Band camp_(2)

​It was a beautiful day outside, damn near 80 degrees, cool for this area in early May, but welcome. It would hit 100 more than a few times over the summer, so gems like this were a blessing. I had washed the car, ​mowed the lawn, and was going to try and fix some of the shelves in the garage that were sagging. I wasn’t super handy but I could do basic work like that. Of course it would probably leave me winded.

I looked down where my beer belly stuck out. It wasn’t that big but big enough to be noticed and that was depressing on its own. Add to it the bifocals I now had to wear and my monk-like male pattern baldness and I was far past my alluring age. The wife and I had only had one kid, who was now a Senior in college and intimacy was a thing of the past. To be fair, since my wife put on 60 lbs and no longer bothered with to fix up her hair and face I didn’t really want to get intimate anyway. I was fine surfing the net for sexy coed pics and giving myself a little tug.

Anyway, I was about to head to the garage when I saw Krista walking across the street. Krista was the neighbor’s daughter (Fred and Jane). She was a bit of snooty bitch. Why I couldn’t fathom, she looked like a cousin of that Olympian Makayla Maroney, but with a slightly more flat face. She had green eyes, freckles, somewhat pale complexion and long dark brown hair that reached to her waist on her 5 foot frame. She didn’t have much in the tit department, A cup I would guess. Her mother was the same. I had never really even paid attention to her until the pool party at the end of the hot season last year, just a few weeks before Halloween.

The Freshman was an over achiever with grades, but had almost no personality and what she did have for a personality was bitchy, annoyed, elitist and grouchy. She really had horrible social skills and I couldn’t stand her.

But at that pool party I walked by her room as she was changing. She was behind the door but the standing mirror she had was at an angle that reflected her to me but didn’t let her know I was watching, as she had her back to the mirror. I got to watch her change from her shorts and tank top into her bikini.

Like I said she didn’t smile, and had just a bit of a handful of tits, but I realized at that moment she did have something to offer. When her shorts and panties hit the floor i was blown away. She had a stunning ass and legs. She always wore longer shorts so I had never really looked. But with a half a tan going, that bubble butt was outstanding. It was so sculpted, you would have thought it was made with play doh. It was so out of proportion with her body which wasn’t all that curvy. But from her waist to her ass it seemed like a foot of difference, pronounced and rounded.

Her ass crack cut that bulbous ass in two symmetrical halves. They curved so severely that the bottom of her ass actually sat against her thigh. It was mouth watering, not to mention dick hardening. Just as impressive were her womanly legs. perfect curve, and thin enough to be sexy, thick enough to beg to be gripped. Then I saw her bend over to slide on her bottoms.

She was finally at that age where she wanted to be viewed as more than a kid, and the bikini bottoms were a bare minimum. As she pulled them up tight, the band for her but was practically a g-string and half disappeared into her crack. Her cheeks bounced with the new garment being pulled into place. I saw her head turning to check herself in the mirror, thank god I stepped passed the door before she saw me.

For the remainder of the pool party I watched the pool incessantly hoping to catch a glimpse of her going in or coming out of the pool, but she must have been a bit shy because she wore a long white t-shirt over herself that went to her thighs. I had had that mental image of her in the mirror pop into my head a few times over the last 6 months and it again popped in my mind’s eye as I saw her walking up our driveway with a box.

I watched her through the dining room window walk up to our door and heard the bell chime. I walked over and opened the door.

“Hi Mr. Kowolski. Is Mrs. Kowolski here?” Krista asked in a fake sweet voice.

She was wearing a great sun dress. It was mostly a pale red with white splattered around the dress. It was tied behind the neck, her shoulders bare, and it tapered down to her trim waist and flowed free from that point. I noticed her shoulders and legs were more tan than her face. The weather was nice, I wondered if she was tanning by the pool or if it was one of those spray things. If it was the pool, I needed to find a way to visit the neighbors more often.

“Actually no, she is gone to Shasta Springs for the day, can I help you?”

“Um sure, I have some stuff for her in this box she ordered for my camp drive. If I can raise $600 I get to go for free and my mom won’t pay for it.”

“Oh, sure, come on in and put her stuff on the kitchen table.”

“Awesome, thanks!” More fake cheer from the sour puss. She walked in and headed to the table, I watched her hips sway and wondered what that ass looked like walking away. That thick pair of balloons, tightly packed, pumping up and down as she thighs walked. I had to focus when I felt my dick growing. I should mention that despite the hair, the belly and the glasses, I had one thing forever in my favor. I was packing 8 full inches and a decent girth in my pants, so a hard on would show through for sure.

Krista put the box on the table and began to pull things out marked “Janet” for my wife.

“Ok here is her stuff, give her this sheet, it has what she owes on it, ok?”

“Sure, that shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Thanks I really–” Suddenly Krista let loose a booming fart.