She’s about my age. Her looks are pretty average. Just another mom on the block. Short, curly brown hair. Glasses. Nice body. Fit, but doesn’t look like she spends any time at the gym. Boobs are on the smaller side. Butt has a nice shape. She wouldn’t stand out in a crowd. But there’s something about her. I saw it when they first moved in. I was working in the yard and she walked by with her dog and stopped to chat. I couldn’t help but fantasize:
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I’m home alone, digging in the yard, feeling pretty good. Sweating and aching with exertion shoveling dirt around. She stops asks what I’m up to. We chat a bit. I turn to show her something and catch her looking me over as I turn back. We catch eyes. Her lips flash a tiny, embarrassed smile. She tries to laugh it off. I hold her gaze and smile back. The moment feels like forever as we each try to decide what comes next.
Finally she brakes the silence. Her face softens and looking me dead in the eyes she says, “looks like you’re pretty good with your hands.” My heart jumps. I gather myself as best I can and tell her she should see the workshop I built in the backyard. “I’ll show you.” “Okay.”
The gate to the backyard latches behind us. She lets the dog off the leash to wander around. I take her into the workshop. She leans against the workbench. Her eyes have gained confidence and flirtation. “Looks like you do good work.” “I’ve wanted you since the day you moved in.”
I wrap one hand around the back of her neck and pull her lips to mine. She tenses a moment before letting herself fall into it. Her arms wrap around me. With my other hand I take hold of her ass. I’d spent so much time staring at it. Here it was in my grasp and feeling as perfect as I’d hoped.
It wasn’t long before she undid the button and zipper on my jeans. She hooked her fingers into my underwear and pulled it all down. Her lips left mine. I watched her drop to her knees. Felt her hand around my cock. Looked into her eyes when she looked up at me and slid me over her tongue.
She was thoughtful and deliberate. I could see she enjoyed it. Her pace and focus told me she’d been thinking about this for awhile, too. I wrapped my fingers through her hair and let myself enjoy every moment. She took me with joy and ease.
When I’d had enough I lifted her chin in my hand and brought her back to her feet. “Turn around and out your hands on the workbench.” I cupped her small breast in one hand and undid her pants with the other. Slid my fingers into her cotton panties. She was trimmed, but not bare. My fingers glided over her hair and between her lips. She moaned as I passed over her clit and teased her hole. She was soaked. I was hungry for her.
I couldn’t wait another moment. The way she was grinding against me said she couldn’t either. I pulled her pants and panties down. Teased her from behind with my fingers as I came back up. Took my cock in hand and pressed it against her pussy. “Beg me.”
“Oh god. Please. I’ve wanted this for so long. I need you to fuck me now.”
Before she could finish I pushed deep into her. Her knees buckle and she falls harder onto me. Grabbing her hips I pull myself in as far as possible. She lets out a half grunt, half moan. I pump in and out of her. She’s not loud. Her moans are soft but full of ecstasy. They become more frequent. Her body tenses and shivers. Her breath catches and her pussy grabs tightly around me.
Her orgasm triggers mine. I pull her down and start pumping her full of cum. We live that ecstatic moment for a lifetime. Then release. Every ounce of tension gone.
When we regain our senses she suddenly spins around, “fuck. I’m not on birth control. You shouldn’t have cum inside me.” “We’re clear. I’m snipped. I have enough kids.”
She smiles, relieved. She pulls her panties and pants back on leaving my cum inside her. “Good. Then we should do this again.” I’m buttoning my pants when I reply, “I’ve wanted to do that with you the moment I saw you moving in.”
She reaches up and gives me on last long kiss before waking out to get her dog and continue her walk up the street.
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