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Sandy“I left some money in the drawer and don’t forget to take your medicine,” said my mother before getting into the car.“I promise. You guys have fun,” I said ending in a yet another fake cough.My father looked at me and said, “Are you sure you will be okay? We can stay if you want us to?”“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Get going you two and say hi to Richard and Emma.”I watched the car drive down the street and as it turned the corner I ran back into the house. “Yes!” I shouted to no one as the door slammed shut behind me.Alone at last and a weekend of fucking, which was what I had been looking forward to. It had taken some acting but finally, my parents had gone to visit my uncle and his wife and had left me behind.I picked up the phone and dialed Brandon’s number.“Yeah?”“Baby, they’re gone! When can you get here?”My boyfriend laughed and said, “I’ll be there in a minute or two. I’m already on my way.”I hung up and checked myself in the mirror in the hallway. Shorts, T-shirt, sandals and little makeup, just the way he liked it. We had been dating for a few months but never had the chance to actually fuck and this was the weekend we were going to do it. I was so horny I could have fucked a banana if I had one.Being sixteen was not easy, on one side you were almost grown up but then on the other, you were still a kid. My parents watched over me like hawks, especially since I had started dating Brandon. It was a strict nine to five relationship which meant we never spent the night together. Only meeting at my place or his was taking its toll, we wanted to be alone and explore but that had been impossible, until now.I opened the door and waited outside in the sun. It was a warm day in early June and the neighborhood was full of activity. Being a Friday afternoon, people came home early from work and kids were playing in the gardens and on the street.As I sat on the little bench on our porch, I saw Mr. Brown park his car in the driveway next to ours. He got out and grabbed two bags of groceries out of the back.“Hi, Sandy,” he called.“Hi, Mr. Brown,” I said, adding a cough. He and my parents were tight and I didn’t want him to squeal on me.“What are you doing outside?”“I.. I.. I’m getting some fresh air.”He began to walk to his door but stopped half way. Turning around he said, “Are you sick?”“Just the flu, nothing to worry about.”“And your parents?”“Gone to see my uncle.”“Mm, okay, you better stay inside.”“Yeah, I’ll go back in a minute.”C’mon, go inside I told him in my mind. I didn’t want him to see Brandon arrive on his bike.At that moment my phone rang and it was Brandon.“Hey, I’m waiting for you, where are you?” I said.“Honey, I am so sorry, I had an accident.”“What, where, are you okay?” I stood up and began pacing on the porch.“Yeah, I’m okay, I guess. I twisted my cinsel bilgiler ankle and the bike is fucked, but other than that I’m fine.”“Oh, I’m so sorry, baby.”“Thanks, but, I won’t be able to make it to your place.”My heart sunk and I almost dropped the phone. “Is it that bad?”“Yeah, my parents are taking me to the hospital to get my ankle x-rayed.”“I’m so sorry, baby. Call me when you are home again.”Back inside I threw the phone at the sofa and screamed as loud as I could. It wasn’t fair, I was ready to have sex, I wanted to have sex, but most of all I needed sex. What the fuck was I supposed to do now?My first thought was to go upstairs and play with myself, but that would only ease the suffering but not take it away. I normally masturbated at least five times a week, sometimes more. I realized that I needed a guy, a cock, something to fill me up but the guys at school were too immature, I needed someone older with more experience.When I had gone to the hardware store with my dad was when I met Brandon. He was twenty and when our eyes met there was an immediate connection. Without my dad seeing, I had slipped him my phone number and he had called the same evening.Instead of playing with myself I decided to do the next best thing. Go for a long swim in the pool.Since I was alone I only put on the bikini bottoms and when I dove into the cool water my nipples hardened. Trying to keep my mind from sex I swam until my shoulders, arms and legs couldn’t take it any longer.Panting I got out and lay down on one of the sunbeds letting the sun dry my skin. The swim hadn’t helped one bit I realized as my hand slowly moved down my boobs, and tummy until it reached my pussy. I could feel the heat from it through the fabric and when I slid my fingers inside I was not only wet from the pool but also from being horny.I let my fingers dance over my clit until it was nice and hard then I began to finger fuck myself, two fingers. I had lost my virginity with the proverbial banana a year previously so I could shove my fingers deep inside. Pressing my palm against my clit I fucked myself until I came, making soft purring sounds and a few gasps.As I lay in post-orgasmic bliss, I heard something behind me and I turned around.A head disappeared over the wooden fence and I heard someone swear. Mr. Brown had been watching me.Mr BrownI was on a little ladder in my backyard, trimming branches, when I heard someone in the pool next door. I thought Sandy was supposed to be inside the house nursing her flu. At first, I decided to let it go and then I could clearly hear activity on their sunbeds so I took my ladder over to see who it was.I had barely stuck my head up when I saw Sandy, naked, and obviously masturbating. I froze at first and cinsellik bilgileri just stared but then I ducked down. That was very sexy, I thought. I just hoped she hadn’t seen or heard me but I was so taken by the sight, I wasn’t very careful. It was such an automatic turn on that I lost it getting down from the ladder. I guess fifty-year-old peeping tom needs to move more slowly.I was actually surprised in a way. My libido seemed to have sunken to new lows the last six months. The turning point was when my wife and I were at a New Year’s Eve Party, whooping it up with everybody else, dancing with each other’s spouses, and toasting the New Year with champagne. With the streamers all over the place and wearing crazy hats, we all moved out to the long balcony overlooking the river and watched lots and lots of fireworks.At some point, when I began to feel like they should have stopped twenty minutes ago, I found our hostess, “Have you seen my wife?”“No, maybe she is down at the other end.” Looking back I realized that she knew but was hoping to stall me. When I responded, “I don’t think so,” she looked chagrined as I headed into the living room.No one was there or in the kitchen but I could hear something going on in the guest bathroom. I was paralyzed as I listened to moaning and thumping with muffled cries. Surprisingly, I didn’t bang on the door with my own screams but sat down in a nearby chair to wait for them to come out.When they did, I just got up, grabbed my coat and said, “Find your own way if you’re coming home. Maybe we can talk tomorrow while we are nursing hangovers.”To make the proverbial long story short, they had been having an affair for months. It made me feel pretty stupid that I hadn’t seen the signs but I became heartbroken when my wife said that she wanted a divorce. It was the same old reasons, less and less communication and attention, an almost complete absence of a sex life and other clichés.So when I saw Sandy naked it stirred me. I realized, maybe I did have some regular sexual feelings after all. I didn’t plan to sneak looks at her over the fence. In fact, I wasn’t going to pursue that teenager at all, her parents and I were good friends.I did, however, after dark, decide to surf a little porn to see what kind would move me at all. Well, I shocked myself when I was drawn to the teen females, with older men or with older women. For the first time in many, many weeks I was getting a hard on.Later, I felt guilty and when the embarrassment kept me from jacking off, I wondered if I had become some sort of child predator. I went to sleep feeling terrible about myself but the next morning I was feeling better. I even occurred to me that I should go check next door to see how Sandy was cinsellik hakkında bilgiler feeling and if she needed me to run to the drug store for her. Maybe seeing her dressed and acting as a normal teen girl would cure me. SandyI was having breakfast when the doorbell rang. Maybe it was Brandon who had managed to come over? I prayed it was him while walking over to see who it was.When I looked through the security hole I was disappointed. Mr. Brown stood outside in his plaid shirt, jeans and he was sweating profusely.I realised I wasn’t really dressed to meet people as I was still in my panties and tank top.When I opened the door and hid behind it I asked, “Yes?”“Oh, good morning Sandy, I was wondering if you were feeling any better?”I wasn’t sure what he was going on about and then I remembered that I had told him I had the flu.“Much better, thank you for asking.”A draft went through the house and the door opened more than I wanted. When I saw his eyes open and jaw drop, I realized he had seen my body.I have no clue what came over me but I figured I could have some fun with him. Since I didn’t want him snooping around I decided to scare him off. Cocking my hip and running my hand through my hair, I said, “So, Mr. Brown, you look good. Have you been working out?”His eyes were fixed on my boobs and I knew he could clearly see my hard nipples pressing against the thin material.“No…no. I haven’t.”I stepped out and put my hand on his arm and gave it a gentle squeeze.“I’m sure you have.”His face went red and he quickly turned around and walked down the steps to his car.“Come back and see me soon, Mr. Brown.”He turned and when he did I gave him a little wave using only my fingers.While doing the dishes I wondered how Mr. Brown managed his sex life now that he was single. Maybe he dated women from the net or went to bars? I hadn’t seen him with a woman since he and his wife had broken up. He must be jerking off a lot, poor thing. In that instant an image of the older man formed in my head. He was lying on his bed and frantically stroking his old man cock. What did he think about when he did it, me?A smile grew on my face and I had a wonderful thought. Since Brandon was out of commission for at least a week or so and I needed cock, maybe Mr. Brown could help me out. I was sure I could seduce him and that he was a close friend to my parents didn’t enter the equation. The question was, how to do it?It needed to happen fast since my parents would be back the following evening. I got on my computer and began to read forums for older men who liked younger women and a plan slowly formed in my head. Mr BrownHoly crap, now what have I gotten myself into? Seeing Sandy up close and personal, not nude, but almost, caused me to lose all my reserve. I knew I was stuttering as I looked at her breasts and as I stumbled down the steps to my car, I was blushing. What was I thinking, going over there?Later, after I settled down a bit, I realized I had gotten just what I wanted: another look at that sexy little neighbor. The problem was, it seemed that I couldn’t handle her, being so willing to be seen by me had thrown me off.

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