A few years ago a new neighbor moved in across the street from us. We are Dana and Frank and we're a long time married couple (over 25 years) who opened our marriage up about ten years ago. Dana is a voluptuous brunette who discovered a greater level of sexuality and confidence when she found out how many younger guys wanted to enjoy her pleasures. I'm pretty fit and work at it. I enjoy pleasuring a woman of any age and have never had a complaint about my above average equipment.
Our new neighbor was a guy named Darren. He was a Marine Corps veteran working for the government and his live-in girlfriend (at that time) worked at a local gym. The result was that they were both pretty fit and given that they were both in their late twenties at the time, let's just say their fit bodies and friendly personalities were very attractive to an older couple who would have thoroughly enjoyed playing with them.
We met Darren and would share conversation anytime we were all out doing yardwork or coming and going from wherever. He was a nice enough guy but his girlfriend seemed a bit stand-offish. Time passed and the girlfriend moved out. We never asked Darren about it but he eventually shared that his girlfriend was disappointed with how much time he spent on travel for work so she bailed out.
Across the next few months he rented out two room sin his house and we (my wife and I) met his roomies within days of each moving in. The first new roomie was Brad, a local hardware store manager recently separated from his wife. The second roomie was Darren's sister Regina whose nickname was Reena. Brad was an early-30-something average guy with dark hair and a full beard. He had a friendly personality and greeted us every time he saw us outside or in his store or anywhere. Reena was a 20-something redhead with a good body, a smattering of freckles and long curly hair. She too was very friendly and we would chat anytime we were all out or ran into each other anywhere.
Then the coronavirus thing happened. Stay at home orders went into effect all around the country and people started getting a bit stir crazy (including us) from having to restrict their normal activities. It was about five weeks into this situation when Dana and I were out doing yardwork one Saturday. Darren and Reena were out in the yard doing the same but Darren couldn't get his lawnmower started. I lent him mine and every now and then we'd take breaks to chat across the street or in the same yard but from ten or more feet away. We were all very conscious of "social distancing."
Darren was working without a shirt and his skin shone with sweat. Dana made several quiet comments to me that she was enjoying the eye candy while he worked. I certainly wasn't complaining as Reena worked around the yard in a pair of short shorts and a tight tank top. I couldn't tell if she had a bra on or not, but if she did it was super thin and flimsy because her perky nipples on what looked like B-cup tits were easy to see. When neither of our neighbors could hear us, I commented to Dana that I was really enjoying the eye candy and I hope she was too. She agreed and told me she really was. I commented further that I knew it would never happen but if I ever got my chance with Reena, Dana was more than welcome to enjoy Darren.
Dana surprised me when she asked, "Can I have them both?" She had never expressed any bi-sexual interest before and I wondered what it was about Reena that made her feel different.
"Darren and Reena?" I asked. The surprise was clear in my voice.
"No, silly," Dana answered me with a chuckle and a grin. "Darren and Brad." That removed my surprise at her interest in Reena, as she didn't have any, but I was almost equally surprised that she was interested in Brad. She had never expressed any interest in him at all, and since one of her ex's was named Brad, I always thought his name was a bit of a turn off for her. Still, I thought it was hot that she'd want both of them at the same time (I love it when her slut shows through her controlled demeanor) so I readily agreed. Absolutely. She could have Darren and Brad - separate or together - if I could enjoy Reena. We both chuckled at the pleasant thought, believing that none of them would ever have any interest in us as we were old enough to be their parents.
That's where we left it, finished our yard work, relaxed and enjoyed the evening. The next day was a work day for Dana even though it was Sunday so she was up, ready and gone by six-thirty in the morning. Around eight I was out walking the dog and as I came back down our street I saw that Reena was out on her front porch with a cup of coffee. She loves our dog so it didn't surprise me when she came down off the porch to come over and give him some attention. He'll take attention from about anyone so his tail was wagging so hard his whole back end was moving back and forth. His leash is six feet and he was at the end of it, fully extended, so even as Reena squatted down to say hi and pet him she was still properly "social distanced."
We exchanged pleasantries and enjoyed the view of her in what I guessed was her pajamas: sweat pants and a t-shirt. It was obvious that she was wearing no bra as her tits moved freely beneath the thin material. I guessed her boobs to be about a healthy B-cup or maybe a small C. Her nipples seemed to stay perpetually erect, poking through the t-shirt material. Reena either didn't care or didn't notice. I did my best not to ogle her young body. Her long curly red hair was pulled up in a loose bun on top of her head exposing her neck - and I've always been a sucker for a woman's exposed neck. I love to nipple, lick, kiss and suck on that tender flesh. That was the thought that distracted me when Reena's voice brought me back. "You okay?"
"Huh?" I said.
"You okay?" she asked, still petting Jack. "You seemed somewhere else there for a moment."
"I'm sorry," I said. "I'm fine. I just got distracted."
Reena must have seen where I was looking because she looked down at her own chest and then back up at me with a smile. "I'm sorry," she said. "I don't usually go out without a bra but I didn't even think about it just for morning coffee and then I saw your dog and..." Her voice trailed away as she went back to focusing her attention on the dog. I noticed her eyes looking at my crotch though and I knew she could see the growing bulge - the result of me thinking about her neck and tits and the rest of her.
Without taking her eyes off the dog, Reena kept talking to me as she gave him attention. "The thing is," she said kind of quietly, "is that this whole coronavirus thing has really had an impact on everyone's social life and I haven't been able to see any of my usual boyfriends for weeks."
"Boyfriends?" I asked, with an emphasis on the S. "No one special guy for you?"
"Not yet," she replied, still focusing on the dog as if ashamed of what she was saying. "I'll find the right one I'm sure, but for now there are a few guys I date."
