A pretty brunette named Kim, and her husband, John, moved into that house in June, and I went over to say hello. They seemed like a nice couple, although we didn’t seem to have much in common. They were in their late twenties. I was in my forties at the time.
I’ve always liked building things, but never had the time until that year. I’d saved up a couple of weeks of vacation and decided to take it all at once. My mower and tools were filling up the garage, and I needed a small workshop. I found plans for a small barn that I could build by myself, and the lumberyard delivered all the stuff the last Monday morning. I was happy doing what I like to do – building something.
It was just after lunch that I saw Kim come out of their house. I remember because I almost hit my thumb instead of the nail I was starting. She wore a tiny little bikini and was carrying a blanket and a wicker basket. The bikini was having a hard time holding in her breasts, and the thong. Well, even though I was a distance away at the time, the cameltoe was obvious. Kim waved at me and walked back to where I was working. An opening there in the big oak trees let in the sun. I watched as she spread out the blanket, sat down cross-legged facing me, and pulled a bottle of sunscreen out of her basket. I could see I wasn't going to get much carpentry done that day.
The next day, I was up early, and got the other two walls of the barn up just before noon. I ate lunch and went back out to start on the roof. Just like the previous day, Kim came out with her blanket and basket and walked back beside my barn. It’s a good thing I had on my tool belt or she’d have seen my cock starting to stand at attention.
Well, somehow I got a few of the rafters up that afternoon, although it was hard to keep from staring at Kim all the time. She caught me a couple of times, but she just smiled and waved, the rest of the week was a repeat. Thank God the sun was out all week!
Evidently Kim and John went somewhere that weekend, because I didn’t see her again until Monday. I was putting on siding when she came out to the shed and spread out her blanket. I said “Hi” and went back to nailing. It wasn’t until I turned around for another piece of siding that I saw what she’d done. She’d taken off her bikini top and was rubbing sunscreen over her breasts.
I couldn’t keep from staring, even though Kim looked up at me. She just smiled and squeezed her left breast. The soft, glistening globe slipped through her fingers until she was holding only the nipple between her thumb and finger. As I watched, she stretched the nipple out and then closed her eyes as it slipped from her grasp. She looked up at me again, and did the same to the right breast. I started putting on siding again, but after one sheet, I had to stop. Kim was putting more sunscreen on her breasts, and it was obvious it wasn’t because she was worried about a sunburn. She was enjoying it too much. All I could think about was how those slippery breasts and rock hard nipples would feel in my hands.
She didn’t stop with her breasts. She squirted some more sunscreen on her hand and started down her rounded belly. I knew she was exciting herself when her hand slipped under the tiny patch of her bikini. Kim’s fingers worked beneath the shiny material for a while, and then she casually slipped the little triangle down her thighs and over the feet. Her fingers went back to the perfectly shaved lips and disappeared inside.
Now, there’s only so much a man can take, you know, and I had to do something. I started to go inside my barn to jack-off when she spoke to me.