A magic lamp

“There is so much cool stuff in here. Did you collect all this stuff from your travels?” I ask as I set out the various antiques on the table.

“Me and the missus did a lot of traveling before she passed so we picked up these various trinkets from those places we visited,” he said with a sad tone as he placed his own items on his table.

“Are you sure you want to sell them, Mr. H? I feel like these have quite the sentimental value,” I say while trying to be as serious as a naked woman can be.

He chuckled as he said, “They are not as sentimental as you think. Most of this stuff is junk that has collected dust in the corner of the garage. It probably would have still been there if not for you and your “muscles.”

I smile and strike another pose and ask, “Oh you mean these?” We both laugh as my nudity really helped to lighten the mood considerably. I give him a sly smile and ask, “Would your wife be mad at how much you ogle me and Sam?”

His cheeks blushed as he stammered over his words and said with a light chuckle, “She probably would have smacked the living daylights out of me. Not to brag but my wife looked just as good as you back in her heyday.”

I was intrigued and said, “No way! You have to prove it.”

He laughed and said, “Don’t believe me? I’ll go get a picture.”

I watch him leave back into the house and I shout, “It better be a nude photo, Mr. H. It’s the easiest way to compare.” I smile to myself as I continue unloading the trinkets from the box and grab a handle. I pull out what I thought was maybe a fancy teapot as I hear a hearty chuckle from my neighbor.

“Ok don’t judge the quality but remember we didn’t have the fancy cameras back in the 70s. This here is an authentic Polaroid,” he said handing me the photo. I looked at the photo and there was his wife: the naked blonde woman striking a pose. She was indeed stacked: big tits, tiny waist, and wide hip. Her wild bush of untamed pubic hair made me chuckle since that was definitely a 70s trope. I noticed that her tits were shaped a bit differently when comparing them to my own but she was indeed just as striking as me.

I noticed a few stains on the side of the photo and coyly bumped his shoulder as I said, “Seems like this photo got some good use for you.” His cheeks blushed as I handed him back his photo and continued, “I’m not judging by any means, Mr. H. I will admit defeat and say your wife was indeed smoking hot.”

He noticed me holding the fancy teapot and chuckled as he said, “I see that the magic lamp caught her attention. Very good choice I might say.”

I was confused and giggled as I asked, “Magic lamp? Like the one from Aladdin?”

He laughed hard and said, “Kinda but this is a real one. No magical blue genie is contained in this one.”

My intrigue was piqued as I asked, “So what’s in it?”

He smiled and said, “I’m not entirely sure. My wife was insistent that there was something but I never saw it myself.”

I wanted it even more now and said, “Okay, Mr. H. I’m convinced just let me go get my wallet from my house…”

He stopped me as he said, “Just take it. My treat for getting the stuff out here.”

I smiled and said, “Oh Mr. H! I could just kiss you!”

He stammered out, “Well I mean if you want to…”

I went right over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek and whispered, “Seems like you got your money’s worth today, Mr. H.”

He chuckled and said, “Well…I think that’s all I need help with for now. I don’t want to take up your whole morning with my nonsense. I appreciate everything today, Jaime. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun.”

I felt myself getting a bit emotional and said, “You deserve every second of it, Mr. H. If you need help with anything else, please holler. I’m gonna play with this magic lamp in the mean time.” I begin to walk away as I feel his eyes on my naked backside as I get back to my side of the yard and have a naughty idea. “Mr. H! One last thing, if you ever feel like getting a new Polaroid picture just know that myself and Sam would be happy to be your models.”

He was clearly imagining us and unable to say anything as I chuckled and continued walking back to the house. Once inside I sat at the dining room table and examined my new trinket.