*Any resemblance to real-life situations is coincidence, this is a work of pure fiction*
It's been two summers since the older and attractive Mr. Johnson moved in next door. Sarah often thinks back to that summer day, when she was freshly 18 and found herself lusting over the mysterious stranger whose muscles strained against his gloriously tight shirt as he lugged in boxes from the moving van. While she didn't know exactly what brought him to the house next door, she was incredibly grateful to have noticed a convenient lack of a wife or child helping him move in or inhabiting the house in the month following, before she left for college. This made it easier for her to imagine herself sneaking over in the dead of night, getting on her knees, and showing him just how much she wanted him. Unfortunately, that fall marked the beginning of her college career and the end of her midnight fantasy escapades with the delicious Mr. Johnson. Oh, how her knees got weak at the thought of her hands in his salt and pepper hair and his mouth exploring every inch of her hungry flesh. He would occasionally smile at her and give a polite greeting when he ran into her in the mornings, his olive complexion soaking up the dawn. These little interactions made her heart flutter and her clit pound as she thought about leaping into his arms, kissing him until her mouth went numb, and letting him ravage her body.
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It's been a couple of years and more than a couple of fucks since she first laid eyes on Mr. Johnson. With her newfound independence at college, Sarah sought to show her young, curvy body off and under anybody who'd ask. This was her way of establishing herself as her own woman since back home, her overprotective father had prevented anyone with sexual inclinations for her from coming within a 5 mile radius of their house. It was, in fact, thanks to her fantasies of Mr. Johnson and a little toy she was able to smuggle into her house that she didn't go absolutely feral with lust. When her parents asked her to house-sit for the first couple of weeks of her summer break, all of the emotions she felt for Mr. Johnson flooded back through her body and she was determined to get the real thing this time, without the interference of her parents.
After dropping off her bags in her old bedroom, Sarah examined herself in the mirror before going over to Mr. Johnson's. Since she was traveling, Sarah opted for a simple white crop top that covered only a little bit of skin under her tits and decided to remove the bra just for him. Examining her shorts, they looked fashionably tattered and struggled to hug her ass as a bit peeked out from the bottom. "This should do the trick, any boy back at uni would start drooling if they saw me like this. Hopefully Mr. Johnson is the same way", Sarah mused until she decided to pull one more trick out of her arsenal. She reached for and pulled the strings of her red thong up so they were visible, but not too obvious about what her intentions were.
She quickly put her dark brown hair up with a hair clip, grabbed her phone, and left her house determined and a little nervous. She rang the bell and waited for what felt like the longest 10 seconds of her life. The sight that beheld her when the door opened made her bite her lip in excitement and anticipation. Mr. Johnson seemed to not have aged at all since he first moved in. His tan muscles bulged against his tight shirt and his grey sweatpants hugged all the right places. His hair was damp and messy as if he just got out of the shower. "Hi Mr. Johnson, it's Sarah. I know we didn't really get to be introduced to each other before I left for college, but I just wanted to pop over and say hello and let you know that I am going to be at my parents next door while they're away for a couple of weeks. For, uh,.... safety purposes."
Mr. Johnson, or Rick, was taken aback when this sexy little twenty-something appeared on his doorstep and introduced herself. "Oh, thank you for letting me know. And, feel free to call me Rick. Would you like my number for emergencies since you're going to be by yourself?" Feeling his dick hardening in his boxers, Rick prayed that she didn't notice although something was telling him that that is what she was trying to achieve in the first place.
"Oh yeah! That would be great! Thank you! Maybe we could get to know each other a little more while I'm here, too", Sarah said earnestly, just excited to have access to his number. As Rick typed his number into her phone, Sarah drank him in and saw what she had been dreaming of for the past two years making an appearance in his pants. She smiled to herself and took back her phone, "Thanks Rick!" As she walked back towards her house, she made sure to go slowly and sway her hips side to side for him. It wasn't until she reached her door that she heard his shut.
Once he finally closed his door, Rick could not believe his luck. Sarah, the daughter of his two homely neighbors showed up to his door in barely any clothing and put on a show for him that he would gladly watch any day. She was like a forbidden fruit that he wanted to take a bite out of. "Okay, okay I have to be careful. I don't want to scare her off and I definitely don't want her dad coming after me with a pitchfork" Rick muttered to himself as he went to his kitchen window that directly faced hers and saw her bent over, picking something up. While definitely confident, a part of him doubted if he was even interpreting her signals correctly. Why would a young college girl want him when she clearly didn't need to work to get anyone's attention? Regardless, he knew what he saw and his dick was painfully aware of what he felt.
Rick decided the next morning to message her nonchalantly, "How was your first night alone? Everything go smoothly?"
Sarah almost leapt up when she saw that he had messaged her, but decided that right now, she needed to find a way to get into his house, "yeah, but I wanted to make myself some coffee but found that my parents are all out :("
"Would you want to come over and have a cup? I'm making some right now."
"that would be perfect, I'll be right over!"
Sarah anxiously got up off her bed and fixed herself in her mirror. Her outfit had to be sexy, accessible, and inconspicuous. She had decided on a black top with spaghetti straps and a pink mini-skirt that left little to the imagination when she spun. The top barely contained her tits and she opted out of her bra, hoping it was a little chilly in his house to up the tease-factor. She slipped on some sandals and tussled her hair to make it look like she just woke up before heading out. As she looked in the mirror one last time, she thought to herself, *Yeah, he wants me.*
Rick opted this time to wear a robe, thinking that any boner that would inevitably make an appearance would be less discernable. As the pot started, he heard three knocks and jogged to the door. As he opened the door, he could not believe his eyes, how could she wake up looking so hot?! "Good morning, the kitchen is right this way, I can also make some eggs if you're hungry."
"I think just the coffee will do, Rick, thanks."
"Sorry, it's not done yet, you'll have to wait a bit."
"That's fine, I'm in no rush. It's not like I have anywhere to be right now", Sarah assured him as she sat down and rested her elbows on his table.
*So, she's dressed like that just for me...holy crap I need to find a way into her pants or invest in tissues*, Rick thought. "Really? How's school going, I bet you're really popular with the boys, no?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh! Uh...nothing, I mean-"
