At his place

She puts the bikini in a small backpack with a towel and a shower gel, just in case she would wash up before coming back. She then puts on black panties, a white tank top and a yellow mini skirt. She grabs the backpack and her phone and goes downstairs. Before going out, she puts on her white and light orange high-heeled sports shoes. High-heels were actually one of her weaknesses… she would only wear high heels no matter where she would go.

Before leaving the house, Katya calls Howard but he does not pick up, so she leaves him a message saying that she would be back in the evening. She then sets the alarm and closes the door. The porch is cosy. It has a swinging armchair. The front yard, however, is very small, it only has a small alley of red and pink roses and a lawn. The whole house is enclosed in a short well-trimmed thicket of bushes with a white gate and the garage door.

She opens the gate and turns right. She passes three houses, before turning right again, then passes two more houses before turning right once again. Two more large houses and there she is at Arthur’s gates. He is standing there as he said. Arthur is a 54-year-old bold, 1m85 white male with broad shoulders and a well-built torso. He has the physique of an athlete despite his advanced age. He is definitely Katya’s type if not for Harold. Harold is the exact opposite of that man in front of her, but yet she loves him, though the one in front of her has already got her nipples erect in spite of the heat. That is something she cannot explain to herself. She often fantasizes about guys like Arthur while having sex with her husband but she loves him and she is positive about that.

Arthur is topless, wearing only brown shorts and blue flip-flops

“Hello beautiful. Did not take you long” he smiles at her.

Katya smiles back.

“Shall we?” he says stretching his left arm to show the way.

“Thank you, Arthur”

As Katya passes him she can feel him goggling at her tits and erect nipples though she does not actually dare to look him in the face. She actually likes the feeling and proudly pusses her breast forward and slightly upwards for him to see.

Arthur’s house is huge and really impressive. It is a two storey-house with the ground floor smaller than the top. Words cannot describe how beautiful this house actually is. The ground floor has two open garages with a Porsche and a BMW in each and a large glass panel showing the living room. The top floor has three large panoramic windows on the left side, probably for the bedrooms and on the right side, starting from the center of the house, Katya can see a large veranda which seems to be partly covered and partly opened. In front of the house the lawn is simply magnificent. She can see a pond in the front yard with a small waterfall like décor. As they enter the house through the front door which is actually the glass panel she saw, getting into the living room, Katya’s jaw just drops in amazement. The ceiling is covered with golden ornaments and diamond like stones imbedded in them and the furniture looks really expensive.

“Wow!” she exclaims.

Arthur laughs.

“Is that a good wow or a bad one?” he asks still laughing.

“Definitely a super good wow. Your house is really magnificent. I am impressed.”

Apart from good looks and seemingly loads of money, he definitely has good taste, she thought.

“Would you like to see around?” he asks.

“I’d love to.” She replies, still amazed by the house.

“Please make yourself at home. You can explore the place while I prepare a cocktail for us. What do you say?”

“Alright, thank you, Arthur.”

Arthur goes off to the back to what seems to be the kitchen or the bar or both. Katya finds the stairs on her right and decides to explore the top floor. She finds a corridor with two rooms on the right and one door leading to the balcony on the left. She decides to explore the first room. It seems to be the master bedroom and most certainly the one where Arthur sleeps. There is nothing unusual with the room except for the fact that it is huge. There is a large king-size bed in the middle and two doors on the right wall. One of the doors leads to the wardrobe which is actually the whole room behind the door. The second door leads to a bathroom and a toilet. Katya enters the bedroom but decides to leave the door open in case she would not hear Arthur if he calls for her. She can see a large mirror on the left wall, several drawers and a washing machine. The shower cabin is actually also a Jacuzzi. She decides to change here.

In the meantime, Arthur climbs up the stairs with the cocktails. He leaves them on a table at the stairs in the corridor and decides to look for Katya.

As he enters his bedroom he can see Katya through the reflection in a mirror just next to the door of the bathroom. He decides to stay there and watch her change. Katya does not seem to have noticed him.

Katya opens her backpack and takes out her bikini. Then she s stripping. First she takes off her skirt and puts in on the washing machine, then she takes off her tank top, revealing her huge tits. Suddenly she notices something on top of a box near the drawers. It is a magazine, actually a porn magazine. Katya picks up the magazine and reads “Russian Sluts”. So her neighbor is in Russian girls afterall. Katya turns the pages until she finds a torn off page with her name on it and the girl on the picture looking just like her. So she was right, Arthur was jerking off on her thinking about that girl or jerks on the picture thinking about Katya. Either way, Katya was really horny about that.

Arthur takes his cock out of his shorts as he sees Katya sit on the washing machine, pull her panties aside and start rubbing her clit with her legs spread wide open.