Several years ago the widow next door moved to an apartment in North
Springs, leaving her house vacant for about 6 months as she tried to sell
it. I kept the lawn mowed and checked to make sure that no one broke in and
damaged it. Finally a divorced mother of two teenagers bought the house and
moved in one week when my wife and I were on vacation. When we returned home
from our vacation it was about 2:00 a.m. and both the houses were dark.
After sleeping late, I went to the shed in the back and got the mower,
intending to cut both yards since they hadn't been cut in a week.

I pushed the mower into the backyard next door and was about to start the
motor when a blond woman wearing a bikini top and short shorts came out of
the sliding door in the basement and asked me what I was doing in her
backyard. That was my introduction to Stacy. As I explained that I had been
gone for a week and that I had been keeping the yard cut I had a chance to
give my new neighbor more than a once over. She was about 35 (actually she
was 36 I found out later), 5' 6" in height, and weighed about 115 pounds.
She was very tanned and her stomach was flat and her legs trim, a result of
her participation in ALTA. While not large, her breasts firmly pushed
against the bright yellow bikini top and I could see just the hint of the
soft white underside of her breast under the band.

About that time my wife came to the back yard wondering why she hadn't heard
the mower start and we had re-introductions all around. We went into her
house and, over a cold beer, found out that she was a native of Atlanta
(having grown up in Buckhead) and that she had two teenaged children, a
daughter of 18 and a son of 14. She and her ex- husband had just gone
through an unpleasant divorce and she had almost nothing good to say about
him. As I was finishing my beer, her daughter Tracy walked onto the porch
wearing only thin satin baby doll pajamas with her nipples tracing lines in
the green fabric. As she stretched, her arms raised and the pajamas rose up
so that her stomach was exposed and I could see light brown hairs escaping
from the crotch of her panties. As Tracy walked into the kitchen, I had to
re-adjust my position to hide my growing erection.

Leaving the two women talking and catching up on all their mutual friends, I
went back to the yard and started cutting the grass. After finishing with
Stacy's yards I cut my own, starting in the front and ending in my own
backyard. As I started the mower, I noticed Tracy lying face down on a
chaise lounge wearing only the bottoms of a thong- style bikini. As I
watched, she reached down and took the bottle of sun tan lotion and let it
drip on her exposed ass. Putting the bottle back on the grass, her hands
went behind and began to rub the slippery oil into her skin, her buttocks
gleaming in the sun light. In spite of my now solid erection, I started the
mower and began to cut my yard, but I must admit that I walked much slower
when I was moving in her direction.

When I finished the yard and had just put the mower away, Tracy came out of
the house carrying another cold beer. I watched the sway of her hips and the
gentle bob of her breasts as she walked toward me. Just as she got to me,
she stepped on something sharp and stumbled into me, her slick skin rubbing
against my sweaty chest as my hands went around her instinctively to keep
her from falling. As she stood there rubbing her hurt foot, her breasts were
firmly pressed into my chest and her thigh was inserted between my legs,
rubbing on my crotch. After what seemed like minutes, but was probably only
seconds, she put her leg down and stepped back, looking deep into my eyes as
she handed me the beer, her fingers lingering on mine for an extended period
of time.

"I though you might like this," she said as her fingers continued to stroke
mine. My only confusion was what she thought I might like: the beer or the
feel of her young body. As I thanked her, she turned and walked back to her
chaise, her buttocks naked except for the thin white strip that went down
the crack of her ass. By now I had a complete, raging erection that I
couldn't hide, even under my Levis. As she got to the chaise, she turned her
head and looked at me over one shoulder as she reached back and untied the
bikini top, h