Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

"Model it? What do you mean? Different than you see me now?"

"Yes. Same outfit, less underwear."

She put her hand over her mouth, "Oh my Gosh... Jeff, you're trouble." but she smiled at my lewd comment.

Danny came out to join us. His shorts were dry now and he looked presentable. "Sarah, I need to get home for dinner. Do you want to join? We're having pizza." Sarah quickly replied, "Sure! love pizza", and they headed down the walk toward Danny's house. Sarah looked back at me and smiled. I watched her ass jiggle in those tight red shorts as she walked away

Finishing the Kitchen

I went back inside and headed upstairs. I wanted to see how Denise was doing after her afternoon flirt and exhibition with our young neighbor boy. She was standing in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a glass of rosé wine in her hand. The open bottle was on the counter beside her, about 3/4 empty.

She had obviously been working hard. Her face and legs were glistening with sweat, and her thin top was damp as well.

"Been having fun up here without me?" I teased her.

"I've been working my butt off!" She seemed a little irritated at my comment. She took another long drink of her wine.

"And it shows. The place looks great. And you look pretty fuckin hot... in those clothes... all sweaty like that. I can only imagine what was going on in Danny's mind."

She squinted her eyes at me in disapproval.

"No! It was a compliment! would have given anything at his age to see you like that. You gave him a memory I'm sure he will treasure forever."

"Stop it. You are just making fun of me."

"Not at all. Seriously. You looked sexy as hell on your hands and knees like that. You gave me a hard on... I imagine Danny nearly came in his pants."

She took another drink from her glass.

"I was fourteen once. I guarantee he will be masturbating a hundred times fantasizing about today. I think might a few times

She just shook her head, "You're gross. It wasn't like that." She refilled her glass.

I grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked over to the drawer beside the sink to get the opener. Our kitchen window looked down over the backyard into Danny's parents house. The curtains on the sliding glass door of the right bedroom were open, and a thin blonde woman I hadn't seen before was trying on dresses.

this neighborhood is crazy

I turned back and looked at Denise. "Would you do me a favor?"

She looked over with a suspicious look on her face.

"I think I saw a spot you missed in the corner over there. Can I watch you clean it?"

"Seriously? You're a pervert. Stop teasing me."

I unzipped my coveralls and let then fall down past my waist, showing the bulge in my boxers. "I'm not teasing you. I may be a pervert, but you look fucking hot like that... please?"

She laughed at me, "Well, you really look like a pervert with your pants like that. Where is this spot I missed?"

I walked over to a corner by the door to the deck off the kitchen, and pointed. Denise took another drink from her wine, grabbed the bucket and sponge, and set it down in the corner. She got down on her knees and started scrubbing. I stepped out of my coveralls and started rubbing on my dick through my boxers and watched her. Yeah... like that. I really love that"

I realized it would look like was naked to anyone looking up to the kitchen, and glanced out the kitchen window. The blonde at Danny's was standing in the glass door watching me. She gave me a big smile when we made eye contact. She looked pretty damn hot in a red dress with spaghetti straps.

I wondered how much she could see it was overcast and lights were on in both rooms I smiled back and waved. She raised her hands and clapped like she was applauding me. I smiled widely, bent over and pulled off my boxers, stood back up and twirled them around in the air. She laughed and pulled a strap of her dress down off her shoulder.

.....dammit! This fucking neighborhood!

I waved at her and slowly knelt down to the floor, out of sight. Denise was still scrubbing the floor, looking sexy as hell. I got down on my hands and watched her like I imagined Danny had earlier

"God, you look so fucking hot like that. I can see right up under your shirt. I love the way your tits jiggle back and forth when you scrub the floor."

She looked back over her shoulder to look at me behind her. She closed her eyes and continued to scrub.

I reached over to the bucket and grabbed the other sponge, and started scrubbing the floor behind her. I bumped the sponge into her foot, and whispered "I'm sorry Denise. I didn't mean to do that"

Denise didn't reply, but she moved her ass backwards a bit and her knees moved further apart. She continued to scrub the floor, forward and back... her breasts jiggling in rhythm to her strokes.

I raised the sponge above her and squeezed it a little so it splashed over her ass and down her crotch. I whispered, "oh, I didn't mean to get you wet Denise, let me get a towel"

I stood up and walked over to grab a towel. I looked out and the blonde at Danny's house was standing in front of the closet, her back to me. She had on a white slip and nothing else.

..... this neighborhood is going to kill me

I got back down on my hands and knees and crawled up behind Denise. I dabbed the towel on the wet spots on her shorts, then wiped her legs and up her thighs, and rubbed the towel up a ways under the legs of her shorts. She pushed her ass back against me when my hand brushed against her crotch.

I inched up closer to her and wiped her back with the towel, whispering "You've been working so hard, do you mind if I towel off your back?"

"No... that would be nice."