So having moved to a new area it was a delight to find that all our new neighbours seemed very friendly, most having children of their own, and accommodating. It was new estate and therefore at some stage everybody was new. To this end the older couple who lived at the opening to the estate organised a little get together and everybody got on famously.
Being the sort of gent that enjoys the company of ladies and appreciates the conversation, attitude and indeed pleasures that only a lady can provide I surveyed the new neighbours for prospective 'fantasy fodder' and I was not disappointed. Although the bathroom/en-suites had frosted glass if you screwed your eyes up tight and used a degree of imagination it was almost, just almost possible, to see the forms behind them. Over the weeks and months that followed both myself and my lovely wife got to know some of the neighbours well and enjoyed their company greatly. As time progressed I began to feel that my next door neighbour, a lovely young lady from Northern Ireland, was taking a little more interest in me than was strictly necessary and being a family man, albeit with a roving eye, I took it at face value and just flirted a little. I had often noticed that when I was home alone Katie would be in her garden in little shorts and a skimpy vest top but hey it was summer. Of course I took every opportunity to study her form and could often make out the outline of her nipples as they stiffened in the breeze. Again being sensible I did not act upon this merely watched, enjoyed and perhaps fantasised.
Now my work takes me all over the country and even sometimes to Northern Ireland, Katie's birthplace and having mentioned in passing that I was going to be working a weekend there in late December it came as something of a surprise when she said she was going home just before Christmas to see family, deliver presents, and catch up with old friends -- the same weekend I was going to be there..... I thought little of it until two days prior to that weekend when she asked where I was staying and if I fancied a 'wee' drink on the Saturday night. Naturally I expected that she would be out with friends both nights but commented that wouldn't it be odd for me to join her and friends. She replied that it might not be a good idea to do that, so quizzically I said but it is just a drink or two isn't it? So we exchanged numbers, I had never had any reason to have her number previously, and off I merrily went to Belfast. Friday evening went by and Saturday at work all I could think was what will happen this evening still innocently thinking I'd see the sights and some nice bars but not really expecting anything erotic.
