This is the story of how I first met my neighbours. This is not what I expected at all but was something I still treasure to this day. I bought the house roughly four years ago. It’s a relatively modest 3 bedroom semi-detached house in a good area of town. My back garden was slopping and this is something I wanted to rectify rather quickly while we were in the summer months.
This would have been maybe the second weekend I had been in. Only saw my attached neighbours in passing but not to speak to. They seemed nice, at first I thought it was a single dad with his grown-up daughter. The age gap was fairly jarring, to begin with. She is a slim red-headed 5’5 late 20’s maybe early 30’s and holds it fantastically. He is broad, chunky and barreled chested. Bald with thick hands standing at least six feet. The kind of man who has been doing manual labour since he left school. He wasn’t lean but you could tell he was physically strong and tough. Being generous he must be in his early 50’s leaving a minimum of 20 years between them. So I hope you can understand when I say I thought they were father and daughter. I wasn’t meaning to be judgmental. But that was the most logical answer for me. But the idea they were father and daughter never crossed my mind again after the second weekend living there.
So there I was the second Saturday I had been living there on a gorgeous July morning, roughly 9:30-10 am. I have been out digging since probably 8 am. It begins to get hot and the work I am doing isn’t doing anything to cool me down. I hear a high pitched whistling to my left. The young female neighbour is out in a vest and shorts. The soft cotton type which I assume she uses as PJ’s hanging out washing. I can see her out the corner of my eye over the fence due to my back garden being on a slop I am slightly higher than theirs. I try not to gawk at her but there is no denying she is very attractive. Then to my surprise, she skips over to the fence on her tiptoes she rests her arms on them and looks over.
“Hello, looks like you have your work cut out for you today. I’m Jenny by the way.”
I smile back relieved to have happy friendly neighbours and I introduce myself back. We begin a small discussion, which is cut short by a deep voice shouting out the window overlooking the back garden.
“Jenny?”
We both look up to see what I now know is her partner stood in their master bedroom shirtless summoning her up. He stared down in an intense gaze I portrayed as anger. Jenny cheerfully looked back at me with a cheeky grin winked and said “Nice to meet you matt” as she skipped back away. As she entered back into the house I look back up to the gentleman he stands still staring down. although he is bald he has a thick matte of chest hair. The way he looked down I couldn’t help but be intimidated. I wave up to clear the air. Without smiling he responses doing the same.
It was hard to see due to the brightness outside and the darkness of the room, but I could just make out Jenny entering the bedroom. By this point, I turn back to my hard work. Their window is still open. They are only maybe 20 feet away. On this still summers morning, their conversation travels. I try not to eves drop but I catch the odd word from jenny’s mouth.
“Please… Right now…I want it…”
That sort of thing. Suddenly the man’s voice in a deep tone breaks through my spade strikes and stops me dead.
“Suck my cock”
I hear a playful chuckle from Jenny in response.
It takes me at least 20 seconds to realise I have stopped working and breathing to see if I can hear anymore. I am fighting the urge to look around but I eventually give in and glance back for a second. All I can see is his gorilla-like back in the window and his head tilted slightly down as he pants heavy. I focus hard to hear the slight slurping noises from Jenny. My heart is racing and I can feel myself get hard. Now I am no longer working at all.
I brave another look just as I do I hear jenny speak. Her voice is clear as day, she isn’t shouting but it’s like I am in the same rooms as them.
“Fuck me, daddy!”
I see her come to her feet and he kisses her hard before what I assume is forcefully throwing her to the bed. due to the angle now all I can see is his upper back and head. Suddenly a moan of ecstasy comes from Jenny as he slides his cock inside her. It sounds like pure joy coming from her. A reaction he gets from years of experience of fucking. He knows exactly what she wants and how to give it to her. I see one of Jenny’s feet come up to his shoulder and he grabs her leg. I see him thrust hard again. Jenny moans like his cock is made for her.
Now I am standing in my garden staring up at their open window with a hard bulge. He really begins to start laying it down on her. I see her second foot arrive at his shoulder. He begins to slam himself inside her. I can hear her ass slap against his pelvis and her moans are beginning to become out of control.
“Harder, daddy fuck me harder.”
She screams out. She suddenly goes quiet and I can just make out her toes curling. She remains silent for a good 10 seconds. But if anything his fucking has become more intense. The slapping now sounds like a hard rhythmic round of applause. Which cascades abruptly into an eruption of passion from Jenny as she climaxes harder than I have ever heard.
Her legs collapsed from his shoulders in dead weight. I see him back up pulling his cock out and disappearing out of view. All of a sudden Jenny stands looking out the window directly at me. I quickly look away, broken out of my trance. and quickly pick up my shovel next thing I hear is the high pitched whistling once again and Jenny is in the garden. She puts her head over my fence once more asks if I’m ok. Looks up at her open window for a long moment then back at me. Looking me up and down, seeing my bulge. Looks me right in the eye and says “Have a good day” smiles cheekily and skips off once again.
Now every Saturday morning like clockwork I hear them fuck. My bedroom is next to theirs. Their window is always open on Saturday morning, as is mine.