Sam was a small man who worked a small job and lived in a small house. At 5’3″ he seemed to get the short end of most jokes, bad jokes, jokes that don’t even reach the bar of most bad jokes.
Sam’s neighbor was a tall, curvy woman. That was Sam’s type. He wanted to get lost in a mountain of a woman. Someone he could climb like Everest or could squash him like a bug. Julie was just that kind of woman. Boy did he yearn for her.
One Sunday afternoon Sam was outside planting some roses, he loved roses, when he heard, “aw fuck” come from his neighbor’s yard. He knew at once that it was Julie. He dusted off the dirt and walked over to the fence. His eyes widened as his gaze fall upon the ample posterior of Julie. Her jeans were stretched taunt across her ass, threatening to burst.
Snapping himself back to reality he asked what was wrong. Julie looked over her left shoulder and smiled. “Sam! You are my knight in little armor. Please come here.” She waved him over from her knees. Her arms were moving emphatically which caused her DDDs to wave back and forth. A hard bump was apparent on each of her glorious mounds. Sam felt himself start to get aroused so he stayed on the other side of the fence.
“Sam, please?! I lost my grandmother’s locket. It dropped down under the porch. I can’t squeeze in there,” she looked down at her breasts, “for obvious reasons.”
Sam almost fell over as Julie placed a hand under each breast, lifted, and dropped them so they bounced entrancing under her tight white shirt.
Sam didn’t remember walking over there but there he was, on his hands an knees, about to crawl through a tiny opening the lattice. “It’s a golden heart locket,” Julie said. Sam turned his head to the right and ran face into her deep cleavage. He shook his head ‘yes’ without moving his eyes. Julie chuckled and smacked him on the ass. In he went.
It didn’t take long before he found the locket, it wasn’t that far in. Julie might have been able to reach it if she tried, Sam chuckled to himself. He was back out from under the porch quickly.
“Eeeeekkk, my hero,” Julie grabbed Sam’s neck and pulled him in close, smashing his head between her pillows. She held him there tight until he couldn’t breathe. Finally, after a heavenly eternity, Julie let Sam pull back. He smiled as he gasped for air.
Sam sat back against the lattice and Julie giggled. Sam followed her gaze to see his erection pushed hard against his shorts.
“My my my,” Julie teased, “we are big where it counts aren’t we?” Still on her knees, she crawled over in front of Sam.
“Did you like getting smothered by my big, soft tits?” Julie punctuated the last 4 words with a chest jiggle.
Sam could only shake his head yes, he was lost for words.
Julie’s smile widened as her hand moved towards the the strained crotch of Sam’s shorts. But she stop short and pulled back. “I’m sorry Sam, you know I’m married. I want to but I can’t.” She squished her thighs together and bit her lower lip. “But I do need to thank you for finding the locket.”
Julie’s eyes lit up, “I know, I’ll be right back.” Off she went into the house.
Sam sat on the ground a minute longer, unsure that what just happened had in fact happened. Maybe he was passed out in his rose bed, dehydrated and bloody from the thorns.
Sam stood up, adjusted his erection, and started to walk back to his house. When he got to the door he heard Julie yell, “wait.” She ran over, tits bouncing up and down (did she take her bra off?) and met Sam on his step. She was still taller than him even though he was up 2 steps.
Julie held out a white card, “here, take this and call this number. Tell them that I sent you and you want to see Riley.”
Sam slowly extended his hand in disbelief. “Wha-” he began but got cut off. “If you liked what I did over there, you will love Riley.”
Sam took the card and mumbled a thanks.
Julie smiled, hopped in excitement, turn and left. Sam’s eyes followed her all the to her door. “Call, like now” she hollered before closing the door.
Sam blinked twice, shook his head and went inside. He flipped the card over in his hand twice, “what the fuck just happened?”
*Buzz Buzz*
Sam looked at his phone, it was a text from Julie. “Did you call yet? Tell me all about it when you get back.”
Sam clicked the home button on his phone, looked at the card, and dialed the number.
“Hello, thanks for calling FFE, how many I direct your call?”
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnty9n/air_is_overrated_part_1_the_neighbor