I'd seen her now maybe four times walking her kids to school and pushing a stroller. She was a small Asian woman, always wearing very short skirts and tiny tops in the warm weather. She looked very pretty too. I wondered why she never seemed to have a man in tow. So I started to follow her one day when she walked back from the school, keeping a good distance from her. I soon saw her turn into a driveway of a house. I noted the number, went back to my place and looked up her address on the Internet.
It was a standard 4x2 with a nice large outdoors area and a swimming pool. I imagined her lying outside in the sun, or swimming in a tiny bikini. I was soon extremely aroused.
The next day, she was there at school again and I was going to interact with her somehow. I managed to time my walk past the school at the moment when she came out of the gate. She almost bumped into me with the stroller.
"So sorry!" she apologized, smiling such a lovely smile at me.
"No problem, Mrs.???" I queried.
"Oh, I'm Suzie," she smiled again. Her accent was heavily Asian, probably Thai or Malaysian. "My sons go to school here."
"My son too," I replied, "but he must be in a different class."
"I guess so. Sorry again," she turned to go.
"Can I walk with you?" I asked, "I live not far away."
'Husband waiting," she smiled, "but thank you."
"I'd still like to walk with you," I persisted.
I was decidedly aroused - by her presence, by her sexy smiles and by the fact that she was wearing an almost see-through top, with no obvious bra underneath. Her nipples became quite pointy while she was talking with me.
"Husband not like strange men," she insisted, again turning to walk on.
"I'm just being friendly," I said, smiling.
"I know, but husband very jealous. He says I dress too sexy and will get into trouble," she giggled.
"You do look very sexy...and nice," I added quickly.
"Too many girls from my country sexy but tarts, not nice girls," she went on.
Now she started to walk along the road, heading towards her home. I fell in step beside her and she didn't stop me. In fact, she turned and smiled.
"Which country are you from?" I asked gently.
"From Thailand. My husband from Malaysia β he works there still," she replied.
"Your husband works in Malaysia?" I queried, quite surprised.
"Yes. We bought house here but he not find job, Have to get money where he can."
"I can't believe he'd leave such a lovely girl alone here with 3 children," I murmured.
"Oh, it's not too bad. We have maid. Husband home every month for a week."
"You have a maid?"
"Yes. Nice girl. Only 18. She waiting for me now. She does housework while I take kids to school, then look after baby."
"How interesting. You enjoy life here then?"
"Get lonely. Miss husband. But it's OK."
My plan seemed to be working. We were now almost at her house, although I didn't indicate that I knew that.
"I live here," she giggled, turning into the driveway. "Goodbye. It was nice to chat with you, Mr.???"
"Oh, I'm just Jim," I replied. "But maybe I can come in and chat further?"
"Baby needs sleep now. Not good time." She looked up and down the street. "Husband not like this, but I like your chat. Please to come inside....Jim!"
Her soft velvety laugh had me so aroused I was almost ready to fall on her immediately. Somehow I controlled myself. I followed her up the driveway as the front door was opened by a stunningly pretty Asian girl.
"This Jane," she introduced us. "Jane, take baby for sleep. Jim will have β coffee or tea?"
Jane curtseyed to me, her big eyes looking adoringly into my face. She looked so tiny, I doubted that she was even 18. I smiled back.
"Tea, please, green if you have it please, Jane."
The girl fluttered her eyes at me and nodded.
Suzie ushered me through the house, passing the stroller to the girl.
"We can sit in garden. You like?" she asked softly.
"Of course. Spending any moments with you is better than being alone at my big house," I replied.
She blushed.
"You naughty to say that. Husband very jealous," but she was smiling broadly.
She dropped into a lounge chair, her little skirt leaving nothing hidden. I had a lovely view of her tiny white panties. She made no attempt to hide anything.
"You like what you see?" she giggled, watching my eyes roam over her body.
"Sorry, but yes. I like very much what I can see. You are beautiful woman."
"Thank you....Jim. But your eyes look at me .... like a tart," she giggled but then frowned.
"I'm sorry. I cannot avoid looking when I see such a lovely woman. You are sexy, pretty and sweet. I wish you were not married."
"Maybe not really married," she murmured, grinning. "Maybe lost husband. Maybe just use for protection."
"Or maybe your husband is just away and you are feeling lonely? I always see you walking to school looking very sexy. Many men must try to talk with you."
"Baby frightens men away. Think I am safe married woman. Scares them!" she chuckled. "But not you!"
"Oh, I was scared to talk with you. I thought I might get involved in a jealous husband scene. But you are too pretty to resist."
She smiled very sexily and shifted so that her legs moved apart even further. There was a clear wet patch between her legs. She was getting very aroused. I suddenly wondered whether she'd noticed my extremely hard erection that must be bulging in my clothes.
"Yes. You big already!" she giggled looking directly at my crotch.
Just at that moment, the young maid came out carrying a tray. I now noticed that she was wearing similar clothes to Suzie, perhaps her skirt was even shorter. Despite her small size, she had a perfect figure, nicely rounded, with slim legs. My cock lurched strongly.
"I see Jane interests you too," laughed Suzie.
"I'm sorry. Am I that obvious? She is very beautiful too."
"Hard cock very obvious," giggled Suzie, as the young girl looked down and smiled broadly too.
"Jane, you put baby sleeping?" she asked the young girl.
"Yes, miss," replied the girl, flirting with me with her eyes.
"Go to shops now. List on fridge. See you later."
The girl's eyes went sad, but she walked slowly away. Some moments later she called out 'bye" and the door closed behind her.