Marissa smiled as she knocked on the door of the next door neighbor. He was new to the neighbor-hood and she thought she would welcome him.
The door was opened by an older man, with thick silver hair and penetrating blue eyes. "Can I help you, young lady?" he asked.
Marissa held out her slender hand. "I'm Marissa. I live next door and thought I'd welcome you to the neighborhood, since you're new."
He reached out to take her hand, saying "I'm Landon."
When their fingers touched, Marissa felt a pure jolt of awareness go through her young body. Wetness dampened the crotch of her panties. She resisted the urge to shudder. She had never had this kind of reaction to an older man. But even the boys she went out with didn't make her feel like this.
Landon knew the effect he had on her, so he released her hand.
"So who else lives here?" Marissa asked, hating the way her voice came out husky.
"No one, just me," Landon replied, and smiled.
The smile made Marissa's cheeks heat up with a blush and said, "Well, it was nice meeting you," then hurried across the yard and into her house.
Inside, Marissa took a deep breath. Why was she having this unprecedented reaction to an older man? She didn't care for older man! Why was her body reacting like she was in heat?
She decided to take a dip in her pool. She needed to cool off.
Two hours later, she laid in a lounge chair, her body oiled, in her skimpy yellow bikini. She was being deliciously lazy, the sun heating her skin. Her strawberry blond ringlets were pulled into a ponytail, and her green eyes were shaded by sunglasses.
Landon went into his backyard and grinned as he peered over the fence to see his sexy neighbor sunning herself on her patio.
As he watched, Marissa stretched and Landon saw her slip a hand down to her cunt, covered by the yellow material.
She began rubbing slowly, "Mmmmmmm, Landon, rub my pussy. It feels sooo good."
Landon's eyes widened. She was fantasizing about him!
She slipped the hand into her bikini bottoms, and began fingering her clit furiously. "Ohhhhh, yes, Landon, rub my little clit!"
She was cumming, Landon thought, as he fisted his hard cock. At his advanced age of 56, he wouldn't have thought that this young twenty-something girl. Maybe I should give her the real thing.
He reached over the fence and released the latch, then walked in.
Marissa didn't hear him approach, and her eyes were closed. He crouched beside her chair and slipped a finger in between her legs.
Her eyes flew open and she jerked off her sunglasses. "Landon! What are you doing?"
