There she was again, bent over with her fingers in the dirt, torturing him with her perfect ass in tight revealing shorts. Her flowerbeds weren’t all that impressive, given the enormous amount of attention she paid them, but not everybody has a green thumb. Max continued with his own yardwork, glancing over now and then until she’d finished. Turning and waving to him as though she’d just noticed his presence, she disappea...

Returning from his morning errands, the sight of Heather’s house brought the memory of last night’s unexpected tryst with her back to mind. The neighbor he’d lusted after for months because of her endless teasing outdoors in tight shorts that highlighted her sensational ass had joined him naked in his hot tub and bed for an evening that would sate anyone’s carnal hunger. The feeling of her delicate skin as he ran his hand...

After another surprise visit by his favorite neighbor, Max gave Heather the combination to the back door lock. That time, she was completely naked, lying in his bed with a beautiful smile on her beautiful face. Grubby from working outside, she followed him into the shower and bathed his entire body for him, giving special attention to his seemingly always-erect cock. He returned the favor with a tongue bath between her le...

Heather looked out her kitchen window to see Max working in his yard. She smiled, having not seen him in almost two weeks since the ambush she’d planned with Kara. As they’d been seeing each other often twice a week while her husband was traveling, she worried that perhaps he’d lost interest after she’d set him up for a trip across Kara’s knee. An idea came to mind, and she quickly went to change clothes. Minutes later, s...

A violent storm had passed, and Max was busy cleaning up the debris in his yard. In addition to picking up all the loose branches and raking piles of leaves together, he also had a ladder to reach broken branches dangling threateningly overhead that needed to be cut loose. Heather’s attention was drawn to his efforts by the occasional sound of the chainsaw or leaf blower, and she smiled as she looked out her kitchen windo...

Max was at war with his thoughts. On the one hand, he cared for Heather to a degree he never expected, maybe even loved her. He certainly loved her impish ways and cute face that could be childlike at times. She was possibly the most beautiful girl – yes, girl, given her youthful face and petite body – he’d ever had the pleasure of, and her desires seemed insatiable. His pragmatic side questioned how he could love someone...