It was a warm Saturday night in June. I was preparing for my best friend Tasha's graduation party and I'd chosen a short white sundress, one that that hugged my boobs and barely covered the top of my thighs. It was my last ditch effort to seduce her before we both left for college. With her beautiful cocoa skin, pouty lips and round curves, I hadn't been able to stop fantasizing about her for the last year. Tonight, I planned on giving her a going away present that would make her toes curl; especially, now that her boyfriend Tyrone was kicked to the curb.
"Have you met the neighbors yet?" asked my mom, poking her head into my bedroom.
"Yeah, kind of," I answered, running a brush through my long red hair. "They're a little weird."
My mom's eyes narrowed. "How so?"
I just shrugged.
There was no way I was going to tell her that I'd been laying out in the sun earlier this afternoon, while she was at work, and I'd actually witnessed them fucking in their backyard.
"Well, I think they're very nice. In fact, they asked if you'd be free to babysit next weekend for their one year old."
I nodded. "I think I'm free."
I could certainly use the money.
"Well, could you do me a favor and let them know before you leave, tonight? Otherwise, I'll forget."
My mom works as a nurse. Her hours are long and she's usually exhausted by the time she makes it home. She'd definitely forget if I didn't do something about it myself.
I applied a thick layer of cherry flavored lip gloss and smacked my lips. "Sure, mom."
She left my room and I thought back to scene earlier, of the neighbors getting hot and heavy when I was just an earshot away. They had to have known I was in the backyard, with my loud music playing. Of course, with the shrubs and trees, they probably couldn't see me, which was probably for the best; I'd had my top off and was trying to catch a little sun so I wouldn't look like Casper the Friendly Ghost when I made it to Tasha's party, later that evening. Anyway, I heard the neighbor lady moaning between songs and it had actually made me so hot, I'd went inside, pulled out my vibrator and got down to business. What was even better was that my bedroom faced their backyard, so I'd actually seen the husband's hard ass pumping into his wife, her tits jiggling with every thrust. Oh, and she'd been loving every minute of it while I'd been upstairs staring down at them, rubbing my pussy as I fantasized about riding her face as he fucked her. Needless to say, I came almost as hard as they did.
I took one last look in the mirror, added a little perfume, and told my mother I was leaving.
"Drive safely," she said. "Remember, there are lots of cops around. Don't do anything stupid."
"You're so paranoid," I said.
She kissed my forehead. "I'm just old and wise."
As I was leaving, I remembered what she told me about letting the neighbors know about next weekend, so I went over and knocked on the door.
"Hi," I said, when the wife answered the door.
She was taller than me with long dark hair and deep brown eyes. I figured her to be somewhere close to thirty.
She grinned broadly. "Oh, hi. You must be Ashley? I'm Vale."
I nodded. "Um, yeah my mom said you needed a babysitter for next weekend?"
She smiled. "Yes. Come on in and meet my husband. My parents are watching Billy tonight, otherwise, I'd have you meet him, too."
I waved my hand. "That's okay. I'm great with children. I'm sure we'll get along just fine."
I followed her inside where her husband was sitting on the couch, his back to us, playing some kind of video game on the television.
She cleared her throat. "Um, honey? The girl from next door is here."
"Oh, hold on one second," he said, trying to kill a monster with some kind of fiery sword.
She smiled at me. "Sorry, he's still such a big kid himself."
I smacked my gum. "No problem."
He swore as he died and then put down the joystick he'd been using. When he stood up and turned around, my breath caught in my throat and I almost choked on my gum.
Fucking gorgeous...
Dark hair, clear blue eyes, and dimples that probably got him his way; all the time. Thinking about his perfectly sculpted ass pumping into wife earlier that day, started another fire between my legs.
"Hi," he smiled, holding out his warm hand. "I'm Shane."
I smiled and stared into his eyes, feeling like a lovesick puppy. "Hi."
"So," he said, still smiling. "You're the girl next door."
I laughed at the way he said it. I'd always pictured the girl next door as someone demure, innocent, and sweet.
If he only knew.
"Your mom says you're going away to college in a couple of months?" asked Vale.
I nodded. "Yeah. T.C.U."
"We met in college," said Shane, turning towards his wife. "Those were some good times, huh Vale?"
She licked her lips and smiled. "Definitely."
He put an arm around her. "Poor Vale, she met me and I kind of tied her down."
Fuck, he could tie me down...
She threw her head back and laughed. "Literally."
I could tell the smile he gave her held many intimate secrets.
"See," he murmured, turning back to me. "She was a free spirit when I met her; reckless, unabashed, and very sexy. She's still that way today, except now with our youngest, it's been very exhausting for her to say the least. She hasn't been able to let loose her wild side anymore."
"I'm sure," I said, wondering where this was going.
"It's my birthday, today," she said, moving away from us. "I was just about to open a bottle of champagne. Would you share a toast with us?"
"I'm only eighteen," I said, biting the side of my lip. "but, happy birthday, Vale."
"Oh, you're an adult now and its only one small glass. If you won't tell, we won't," said Shane.
I smiled. "That sounds good to me."
Vale disappeared and Shane's eyes traveled down my tight white dress. "You look like you're ready to break some hearts in that dress. Going to a party?"
