With nowhere to go this summer I’ve been spending a lot of time in my backyard tanning. I’ll usually wear a bikini, thong bottom, strapless top. When I tan my back I’ll sometimes take my top off entirely because I really hate tanlines.
Not every time, but most of the time, within the 10 minutes of when I go out to tan, my neighbor decides its a great time to sit on his deck, where he happens to have a pretty clear view of my tanning. And usually when I go inside he wraps up his time on the deck. This could be really creepy, but he’s a single guy living alone, and while he’s too old for me to do anything with really, he’s not so old that I’m put off by this.
Today I went out in my classic outfit and low and behold, my neighbor was also right on cue. I did my usual tan my front, flip over, take off my top, start my back. But this time, he was in for a special treat…