Anticipation

So, we’re all here to get super horny. So, let’s get to it. This story is based on true events.

Now, picture this, after dinner, I would sit on my front steps and have an after dinner cigarette. Upper middle class neighborhood and I had a hot girlfriend living with me. Across the street, my neighbors girlfriend and her girlfriend would sit on bar stools at the back of her garage and smoke a joint, almost every late evening. She was cute as hell, wore tight white shorts, and had nice boobs. I’m sure they figured I was watching them. They tee hee’d and laughed, then one evening, the one in white started rubbing her legs, butt and around her chest. I loved the show and smiled. They tee hee’d more and got bolder. She (I’ll call her Annie) thrust her hand down the front of her shorts, and inside her bra, all to get a rise out of me, and she sure did. The other girl, (I’ll call her ‘Connie) started fondling Annie too. They rubbed each other and I loved the show. I groped my crouch slightly, adjusted, and made room for my hard on, and rubbed my own chest. I fanned myself with my hand when I knew they were watching. I heard some low…‘woo woo’s’ from them, as we all smiled. This went on for weeks. It built up in my mind and I thought of her naked hot body under me more and more. One evening Annie came out in a white robe and opened it up and flashed me! Then she suddenly ran over and closed her garage door, just as my girlfriend came out to join me. Whew, safe, and my girlfriend didn’t see anything…maybe. Good thing I had a newspaper to hide my massive boner. Annie’s boyfriend worked out of town and was hardly ever home. The next morning I had my garage door open (my girlfriend had gone to work) and here comes Annie, calling out: “Can you help me, my washer jumped off the stand.” I glanced and said “be right there.” As I walked in her garage and knew what to do, she came out the people door in the garage. OMG, this was the closest I had ever been to her and she was smoking hot! Beautiful hair done up in the back, smooth white skin, white blouse with lots of cleavage. Hot dark blue short skirt, and ass to die for, and spike high heels. But the kicker was her electric blue eye shadow. I stared and complemented her on her eye shadow as she fluttered her eyes while smiling up at me. I don’t remember putting the washer back on the stand as my mind raced, she said ’wow’ you did that so easy. She stood oh so close to me, touching our hips as I adjusted the balance of clothes. We both put our hands out on the corners of the washer as it restarted to feel any off balance. We were touching more now, mainly my left arm on her boob.