As he clicks the lock and turns back around I can clearly see the slanting ridge of his hardening cock in his jeans, it looks much bigger than it used... to when I used to spy on him sunbathing. He nonchalantly unbuttons his jeans and out pops his three quarter erect penis, easily already six inches and growing. He looks at me and smiles. “Bet you never thought you’d be getting it on with your next door neighbour when you got up this morning did you, Moira?” “Well I did actually.” “Well aren’t you. My girlfriend and I had lived together for about two years at thetime. She and I had never married simply because, in my line ofwork, there is never enough time to arrange things like this. Ithad been in the back of my mind off and on for most of theduration of our relationship, but I never had the time to sitdown and talk to her about it. My schedule usually ran the sameway every day - sleep, work, sleep, work, work, sleep, eat (if Iwas lucky), and started over the next day. Becca was. Robbie had heard the story from his uncle Charles who said at the time he had heard it from a friend of his. Robbie knew Charles was talking about himself. Uncle Charles was often quite secretive during pillow talk.The young man (we’ll call him Charles) had finished his summer job on a farm and was going back to his parent’s home. The distance was about 200 miles. He had been picked up a few times for about half the distance. That evening he was hoping to be picked up by a travelling salesman. Goosebumps jumped up in response. His hands were strong, yet warm and soft. I fantasized that his caress would extend to my breasts, my nipples hardened with expectation.My already aroused pussy tingled and sparked, begging to be filled. I could feel my own self-lube coalescing into heavy droplets that rolled down my inner pussy lips and pooled in my opening before dribbling across my puckered asshole, ultimately saturating the backside of my dress. Oh well, it’s a risk of going sans undies.He.