1. Neighbor Terri


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: bareman, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    As Tim climbed the stairs to go brush his teeth and get the flavor of cum out of his mouth yet again, he reflected on how he got into this situation. When Terri moved in with the next door neighbor, he noticed those big tits like any other man would. They were huge and bullet shaped, and looked like they belonged on the front bumper of a ’57 Cadillac, full and pointed and jutting out proudly. At 29, she knew how to work her assets too, drawing attention away from her poor complexion and otherwise unremarkable body by wearing scoop necked tops and tight sweaters to highlight those big tits. Over the summer she got into the habit of lying out in the sun in Tommy’s backyard, affording Tim some discreet viewing from his second floor window. Terri would sometimes come over to the fence to chat when Tim worked out in the yard, and over time she started to become quite flirtatious. Although he was flattered, Tim tried to keep his distance. After all, Tom owned the house next door and Tim would still have to be his neighbor after Terri went on down the road. Plus, Tom was known around their small town to be kind of a tough guy, and Tim didn’t want to get on the bad side of a guy who already intimidated him. Although he didn’t know it at the time, the turning point came one day when Tim had just finished cutting the grass, enjoying covert glances at Terri while he worked. He had just entered the house and was starting to peel off his sweaty clothes to shower before going to work at ...
    his second shift job, when there was a knock at the door. Refastening his shorts, he answered Terri’s knock. “Hey Tim, I’m sorry to bother you, but my computer’s down and I’m expecting an important email. Could I use yours to check if they sent it yet?” “Um, sure. Come on in,” he said, embarrassed at having her seeing him without a shirt. Since turning forty several years ago, he had gotten soft and out of shape, and no longer felt confident about how he looked without clothes. “There’s my laptop. I’m running kind of late to get ready for work, so I’ll just leave you to it and go get my shower, ok?” “Sure thing,” she smiled. “I don’t mean to impose, but this is really an important email, and it won’t take more than a few minutes.” When Tim came downstairs dressed for work, Terri was gone and a post-it note was on his computer saying “Thanks, Terri”. Tim didn’t think anything more about it, and didn’t see her out for the next several days. Then early one morning, everything changed. Tim was just waking up when there was another knock at the door. This time, she was dressed in a bathrobe, and looking like she had just climbed out of bed, with her hair mussed up and no makeup on. “We’re all out of coffee. Can you hook me up?” she asked. “I am absolutely useless until after my second cup.” “Yeah, come on in. I just put the pot on, so it should be ready in a couple of minutes,” he replied, grateful that he had pulled on a robe that morning, instead of the silk boxers he sometimes ...
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