Her neighbor Frank

Their neighbor Frank was leaning on the fence dividing their yards, staring at the blonde sprawled out on her back. He had quite view from his vantage point and was enjoying the view as he got eyeful of her breast that barely filled in her black bra. She flashed him a smile and blushed at the embarrassing situation. "So how long have you been there?" asked Ashley softly.

"Well the grunting and groaning caught my attention, thought you and your husband may of been enjoying the nature. To my surprise to find just you and your all out war for that plant in you garden," said Frank causing Ashley to blush some more and stood up giving him a good view of her backside again.

"I was hopping you'd say after I'd fallen. Sorry for the noise Frank, my resolves with this plant apparently is complete and all it gave me just it's tip." Ashley held up the small bit of the plant that was in her clenched hand.

"Unfortunate it only gave it's tip, I'm sure the full length would of been more enjoying for all that effort," Frank laughed and Ashley joined him in laughing. "Kiddo, if you want I can help you with the weeding, I'm all done my yard work and I'm sure my wife would rather me not undertake any further renovation of our yard, wouldn't mine me lending you a hand if you would like?" proposed Frank holding a hand out pointing at her project.

"You sure Frank? I don't want impede on your own yard," said Ashley as she looked at the work that was still on her plate.

"Not to worry, I'm retired and it's not like I don't have time for my own yard work." said Frank.

"Sure, I guess having an extra helpful hand will help this process along. Perhaps when get this finished, I can treat you to some lunch when we're done?"

"Say no more, I wouldn't mind a good grubbing after some weed whacking," exclaimed Frank as he leaned back before hurdling over the fence. Ashley was a taken aback by the nimble neighbor. For being retired, he sure had a spring in his step and took the fence like it was nothing. He stood tall in front of her, she was tall for a woman, but Frank towered over her. His shoulders were broad and his chest strong and his figure was well taken care of. He was thin and a bit grey, but like Dr. Strange gray. His skin was kissed generously by the sun and held a decent tan. A shiver ran up her back as she sized him up. All he wore was pair of cargo shorts and a grey t-shirt. For some reason, she felt her self salivating over him and shook her head at her perverse thoughts as she had taken a gander at his groin area.

"Wow Frank, you could of simply come through the side gate instead of hoping over the fence."

"You know me, I'm always one for entrances so shall we get this weeds whacked?"