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A Polaroid of Kristina, Part 2

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

epiphany. “Because I’m about to have sex with my hot neighbor, and I need an alibi. In fact, I’m in her apartment right now. She’s half naked already…. Oh, I’m full of shit? Fine, don’t believe me -- I won’t tell you any of the juicy details later… I’m not the asshole, you are…. I don’t care what you believe…. Finally! Thank you! Yes, you’re the best friend I have, better than I deserve…. Thanks, I appreciate it.” And I hung up. As we had talked, I saw Kristina’s face change from amusement at my initial difficulties to shock at my telling him the truth. She protested, almost in a gasp, “But we agreed that you would not boast to your friends. Now I don’t know how we will--” I interrupted her, laughing a little. “Do you really think he believed me?” “I have seen this David at the pool a few times, yes? Isn’t he your closest friend? Why wouldn’t he believe you?” “Because that’s the kind of shi-- stuff we say to each other all the time. We lie about all the girls we have sex with. And sometimes we pretend to believe each other, and other times we pretend not to. But we both know that we’re always lying. So now he’s trying to figure out what I’m up to, but he is 100% positive I’m not in an apartment about to have sex.” She looked relieved as she considered what I was telling her. After a moment she said, “I think you are right,” nodding to punctuate her thought. “And so I’m your ‘hot neighbor’? You think I am ‘hot’?” she asked with a smile. As she asked, she unbuttoned the ... cover-up. Without the buttons, it fell open enough to reveal the inner swell of her breasts, her stomach, and the tawny hair of her pubic mound, only slightly darker than the hair on her head. As I drank in the sight of her, she playfully flashed me, pulling the cover-up open and holding it apart, revealing her breasts, nipples erect and darker than the rest of her skin. “God yes!” I answered without a trace of hesitation, staring at her amazing body, perfect in its nakedness. Her smile was glorious, and I felt warmed by her reaction. As I think about it now, I can understand her reactions a bit more clearly, or at least I think I can. For someone in their forties, being considered attractive by a teenager is no small thing. Having a teenager have a crush on you is intensely flattering, given the fact that teenagers have so many other teenagers, close to their physical prime, to notice before they would notice someone older. So even though at some level I know Kristina was confident enough to know she was a beautiful woman (except for her ridiculous insecurity about her breasts), there is a difference between being, say, forty-five and having other people your age find you sexy, and being that age and having an eighteen-year-old lust after you. The second does a little more for your ego. So for her, my attentions must have been intensely gratifying and flattering, even while I thought I was the one who was on the receiving end of the ego boost, not to mention of all of the good ...