The workers were still there putting finishing touches on everything. Our landscaper was well into finishing his work also. Most of the property, we w...ere leaving truly natural but a masterful job had been performed with what was tamed. The pond was filling and the area in front was looking very good. We stood there embracing and looking out as we imagined what it would be like very soon. The workers had collected and saved cards from vendors coming by to sell us security and landscaping. The. This story happened two years ago. I was 22 and still a virgin living with my parents. From my bedroom window I had a clear view of my neighbor's backyard. Every sunny day in the weekend during the summer my neighbor would sunbathe in her bikini. She was around 45 years old with half-long red-dyed hair and had a great, full-figured body. She wasn't very tall, I guess roughly 165 cm or 5'4, and had great breasts. They were at least a D cup. Every time I saw her I couldn't help but masturbate. ..my mind races.“How have Jones and Collins been treating you?” he asks.“Fine” I answer quietly and nervously. “They better, or they’ll have to answer to me”, he growls, as intimidating as ever.He pulls my long blonde hair off to one side and starts to kiss my neck. I can feel his package pressing right between my ass cheeks. I get a little tingle in my clit as I remember how thick his dick is and how it felt in me. He slides one hand up to my breast and squeezes it, as he continues to kiss. A few years later he asked her to marry him and she turned him down flat because of their age difference. He kept asking her every day until she finally agreed.I saw then that he really did love Helen. He was only talking to me about her because he thought that we had something in common. What he thought we had was the fact that we were both involved in unconventional marriages. He was married to a woman who looked much older than him, and he thought that I was married to a black guy.My heart.