Karl my neighbor across the alley had back surgery two weeks ago, his body movements are severly limited. Amy is Karl’s wife, she is a hot little number and she knew it. Her jean shorts are short to show off her curves and short enough to keep the men looking at her ass…in case they might get a glimpse. I’m standing in my open garage door looking across the alley at her, down her knees pulling weeds. Her short tight ass-hugging shorts have my attention.
I called to her asking about Karl, she got up and walked over to me. We were chatting, I looked around to see if anyone was watching. I suddenly grab Amy forcing her into my garage and hit the remote closing the door. I shove her
against my car, pinning her hips to the bumper. She tries to spin around to see what is going on, but my hand tangled in her hair and yanked her head back. My other hand fondled one braless tit through her flimsy t-top. She realized she can’t move and she feels a rising panic. My hand reached around unzipping her shorts, then I reach down into her shorts from behind – there is a sharp intake of breath. It gave me a big hard on just hearing her take in a breath,
Amy has a surprised look on her face.

She tries to resist, I lean my body against her, kissing her neck. She is pushing against me trying to push me away, saying ” I’m a married woman, please stop.” I ignore her pleas. I push her down on the floor on her hands and knees,
I yank her shorts and panties down to her knees, I unzip my pants and let my cock spring out.