age gap

A young man fulfills his long held fantasy of his sexy, older, neighbor

I saw her out in the back yard from the window. That mountain of blond hair, that megawatt smile as she looked up and our eyes met again for the first time in six years. Six years since my parents’ divorce, when I’d left this house and moved west with my mother. I was only thirteen then. She used to sunbathe topless in her back yard next door, confident that the corner where she lay wasn’t visible from the street or her neighbours. She never knew that I was watching her through the vent slats...

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