Stacey in Trouble

This is the continuing story of an obsession that a perverted older married man has for his younger neighbour and the lengths he will go to, to satisfy his needs.

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Stacey – In Trouble

My wife was away for the weekend and I had just returned to my house after having returned from a Sunday drink at my local pub. It had been some weeks since I had seen Stacey in her bathroom although I did still wank over her images in my head. And with the wife now being away this was a perfect opportunity to continue with my new hobby. Checking Stacey’s car was in her drive I could see the sun was shining on this lovely Summer’s day and guessed (hoped) that my favourite sexy young neighbour would be in her garden. I walked upstairs and immediately stripped off my clothes before moving into the back bedroom that overlooked the gardens. And my cock was already thickening in anticipation as I looked through the blinds to see Stacey lying on her back in a tiny brown bikini. Just the sight of her gorgeous body made my cock rock hard as I sat down on a chair with a view to wanking myself silly as I watched her.

Her newly dyed blonde hair was lying on her shoulders as I spied her slim toned body with those perky breasts and an arse like a peach. I had passed the point of caring what she looked like now and my interest was only in one thing, her body. Stacey does have a pretty face with full luscious lips and big green eyes, really a picture of innocence. But for me and my perverted ways her body was all I desired. Now I viewed her from my bedroom window, alone in the house with my eyes glued to the brown two piece thong swimsuit she was wearing. I gazed at the skimpy top and wondered how something that skimpy could hold her perky breasts in without snapping?

Stacey turned onto her stomach and untied the back of her top to prevent tan lines. Her beautifully tanned skin was golden brown and shining in the heat of the sun. I immediately noticed her thong disappear into her bum crack and from even a few feet away she looked completely naked. To me, having gone past the mere attraction and now being obsessed with my neighbour, she was no longer nice, she was disgusting! She looked and acted like a little tart, a slut, a temptress! As I thought this of her she pushed herself up on her knees and arched her back pushing her heavenly bum cheeks out making them more prominent as her breasts bounced in the light warm breeze.

It was inevitable and I felt my cock stiffen again as I watched intently. When I would sit alone wanking at Stacey I would often wonder if she knew what she was doing and perhaps just ‘putting on a show for me!’? Like the slut she was.

I pulled my face back from the glass briefly in fear that she might have spotted me but then noticed the builders over the fence. One had been mentioned by Stacey to me and she had said he was hot! A typical slutty remark, no doubt! But I could see that they were ogling my sexy neighbour from the vantage point of the scaffolding next door. Dirty pervy bastards! How dare they ogle my Stacey!

Stacey hadn’t seen me or them. She was simply changing the track in her IPod. It was a Sunday and she, like me, assumed they wouldn’t be working today. But I was angry. ‘My’ innocent Stacey was unknowingly being ogled by builders as she was positioned on all fours in her garden ‘virtually naked’. She was like a lamb being stalked by two hungry wolves! What a pair of pervy bastards. My eyes trailed back to Stacey…………….and what a fucking dirty slut!

But strangely this thought was making me extremely aroused. I reached down and closing my fingers around my rock hard shaft started playing with my hardening member. I couldn’t help myself as I stared at Stacey and imagined although she was totally unaware, of being mentally ridden by the builders from the opposite house! What dirty disgusting thoughts were going through their heads I thought to myself. Were they imagining fucking her delightfully tight young pussy into it was sore, or forcing themselves upon her in an act of defiance against her wishes? The thought of my sexy slutty neighbour being raped popped into my head and my cock jerked fiercely in my hand as it hardened even further at the obscene thought. It wasn’t as if she had never had a cock before. The only difference was that each time she had she had been drunk as was her way.

The builder’s were both naked from the waist up.