Let me start off with some background info. When I was in high school, a new family moved in next-door. I immediately found myself attracted to the mom of the family, Zoey. She was around 5’ 10”, with a very curvy figure. She had C-cup tits that were unbelievably perky. Her hair was brown and shoulder length and her eyes were bright green. Now, as hot as this woman was, her husband was very much the opposite. He was very chubby with a red face, glasses, and a balding head. I, for the life of me, could not figure out how they were together. I felt like Ben Wyatt reacting to Jerry and Gayle from Parks and Rec.
Anyways, she was incredibly hot, and she quickly turned into my ultimate fantasy. Every time she mowed the lawn in her short shorts and tight tank top, I found a reason to go outside. Over the years, I would even purposely do things in my yard shirtless if I knew she was outside. I thought I had caught her watching me once or twice but convinced myself I was imagining it. I never had the courage to do anything other than that or some mild flirting when we bumped into each other. I didn’t think anything would ever actually happen in my wildest dreams.