My Neighbor, My Treat
"You'll have to come over for a minute to look at the 'before' and then in a couple of weeks the 'after' and let me know how I did."
I was doing a small tub and shower remodel of my 40 year old house and readily will admit colors are not my thing, I am more of a numbers guy. But being single I often relied on the input of any friendly and willing female to help me avoid disaster.
But when speaking to my young neighbor, April, next door, I was always cautious about boundaries. She was married and a good 20 years younger than me so I was well aware of never coming across like my conversation was a come on. Creating problems with the neighbors was not a good idea at any time.
Plus April had shown some curiosity if not interest in me off and on for the last year. There was a light hug here, a soft touch on the arm there during conversation but never anything suggestive. We had the problem of being able to talk about anything, anytime, which could spark some jealousy if not careful. At first I think she felt sorry for me as I was older and single. But as time wore on, I was sure some mutual lust was brewing.
"How's right now?" she asked. "Spencer is running to the mall with the kids for a bit and I've got some time before I start cleaning house while they are gone."
Just then Spencer came out of the house and noticed our visiting.
"Heading out April, be back in a couple of hours," he said.
"OK hon, running over to Sam's for a minute first to check out his remodel project and then will be back."
Spencer gave me a sly smile which was a bit out of the ordinary and said "Take your time. Maybe you can give him some hands on advice and brighten up his day." With that he smiled, waved and headed out in the car.
April noticed my surprised look and waved it off. "He's just trying to be funny, ignore him. I'll meet you at the side gate." Since we had been visiting over the wall between the houses, she starting walking through her yard to her side gate so she could come around to mine.
I tried not to stare but it was pretty hard not to. April is about 5 feet 5 inches tall, 125 pounds and has one of the finest figures in the neighborhood. He ass is a beautiful peach shape, with skinny waist, about 34C breasts and short curly brown hair. Matched with her blue eyes, I have had many wild fantasies in my head about being naked with her.
I vividly remember seeing her in her front yard one day bent at the waist and talking to one of her kids. She was wearing while leggings that hugged her ass beautifully. I had hoped for a little camel toe but knew she would never chance that. I had visions of walking up behind her, pulling her leggings down and fucking her from behind right there. That was my cue to divert my eyes and behave.
April looked over her shoulder to see if I was moving yet and noticed me checking out her ass but just smiled.
"Let me change out of my backyard shoes and I'll be right there," she said.
With that I moved to go open my side gate and there she came smiling.
"So let's go take a look at this latest project you have going," she said, smiling as she walked past me. In the process she ran her hand down my forearm ever so gently. This was not a friendly move, it was a flirty move and one that she had done before and something that had the power to instantly start to make my dick hard.
Not waiting for me she walked down the side yard sidewalk and turned to my French doors leading to the living room in the house. She knew I wanted to check her ass out more and let me enjoy the show.
Looking at me directly in the eyes and smiling she said, "This door or the bedroom door?"
"This door," I said and opened it to allow her to walk through first.
"Respectable for a bachelor," she said looking around and assessing the dΓ©cor.
"Well my attitude is a house has to convey it is being lived in and not just for looks. If you can't relax with your feet up on the ottoman and enjoy a beer, it really isn't a home."
With that April walked over to the love seat and pushed down on the cushions several times.
"This must be your favorite place to relax," she said.
"I do get most of my naps taken on that. Sadly I really should get it cleaned as I always forget to put a towel down when I come in from working in the yard and it probably smells like sweatβsomething I can't smell cuz I am so used to it."
"Well men need a place in the house where they can relax," she said.
Standing back up she walked over to me and put her arms around my neck and looked straight into my eyes.
"You can put your arms around me and pull me closer. I don't bite," she said. With that she pulled me close enough so her breasts were pressing against my chest, her hips up against my groin and then grabbed my hands so that each was on one cheek of her ass.
"I know you have wanted to do that for a long time," she said, and then kissed me lightly 3 times in a row. "I've seen you checking out my ass multiple times."
"And don't worry about Spencer, that's why he gave you that funny smirk before he left. He knows I was going to see if you wanted to play with me. He banged his secretary last month without clearing it with me first so he owes me a free ticket."
With that comment she reached in and began French kissing me, tightening our embrace further.
She wiggled her ass a bit in my hands which I took as a clue I could get a bit more aggressive. I started kneading her ass cheeks with more pressure, pulling her hips into me and grinding.
April stopped kissing long enough to whisper in my ear, "My tits could use a little attention too, if you are interested," and then proceeded to nibble on my ear.
I moved my right hand up from her ass, up her side and on to her left breast. I started massaging it lightly at first, until I could find her nipple and focus on rubbing that between my thumb and index finger. Not easy to do since she was wearing a bra under her tank top but I reached my goal.
"Hmmmm...I like that, nice and gentle. They are a little bit sensitive today."
I continued my massaging of her tit for a few more seconds until she pulled away from me and stared me in the face.
"You are OK with this aren't you? I figured you would like to play if I gave you the chance but I guess I should have asked first. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
Never moving my hands I looked her in the eyes and replied, "I've wanted to play with you for years but have tried not to create a scene or piss off your husband in the process. I like you as neighbors and want it to keep it that way. But since you cleared up the situation and why I got the little retort before he left for errands, I guess I'm good. Just promise to tell me if you get uncomfortable OK?"
With that April smiled and reached back in for another wet French kiss. Then pulling back away an inch from my lips she asked, "My guess was you were an ass man based on the way you've been checking me out but you seem to have some skills around the breasts too. So which are you....a tit or ass man?"