Something Hot Across the Street
Published early as a preview here in our chat forum on Monday, July 18, 2022.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Wednesday, July 19, 2022.

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Two summers ago, this gorgeous 40-something-year-old lady moved into the neighborhood. Short and skinny; just outright beautiful, and she loved mowing her lawn in short skirts and tight blouses! This shows off her beautiful perfect rounded breast as well.

One Saturday, the mailman accidentally put some of her mail in with my mail. So I walked over to her house, and rang the doorbell, but I didn't get a response. Then I heard some giggling coming from her backyard, So I decided to investigate.n't When I walked into her backyard, I could tell that the laughter was coming from her upper deck. I sneaked up a step to see what the hell was going on, and there she laid. She was tied up onto her patio recliner chair facing me, but she didn't see me because she was blindfolded.

A man was there, but I couldn't see his face because he was on her back looking in the opposite direction. He was bent over over, and he was running his fingers over her bare feet. At first, I thought she was giggling because she thought it was funny, but when I looked at her face, she was beaded with sweat, and she was barely able to breathe. It looked like she was about to pass out from pure exhaustion.

Even though I was turned on by what I was seeing, I knew that I needed to get out of there before I was busted.

As I was leaving, I thought I'd put her mail into her mailbox, but if I had, I wouldn't have had a chance to meet her when she was alone. So on Monday evening I went back over to her house.

When she unlocked, and opened her door, I had to quickly catch my breath. The sight of her took my breath away. She was wearing a sexy strapless office dress, leather high heels with open toe pumps, and she had purple nail polish on.

I introduced myself, and she introduced herself as Ms. Waterlily. I told her I had come over because the mailman had accidentally given me some of her mail. I learned that she’s a sweet, friendly lady!  She even asked me what I was doing for dinner.

I replied, "I'm not sure."

She told me that she had a large pizza baking in the oven, and that there was no way she could eat it all by herself. So I did the smart thing, and told her I'd love to join her. Then asked me if anybody had seen me come over, and I told her that nobody had. After establishing that each of us was single, I wondered who the man I saw was, but I didn't dare ask.

When I asked why she was dressed up so nicely, she chuckled, and told me that she works as a hostess at a high end Art gallery. I told her that if she didn't mind me saying so, she looked beautiful in that outfit, and she blushed as she took the pizza out of the oven!

We then sat down at the dining table, which has a transparent glass top. That's when I noticed her kickoff pumps, but I pretended not to see them. When I thought she wasn't looking, I took a quick look at her beautiful bare feet, but she caught me, and she started laughing. But I played it cool, and that's when things escalated, I kid you not.

As I went back to eat, that's when I felt something soft against my growing cock. It felt like a foot, but I figured I was imagining it. Then I saw her staring at me with a big smile. It was like she was looking into my soul! That's when I felt something wiggling on my groin, and it's also when she motioned for me to look down.

When I did, she was barefoot, resting on my cock with her  five little toes wiggling against me. I thought to myself, hell, yes! Then things started to escalate even  more, and I began to sweat. I knew this was no dream. It was pure HEAVEN!

She crawled under the table, unzipped my jeans, and ripped the button off of my boxers. My cock popped right out like it was a Slinky toy! She smiled when she saw my white milk erupt like a volcano. She told me that she had to cap it off, and then she grabbed a zip lock bag with some duck tape.

I blurted out that I loved her, and she told me that we should go upstairs. She laid face down on her bed with her little white wrinkly feet, and all ten little tootsies wiggling away. I threw myself onto them, and started thrusting back and forth. After about an hour, I stood up to see that the bag had ripped open, probably about 59 minutes prior. It was really moist, and sticky. It was was painful because the duct tape had ripped out most of my pubic hair. It took her about another 30 seconds to pull her feet apart, and she will shocked to see that most of my fur was now on her beautiful soles.

She sweetly asked me to remove it, so I grabbed an old toothbrush to scrape it off  with the help of some hot soapy water. That worked wonderfully, as it not only removed it, she was forced to lay there screaming, and laughing into her pillow. The tickling was like hell for her, so she screamed for me to hurry.

The more I hurried, though, the more ticklish it was for her. But after a few seconds, tt was off.

She laid there hyperventilating, and trying to catch their breath. After about ten long minutes, she finally got her composure back. She told me that she'd have to call in sick tomorrow, and I told her that I'd have to do the same. She then asked me something that shocked me. She asked if I would like to spend the night, so I told her I would. Then asked if I had any sexually transmitted diseases. I told her that I didn't, which was the truth. She told me that was good, and that she was also disease free.

When I was worried about her getting pregnant, she told me not to worry because she had birth control pills. But I decided to play it safe, so I ran back to my house, hopped into my car, and drove to a 24-hour pharmacy to buy a pack of condoms. Then I rushed back to her house where we fucked the rest of the night.

By early morning her  pussy was completely wet, which I cleaned up. The condom I used was flooded with semen.

I then called my boss to leave a voice message saying that I wasn’t feeling well, and that I'd be out for the day. She did the same. Then she put on a Sexy short nightgown, and made us some coffee. While we were waiting for the coffee to be ready, I gave her a back rub, which she loved. Afterward, we went into the living room to watch the morning news while cuddling on the love sofa.

After about five minutes, she had to run to the bathroom to pee, especially after drinking two cups of coffee, and four glasses of water. When she hurried back, she notice that my erection was sticking out of my boxers, so she started stroking it with her soft little hands. She drained the semen right out of me.

I returned the favor by placing my right hand up her nightgown, and then shoving my fingers into her vagina. She screamed, and had a massive orgasm at the same time, which was followed by lots of giggling. The tickling only made it worse. She told me that if I didn't stop, she'd wet herself. I started tickling her harder, which made her fall over in a deafening laugh! Then she peed all over my hand, which left her humiliated, and out of breath.

She then ran to the bathroom, and returned with the biggest condom she had. She took off her nightgown, and I took off my underwear. We spent the rest of the morning having hot sweaty sex!

Afterward, I gave her a big kiss, and headed home for lunch.

It turns out that this was just a one-night stand! A week later I found out that her boyfriend lives with her, and he was out of town for the week on business, leaving me to wonder for months if she enjoys kinky stuff with him. But some things are just not meant to be found out!

We still live across the street from each other, but the only thing we do now is to wave hello when we're outside, and that’s it.