My desire for a confrontation with my neighbor quickly changes to a desire to get to know her much better. She offers me a seat on the sofa, where she... joins me.There is a noise off to the left, looking in that direction is another shock. Before me in a doorway is a very bare provocative black ass, exposing a young pussy and tightly puckered beautiful asshole. The pussy is spread enough to give me a view of a very moist pink interior framed by a matt of thick dark brown curly hair. Her daughter. .On last Wednesday I was at a supermarket where I saw my best friend after a very very long time, he asked to come home for a lunch at his place. So I went for with him and at his home saw his wife Rosy. She was around 39 years old with perfect figure and 5.5 height. We three spoke a lot and I, rosy exchanged our numbers.From the same day we both started to chat I phone for hours. And so after 1 week I messaged her about how I liked her 20 years back but she married my best friend instead. She. "Look lively" he said "That's Sarah, Pete's wife on that horse. Don't let her see you slacking". With that I jumped back to it and got to work, but finding it difficult to take the image of Sarah on the horse out of my mind.About half an hour later, I was working busily in the barn - sorting the hay bales with the help of Andy. It was hard work and we were both starting to get really tired. "Hey", said Andy. "Don't tell anyone but I'm off up to the top for a quick nap. You look out for. She walked on to the kitchen to go get her coke, pondering further. By the time she had retrieved her coke, and started to walk back up the stairs, the idea had moved past the pondering stage, and had now moved on to the planning stage.She came down twenty minutes later. She had changed her clothes. She was now wearing a black micro-mini skirt. It barely covered her ass. She had bought it one day when shopping with her best friend Stacy, and soon afterwards, had tried to wear it out on one of.