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Chapter 2
by Stuffmans
Four years later
Oggling the neighbour
At the age of 22 John had never gotten around to making friends or making much of his life as of right now. His parents were still barely home. And John got accustomed to the silence. When he would go home from his deadbeat job, his mind would be fixated on one single thing.
He had persuaded his parents to switch bedrooms with him. He made up some silly story about vitamins through sunlight. His parents agreed, and John counted his lucky stars. John had always known how to spend is first paycheck. A large, but discreet telescope. He would spend his days. Praying for a glimpse of the MILF nextdoor. To his luck, they had recently installed a pool. And Katy would often be found tanning next to it.
Today was one of those lucky days. The sun was shining brightly, not a cloud in the sky. John came home from work. And darted up the stairs. Sitting in front of his window. He adjusted the focus on his telescope. After a few minutes he was rewarded with an amazing sight.
Katy had decided to make the most of the sunny day. She recently bought a new bikini. And was excited to try it on. She went to her dressing room. And rummaged around her closet. When she finally found her leopard print bikini. She held it up and gasped. "Oh no, I must have orderd this one in to small a size!". Looking at the bikini. It only consisted of two tiny triangles, held together with a couple very tiny wires. "I can't return it. And I absolutely adore this print. Who cares, It would do wonders on my tan lines" Katy thought to herself. She took of her sundress and put on the tiny scrap that pretended to be a G-string. "Geez, this is a tight fit. Now for the top".
Katy had always struggled with putting on bikini tops. The size of her breasts made it difficult to tie knots. But she managed somehow. Katy took one of the triangles, and placed it atop one breasts. Whilst josstling the other breasts underneath the oter triangle. When she was finally ready. She could hear the fabric strain against her bulbous mammaries. With every step she would feel the sheer weight of her breasts. Bouncing around in the tiny bikini top.
She walked to the backyard, and opened the door.