It was 7:30pm and I was standing on my next door neighbour's door step. We had only met a few hours earlier. What had been an innocent peek over the fence had turned into a confrontation followed by a steamy fuck. Clare was a 6'4" blonde amazon in her early forties, as I had discovered. She had an amazing body, nice full boobs and legs to die for. After our initial encounter Clare had invited me for dinner.
I knocked. I could hear someone walking to the front door. Having had a quick look around and not seeing another cars but hers I assumed Clare was still on her own. The front door opened.
Standing in front of me was Clare looking absolutely stunning in all her Amazonian glory. Her blond hair was out. She was wearing a sheer fitting floral summer dress that just covered her shapely ass. She was showing a very generous amount of cleavage and it was evident she was not wearing a bra. Her long tanned legs went all the way down to a pair of 3" heeled strappy sandals.
"Hi Alan," Clare said, "Please come in." I stepped through the door.
"Thanks for inviting me over", I replied.
Not being quite sure what to do I kissed her on the cheek. She moved closer to me and took my face in both her hands. I caught a waft of her perfume.
"I think we know each other a little better than just to have a peck on the cheek", she said looking into my eyes.
With that she planted her lips on mine and kissed me. I felt her tongue dance across my lips so I opened my mouth. She explored the inner edges of my lips with her tongue then lifted her head.
"Hmmmmm, very tasty. But later...," she said. "Now come through."
I followed her down a short hall way with 3 bedrooms off both sides, and a bathroom, into a large light filled living area with a lounge area and TV, to one side, a dining table and the kitchen. Glass sliding doors filled the end wall leading out to a large covered outdoor entertaining area with chairs, tables and a BBQ.
I had been in the place a few times over the years for a drink or a meal as it was a rental. Usually a family would rent it out for the summer break. Sometimes I would get to know them and would be invited over.
"Just here by yourself?" I asked, as I handed her a chilled bottle of white wine I had brought along.
"I've rented the place for the summer," Clare said. "I have invited some friends and family members to visit me, and stay, at various times over the next 6 weeks."
"Good idea," I said. "You have plenty of room for people to stay and entertain. It's a great place for the summer."
"Well you are my first visitor then. I'm expecting a group of girlfriends tomorrow. I like the first days or so to settle in, check out the locale and spend a bit of time on the beach. I usually go to a different place each summer," she explained.
I looked into the kitchen area to see some covered salad bowls, cutlery, plates and glasses along with a tray of steak.
"Can I help with anything?" I offered.
"Yes. Thanks. You'll find a bottle of champagne and some chilled glasses in the fridge. Can you do the honours?"
"Pleasure," I replied, heading to the fridge.
I popped the cork on the champagne bottle and poured two glasses. I handed one to Clare.
"A toast," I said.
"To summer holidays," said Clare.
"And chance encounters," I added with a smile.
We clinked glasses.
"Now, anything else?" I asked.
"Yes please. Grab that tray of steak and follow me out to the BBQ," said Clare, as she picked up the champagne bottle.
I picked up the tray and my glass and followed Clare outside to the BBQ taking the opportunity to admire the way her sheer dress clung to her shapely ass.
"Admiring the view?" Clare asked, as she noticed me staring at her ass.
"I take every opportunity. Particularly when it's such an impressive view," I replied grinning.
We placed everything down on the table.
"Allow me," I said, as I reached for the tray of steak and the tongs.
I placed the two steaks on the already lit BBQ. Adjusted the gas setting and closed the hood. I took a note of the time and then sat down in a chair on the same side of the table as Clare. Clare had already moved her chair out and turned it to face me. She was sitting with her legs crossed with her glass in her hand.
"And what about you Alan? What's a good looking guy doing by himself at a beach house here at the beginning of summer?" she asked.
"Fair question," I said, taking a sip of champagne and continuing to admire the view. I noticed that as she sat back her boobs didn't sag. They maintained their position sitting out from her chest and I could just make out a hint of nipple through the sheer dress material.
I explained that I had owned my beach house for a number of years. I had been able to buy it due to a very lucrative IT contract I had worked on in the Middle East. I enjoyed staying there when I had the chance and often let friends and family use the place. We then went on to chat about the various attractions around the area, the best times to go to the beach, good areas for a walk and local restaurants that were worth a visit. Keeping an eye on the time I turned the steaks while we talked.
Five minutes later I announced, "These steaks are just about ready Clare."
"Right then. I'll just get the rest of the things," she said as she headed back to the kitchen.
She returned with a tray holding the salads, plates, cutlery and condiments as I removed the steaks from the BBQ. We quickly arranged everything on the table. While I topped up the glasses Clare served the salad.
We sat back down to enjoy our meal and continued chatting. Clare was an insurance broker in the city. Sounded like she led a very corporate and busy life style. She had been married and was now divorced, no kids, and lived in an apartment just out of the city. She loved the outdoors, particularly the beach. Her idea of the perfect summer was to rent out a beach house for the break and use the opportunity to catch up with family and friends along with working on her tan. Now at the age of 44 she was finally happy with her life and her life choices.
By now we had moved on to a very enjoyable Shiraz varietal red wine. Clare certainly knew her wine. It was a perfect match for the steak. We finished the meal and continued to chat. I pulled my chair back and turned it to face her. It was a beautiful evening. Being the middle of summer it was still light and sunset wouldn't be for about another hour. The sky was clear, the air was still and the temperature was about 23C. I looked over as Clare as she moved her chair into a similar position to face me.
"Good choice of red," I said holding up my glass.
"Thank you," said Clare. "Life's too short to be drinking anything but good wine," she continued with a smile.
"Do you mind?" said Clare as she slipped off her sandals and lifted her feet up onto my leg.
"Sure," I replied. As I took the opportunity to admire her impressive smooth long legs.
She flexed her toes.
"It's a nice little spot here," she said. "I think I've made a good choice for this summer."
"Just gotta keep an eye on those pesky neighbours," I said with a grin.
"I think I have sorted him out," she said with a laugh.
We continued to chat about things. Clare was curious to find out more about my IT career. I explained how I had started working as a computer programmer after graduating from university and had moved through a number of different areas in IT over the years. I had found my niche for the moment in business analysis, including change management, and could turn my hand to project management when required.
"So that would make you about 40?" she asked.
"Forty two actually," I replied.
As we continued chatting I put my empty glass down and started giving Clare a foot massage. I could tell she was enjoying it as she would let out little noises of appreciation as I worked my thumbs gently into the sole of her foot.
"Here's the deal," said Clare, ending the conversation. "You massage my other foot and I will go and get another bottle."
"Fair enough," I replied and finished massaging her left foot and moved onto the right.
While I continued to massage I would occasionally run my hand up and down one of her legs. Her muscle tone was impressive and skin was silky smooth.
