My Slutty Neighbor/Go around the fence
From Create Your Own Story
You're feeling brave, and decide that looking over the fence just won't do it. You sneak along the fence into your front yard, and approach their back yard gate. However, the neighbors' eighteen year-old daughter, Lauren, is coming home from school. Lauren is a nice enough girl, who is a member of her school's swim team, and loves animals. She sees you entering the front yard, and goes to greet you.
"Hey, Mr. J! What's up?" She seems oddly cheerful today. Cheerful enough to deafen her neighbor with her joyful yelling of words.
"Hi, Lauren. Nothing much, I was just, uh.. looking at the.. f-fence. Examining it, I guess." Good catch. You probably shouldn't tell her you were trying to ogle her bare, ass-naked mother suntanning.
"Oh.. is there something wrong with it?" One of the greatest redeeming facts about her is how genuine she is. Bill, the man of the house, is your best friend. He's never mentioned Lauren lying to him, before.
"Yeah, some of the boards are warped." You're lucky you remembered the word, "warped".
"Oh, no! How bad is it? Do you want me to help you fix it?" Now, this is a golden opportunity. Taking this as her flirting with you (for whatever reason), you try to discretely look her up and down. She's got Jen's dark brown hair, and Bill's green eyes. But, she does resemble a female Bill. It's kind of off-putting at first. Her breasts seem smaller than average, though they're clearly firm, since she is still eighteen. But, her greatest physical attribute is just that. She's got Jen's excellent behind. Hell, it's practically wide enough to get caught in doorframes. Hey, you should probably stop silently staring up your neighbor's daughter.
When you return to look Lauren in the eyes, you catch her staring you up too! However, it's pretty clear why.
"Uh, Mr. J., is that a tool in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?"
In your blind lust, you forgot about the seven-inch boner you popped from getting a glimpse of Jen's ass.
"Uh- I- Um.. Oops." You try to cover yourself, but baggy basketball shorts aren't very good for restraining a hard-on.
"Don't worry, Mr. J. It's not like I haven't seen a cock before." Lauren isn't a very vulgar person, so hearing her say, "cock" has a pretty big impact.
"Sorry, Lauren, I.. It wasn't.." You sigh in defeat. "Please don't think I'm a pervert, it happened by accident."
Lauren knows you're lying, and giggles. "Mr. J., why are you walking around with that?"
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