It was Saturday at ten in the morning and I had just finished my laundry. I am George Harris, 33, tall a little chubby, single. I am a staff photographer for a university. The home I was living in was inherited from my Grandparents. My neighborhood was originally developed after WWII and the house is what is known as a teardown because the area is being redeveloped.
I have a strange quirk that I fold my clothes and make my bed naked. I had finished hanging my pants and shirts and was starting on my bed. That is when I heard my back door open.
"Hey George its Becky are you in here? You shouldn't leave your door unlocked."
I heard her move toward my bedroom and there was no time to even slip on a bathrobe. Becky is about my age and lives next door in what is termed a McMansion one of the new large houses being built in the area. She is a sales executive and her husband is an attorney.
"Are you back here?" said Becky.
She appeared in the door to my bedroom and I braced for the reaction to my being buck-naked.
"What the fuck," said Becky.
"I really wasn't expecting visitors," I replied
"I need to tell Gloria, she will want to see you,"
"No, it is just a quirk I fold my clothes in the nude. I don't need the whole neighborhood thinking I am a pervert," I said
"You know you are not bad looking; and I see that I don't exactly turn you off," said Becky noticing my cock begin to get interested.
Becky was tall and thin with legs that went from her feet to her head. There was a stop where her breasts were located. The lumpy sweatshirt and pants did not help her. I was getting over my embarrassment even as my manhood was perking up.
"Let me help you make the bed. Then we can unmake it," said Becky,
Becky walked over to the edge of my bed and grabbed the bottom sheet and tossed me a part of it. I got it laid out and slipped on the mattress. I then tossed the top sheet toward her and we laid it out and tucked the bottom. I then slipped the pillowcase over the pillow and placed it at the head of the bed.
"What are you doing here Becky?"
"Helping you make the bed fool," she said.
Becky walked toward me and I got nervous. She planted a kiss on my lips and her hand started to massage my cock.
"Relax, no one knows I am here that is why I used your back door. I didn't think that you would be primed and ready," said Becky
"Wait you came here to have sex!!?"
"I have noticed that you have been peering through the fence at our pool hoping to catch a glimpse of some of the girls topless. You are busted," said Becky.
Becky's hand was working on my erection. The crown of my cock was full and coated in pre-cum. She leaned in and kissed me again.
"Relax George it's OK I kind of like displaying my goodies to you. Now your cock needs to be sucked and I know the person that can do that," said Becky
The woman went to her knees and continued to work on my manhood. She extended her tongue and painted the crown. My knees almost buckled at her touch. She slowly took my pole into her mouth a little bit at a time. I could feel my cock glide down her throat. This was a maneuver that she had mastered. I was amazed that I did not cum. Her hand was working over my balls and the scratching of her fingers on the skin surrounding them was fabulous.
Becky Stood, "I am a little disappointed. Most men shoot uncontrollably when I suck on their cocks. You showed a lot of control or your still embarrassed at me finding you naked."
Becky grasped the sides of her top and pulled it over her head. She was not wearing a bra and her tits were on full display. They were fleshy mounds with small rosebuds and tall nipples. I momentarily lost my mind and fondled one and brought it to my mouth. I really did not know what reaction Becky was going to have.
"Yea I thought you might like my beauties," said Becky,
Becky removed herself from me and got up on the bed and struck a pose straight out of a men's magazine. "What are men going to do when Playboy quits printing stuff like this? There will be a lot of teenage boys that will not be able to masturbate. I know that you are dying to see the rest of me, Pull my pants down."
She kicked off her shoes and allowed me to grip the waistband of her bottoms and I pulled. She had a shaved pussy with almost no hair. The outer lips were fully engorged. She maneuvered to let me see her pink bunghole.
"Is Chrissie on the pill or do you use condoms?" asked Becky.
Chrissie was my girlfriend that I took out on Sundays. We've had sex but not all the time. I continued to be mesmerized by Becky.
"George do you have any condoms?" asked Becky again.
I walked over to the nightstand and pulled a packet out of the top drawer.
"Good, so you do have a sex life. Come here and let me apply some protection."
I handed the packet to Becky and waited for her to install the rubber on my cock. It was fully erect and the rubber slipped on easily.