She was busy folding the laundry when she glanced out the window. Something had caught her attention, a movement, but it took a second or two for her to notice the neighbour in the hammock in his garden. His wife was nowhere to be seen. Cora ran her eyes over his lithe body, a body that needs at least twenty-five more years of aging to reach her own body’s status. Something stirred inside. This young couple reminded her of her younger years, when love was uncomplicated and her entire life was still waiting for her.
Her eyes followed the lines of his broad shoulders, his firm abdomen, his narrow hips, his long, athletic legs. Moments longer than necessary, her eyes rested on his pants, imagining his cock and what it looked like. Cora slipped her hand under her shirt and cupped her sagging breast. Her nipple was hard. She glanced down and saw her bra-less nipples straining against the shirt, as if begging her to be released. She glanced at the neighbour again, but he was in a deep sleep, his head turned away. She pulled her shirt off and quickly dropped her shorts and knickers to the floor too.
Naked she stood in front of the window, running her hands over her body, while keeping an eye on the motionless neighbour, imagining things she wanted him to do to her. She imagined her hands to be his, thought of him pinching and sucking her nipples and then going down on his knees to lick her. There was an urgency in her movements, a deep want for an orgasm. Cora could not remember when she had last been horny like this. Menopause seemed to have stolen her libido and she was thankful for moments like these, when she felt a glimpse of the sexual beast she once was.
She flattened her belly, marked with stretch marks just like her legs and bottom, with her hand and watched herself as she pushed a finger deep into her cunt. As she pulled it out to spread the wetness to her clit, she glanced outside again and almost shrieked as she jumped away from the window. The neighbour had turned his head and seemed to be watching her. Out of sight she breathed hard and waited a moment for her heartbeat to quiet down. Carefully she took a step back to the window. She tried to stay out of sight, sort of looking around a corner, to see whether he was still there. He was. Asleep. His face was still turned towards the window, but his eyes were closed.
Cora stepped closer to the window again. Now that she could see his face, she was even more in need of an orgasm than before. She edged closer to the window, watching for movement from his side. There was none. Her hands started to roam her middle-aged body again. Her finger moved from her pussy to her mouth. She sucked her juices from her finger, and imagined it to be his cock. Once more she dipped her finger inside herself, wanting to taste more. Her thoughts switched from him fucking her to her sucking him.
With one breast cupped in her free hand and her fingers rolling her nipple between them, she pushed her finger into her cunt again before moving it back to her clitoris. Her need for an orgasm was too intense to stop now. She rubbed herself harder and harder, keeping images of him fucking and sucking and licking her in her mind. Her eyes moved from his form in the hammock to her fingers pleasing her. Cora loved looking at herself. There was something divine in feeling what her fingers did to her body, while watching them move.
She looked back at the neighbour and this time she didn’t jump away. She was at a point where she didn’t care anymore. He was watching her. His eyes were open. His cock hard. One hand rested close to his hard member. Their eyes locked and a slight encouraging smile played around his lips as he lazily ran his thumb over his cock. Cora took a step closer to the window. Even though he couldn’t see her cunt, her tits were clearly visible and the movement of her arm made it clear what she was doing. Cora was mesmerized by his stroking thumb. She pushed her hips forward and moved her fingers faster. Her mouth opened as she threw her head back. Her orgasm rushed through her body, leaving her legs trembling and her face red.
Cora stepped back from the window, her hands covering her old tits. She looked back at the neighbour and was surprised to see him standing next to the hammock. His hard cock strained against his pants. He looked up at her and mouthed ‘thank you’, before disappearing out of sight.
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