slipping it back into her panties, Amy informed him, "It uploaded straight to my cloud sharing site. It'll go active in an hour ... unless you agree to do business with my friend ... Derek."



Amy emerged through the gate again, now wearing a sweater and a broad smile. Carlton was slipping his own coat over his wife's shoulders as they traded farewells, apologizing for having to leave so suddenly.

"Problems with the sitter," the businessman said, waggling his phone as if he'd received another text while in the house. He caught sight of Amy and gave her a hard glare, before reaching a hand out to Derek and saying, "Let's meet Tuesday and talk contracts."

Amy's smiled widened again. She joined those remaining, looking to Derek often with a shit eating grin that told him she knew something he didn't.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Derek had spent the day cooking and chatting with his clients and their wives and doing his best to drum up business. He had to admit Amy and Vicki were a big help especially Amy. Since his little 'Chat' she had been as good as gold even though she did stick pretty close to him. The thing was having her there proved really beneficial. She knew exactly what the Teen market was into and what App's were trending now and what ones would probably trend in the future.

While Derek was a Nuts and Bolts supplier, two of the people here actually made Apps and they hung on her every word. They asked her about what sort of Apps she would love to see or use and what ones she herself used.

The only person that didn't seem happy was Carlton. Derek frowned every time he looked at the man. He had only invited him because he was the head of the biggest manufacturer of medical imaging computers in North America and he would be a great client to have. Derek actually hated the man and he was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. He knew a few facts about him, like his constant womanizing, that he could use to leverage a sale but he wouldn't stoop to the guys level. He was pretty sure he would not be getting any orders from him but he had to try.

By the time night was coming around he knew he had struck out with Carlton but the other three might be placing orders. He decided to stop schmoozing and just enjoy the rest of the evening. He changed the topics of conversation to more enjoyable topics, steering it away from work and bringing in the ladies so everyone was included. Soon everyone was laughing and having a good time (Except Carlton) and he brought out some cheese, crackers and nibbles.

Of course that was when Vicki got a call and had to leave but she agreed that Amy could stay and although Derek was a bit wary she had been good all day so he agreed. Shortly afterwards Carlton took a phone call inside and then Amy walked back home to get a sweater.

Derek chatted some more with the remaining couples and Carlton's wife then suddenly Carlton was back with his wife's coat explaining that they had to leave. He was holding up his phone explaining he had received a text from their sitter and they had to get home quickly. Derek muttered his commiserations, not really sorry to see him go but sorry for his wife. He was surprised however when Carlton shook his hand and arranged a meeting for Tuesday to talk about contracts. He had been sure he was not interested.

As he turned back from seeing them to the door he saw Amy, now dressed in a cute little sweater looking directly at him with a cat that just ate the canary grin. He looked at her puzzled then back at the door. Damn what had the girl done. Obviously it had something to do with Carlton. He had seen the way he had looked at her all night and knowing the man if Amy had given him a hint of a chance he would have jumped at it.

Walking up to her he gently grabbed her elbow and steered her into the kitchen. He made sure they were out of earshot as he began to fill a few bowls with chips, then he looked at her. "What did you do Amy? Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

"What do you think I did ... Dee?" she said with a tone that, without further words, told her host that she'd most definitely done something of which he wouldn't have approved. She looked over her shoulder toward the door, and finding no one within earshot, turned back to face Derek directly, very much in his personal space as she said with a bit of humor, a bit of flirtation, and a bit of eroticism, "What I can tell you, Dee ... is that if I had done what you think--" She moved closer, until her breasts lightly pressed against his chest to finish almost in a whisper, "--I would have preferred to do it to you."

She turned before he could respond, her eyes and smile still visible to him even as she was walking away, her young tight ass repeating the familiar little waggle from the night before. Out on the patio again, Amy presented the freshly filled bowls of chips, then told one and all, "I am so sorry, but I have homework. I had a lot of fun tonight..."

She caught Derek out of the corner of her eye and smirked, adding, "...even if I didn't quite understand some of the things you were talking about. One day when I'm a little older..." Amy casually turned and looked directly at Derek. "...and know a little more about such adult things about how to get business done..."

Her smile widened and -- with the eye only he could see -- she winked. She looked back to the others and finished, "...maybe I'll be as successful as all of you ... as well as smart enough to get into bed with this man ... figuratively, that is."

Some of the guests laughed, while others playfully made lewd comments, some of which resulted in soft slaps from their spouses. Amy made her farewells, gave Derek one last smile and wink, then headed for and through the gate.



Later that night, as Sharon headed for the bathroom to clean off her makeup and get ready for bed, Derek's cell phone signaled a text that read "For your eyes only."

During the luncheon, some of the men had gotten into a light hearted argument about who had made the best Bond; to which the women had countered about who had made the sexiest 007. Amy recalled the name of one particular movie that had been hailed by some of the guests, then after getting home looked up the scene on YouTube in which the Bond Girl had spoken the title words.

Now, Forty feet away, in her bedroom window as she saw Derek move over to the window, Amy did the same thing Carole Bouquet had done before Roger Moore on the deck of that boat. She pulled from her shoulder one strap, then the other of the dress she'd changed into specifically for this striptease. It fell to the floor around her feet, leaving her womanly curves on display in the fully lit bedroom.

She hesitated there in the window for a moment, then backed away slowly, turned out her light, and laid down with the intent to masturbate...