I was 22 and had just moved in to my adorable new home. I was so excited! For the first time I was living on my own and I even had a cute yard, which I absolutely couldn't wait to start gardening. It was one of my many passions. I hadn't met any of the neighbors yet, but was looking forward to making new friends. I didn't know how close then, but I was going to find out soon.

The day after I had finished unpacking I decided to start in my yard. I had picked up tons of flowers and gardening soil and got ready to make the place my own. It was ridiculously hot outside, so I decided to just wear my bright red and white polka dotted bikini. Figuring it was midday and most everyone would be at work, I didn't think anyone would be around anyway. Slipping on my gloves I was digging holes next to my house to plant the lovely rose bushes that were my favorite.

I felt quite naughty bent over in my skimpy bottoms, but the neighborhood was so quiet, and I had always enjoyed showing off my tight body. My 36 D tits swayed back and forth as I pressed the dirt around the flowers. In my position my bikini bottoms started to work their way farther up my ass and I couldn't help but start to feel them rub against my little slit. I was getting excited but wanted to finish my work, promising myself that I would go inside and make myself cum as soon as I was done.. Sweat started forming on my skin, making it glisten in the light. Imagining how I would touch myself, made my sensitive nipples harden against the fabric of my top and I couldn't help but give a little moan. I had to hurry. I finished the row of flowers and stood up to admire my work. Grabbing the hose I let the water fall into the soil. Practically dying in the heat, I couldn't resist turning the hose around and spraying myself off, the water running down my neck and over my engorged nipples and down my tanned legs.

An absolutely naughty idea occurred to me. Glancing over to the only house that was facing me, I knew it was unlikely that anyone was home. I had seen the car leave earlier and it hadn't returned. The windows were all facing me, but somehow that made me even more wet. I was so horny I just had to do something. I took the hose and slipped it lower making me squeal as the cold water hit my clit through my clothing.

I quickly became used to the temperature and enjoyed the pressure against my pussy. My other hand slipped off one small triangle that was covering my breast and I squeezed it hard. Unable to resist, I gave it a few stinging slaps. It was so hot standing there in the middle of the lawn, broad daylight, touching myself, and moaning. I needed more and moved my hand from my breast, lower to move my bikini to the side, baring my smoothly shaved pussy to the fresh air. Taking the hose, I shot the water straight at my sweet spot. Ahhhhhhhh, it felt so amazing and daring to pleasure myself where anyone could walk up on me. I felt my lips get swollen and slippery as I moved the hose up and down against me, feeling myself build up to falling over that edge.

My eyes fluttered open and I felt myself about to explode. In that moment I suddenly saw a form in a window next door. An older man stood in a large window, drapes wide open. If that wasn't shock enough, his pants were completely dropped to the ground and his hand was tightly gripping a rock hard, enormous cock. It sent me plunging over the edge. I exploded, and for the first time in my life, I squirted like a geyser! My whole body shook and the hose fell from my fingertips as my knees turned to jelly and I hit my knees in the soft grass, moaning loudly.

When I finally recovered, I immediately looked up to the window but no one was there. Did I imagine it? Who was he? It was so dirty, but amazing at the same time. This stranger had been looking at me use my body. I shivered at the thought. I quickly walked inside and jumped in the shower. Thoughts racing through my mind about who the stranger was. As I got out of the bathroom and into a simple sundress my door bell rang. My heart literally stopped. Was it my neighbor, here to confront me? Scared and excited I answered the door. A cute woman in her late forties, early fifties stood at my door with a plate of cookies. Laughing at myself I calmed down. She introduced herself as Sally. Her and her husband wanted to invite me to dinner tomorrow night. She pointed to her home...next door.

To be continued...