John goes outside to cool off...

John ran outside to cool off, wanting to get some immediate distance between himself and Laura before he wouldn't be able to control himself. He walked out the back sliding glass door and onto his backyard deck.

Reaching his sunken inground pool, and dipped his right foot in. The water felt amazing.

The thought of Laura's curvy body enticed him. He couldn't get the images of his wife's sexy sister's out of his mind. Hell, even their mother was fucking hot. She was one mother he wouldn't mind fucking. His mind still caught up on Laura, he uncontrollably looked up at the window of the guest bedroom. The light was still on.

Feeling devilish, he crept into the darkness of the backyard, and perched himself on the brick retaining wall. From this angle, he could see in through the curtains and make out the fuzzy shape of Laura. She moved closer to the window, and he could now see her robe was removed and her breasts were bare to the world. He mindlessly reached down into his pants to grasp the hardness of his shaft. As if on cue, she streached her arms above her head, pushing out her ass and tits.... John imagined being in the room with her, and wrapping his naked body around hers.

Breaking him out of his dream state, he heard the backdoor to the neighbor's house open and close. Whirling around, John saw the neighbor's wife Terry step our onto her back porch. Terry's husband was a cop, and was rarely at home to see his wife and young teenage son or daughter. John always joked with Taylor about Terry, as her tits were huge. 'Big Boobs', or 'Top Heavy Terry' would be names Taylor and John would call her when they were alone giggling.

She stood now only ten yards away on her porch. Her long straight blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Her very ample cleavage confined within a very tight white halter top. She wore a pair of tight white shorts, allowing her hard belly to show. Terry had big boobs, and a very hard body. Taylor always whispered that she thought Terry's tits were the best money could buy. Being home alone as much as she was, Terry had nothing better to do than to exercise.

It must have been John's night. For all the years Terry lived next door, John had never seen her naked. And it wasn't from lack of trying. Tonight, she failed to see John lurking in the darkness... and removed her halter top. Terry's large tits bounced out of her halter, but for their size stood firm and perky. She then wriggled out of her short shorts, and let them drop to her feet. She stood on the porch naked for the world to see, then took 3 strides with her statuesque figure, and waded into her pool.

John began pumping his cock with his hand. Suddenly, he sensed he'd been caught peeping. Was it his imagination running wild, or had someone caught him?