Top Adult Blog: COEDS NEED CASH would watch from the study window on the second floor of our house. I could see down onto the decking at the rear of her house, it was a vantage point that offered a superb view of her whenever she sunbathed during that long, hot summer.
At first she wore a bikini, but even that was almost too much for me to bear at such an age. I had never experienced a woman like her, my only sexual adventure to date had been with a girl my own age; an encounter that disappointed us both.
To see Mrs James in all her magnificent glory in her own back garden was just too sublime for words. To see her almost nude, with her big breasts barely concealed in that skimpy bikini bra-top and her gorgeously ripe buttocks jiggling saucily as she walkedˇK she was a walking dream to me.
The first time I spotted her I remember flushing hot red and hurrying from the room with guilty haste. The quick glimpse was indelibly imprinted on my mind however, and the image of Mrs James, our neighbour, lured me back to the window.
