Denise

Steve stared around wildly. He looked deep into the darkness of the moonless night, but could see no one. Trying to slow his breathing, he moved quickly to leave the yard.

But before he could get out onto the sidewalk, he was frozen in his tracks by the sound of a female voice calling after him.

“Where you rushing off to, big boy?”

Turning slowly, Steve saw Colleen’s next door neighbor, Denise, moving from behind a large bush. And despite the obvious awkwardness of the situation, his cock jerked a little at the sight of her. Denise was a little shorter than Steve, well built with long creamy legs. They were on display now, as the divorcée pulled her blue silk robe tighter around herself. This motion also seemed to pull her large breasts closer together and her cleavage was pushed up into the V neck of her robe. Even in the darkness Steve thought he could see her nipples pushing against the thin material. Her long brown hair was pulled up into a pony tail which cascaded down to between her shoulder blades.

“I was... I was just...” he stammered.

“Just what?” she smiled knowingly. “I was sitting out on the porch having a drink when I saw you come into the yard. You kind of disappeared, so I thought I would come see what was going on. You’re actually lucky I recognized you, or I might have called the police. “

”Sooo...,” she drawled. “What’s going on here?” and she gave Steve’s semi erect penis a playful tap through his sweat pants. It jerked at the sudden attention, and grew larger, as did her eyes while she watched it.

“Ummm,” Steve began. “I couldn’t sleep... and so I was taking a walk.. and that’s when I saw something flickering in Paul’s house here. I didn’t know if maybe there was a fire or something, so I thought I better check in and see. You know, better safe than sorry.”

“Uh huh,” she grinned. “Got a little more than you bargained for, didn’t you, sport?” And she tapped against his cock once again, watching eagerly.

“Well, yeah. I suppose I did.” He was sure now that he could see her nipples hardening against her robe in the cool night air. Or maybe it wasn’t just the wind arousing this delectable woman.

“Paul and his damn candles,” she snorted. “It’s no wonder you thought there was a fire in there. Every time I watch them, or, I mean, whenever I look over there, he’s got them going.” Lowering her voice, she leaned into Steve and asked, “Did he cum too soon again?”

His head whirled at the weirdness of the conversation he suddenly found himself in, he finally nodded, staring at her, mouth half open.

“He almost always does,” she announced dismissively. “Poor Colleen. She and I have talked about it several times. I’ve, ummm, how should I say, counseled and comforted her on a few occasions.” Her voice trailed off as she drifted off, envisioning their shared times together.

“Hmmm, must have been very good comfort,” Steve thought to himself as he watched Denise sensually run her lower lip through her teeth. She squeezed her arms tighter around her own body, as she slid her thighs ever so slightly together. And did she actually just brush that finger over her own nipple. His cock jumped once again in his loose fitting pants.

“Very comforting,” she murmured, as if reading his mind. And then she broke into a dazzling smile as she said, ”I was just having a night cap, now that the kids are in bed. Would you care to join me, Fireman Steve?” she asked and ducked her eyes. Steve thought at first she must be shy in asking him, but then realized that she was actually stealing another look at his crotch.

He reached down to adjust himself so that he wasn’t so publicly on display as he thought about what to say.