Ever since I was a teenager I always fantasized about my neighbor Lisa. She had lived alone in the house across from mine and my window had a perfect view over her fence onto her back porch. I grew up watching her tan in the summers, mesmerized by every inch of her body. She had platinum blonde hair, breasts that spilled out of her bikini, and an ass that has not aged a day since her 20s. Though she was nearly 50, she still seemed as though she was in her prime.
I had just finished my freshman year of college and was finally back for the summer. I was a good looking guy, 6’0 tall, put on a decent amount of muscle from the gym, and frequently caught looks from girls on campus. However, most of the girls at school were inexperienced and I never found myself satisfied throughout the year. It wasn’t until I came home that I remembered how much I lusted after Lisa.