See if the bus has dropped off Nancy yet.

John hung up the phone, and went out the front door of his house. It was a beautiful day. Blue skies, sunshine and warm, but not too warm. Yes, indeed this was shaping up to be a great weekend. John checked his watch, and realized that the school bus that carried his neighbor had not yet dropped her off. He smiled, and sat down on his front steps to wait for her arrival.

Nancy Stein was a vision.  Her blonde hair shimmered in the light.  Parted in the middle of her head, it was long and straight, and ran down to her waist.  Her hair was the perfect compliment to her face.  Nancy had high cheeks, and slightly rosy.  Her eyes were pale blue, and she had almost abnormally long eyelashes, that fluttered when she was embarrassed.  But, John practically came in his jeans when she would flash him a smile.  Nancy had a dazzling smile.

He checked his watch again.  Only a few more minutes.  Nancy had lived next door to John since they were small children.  They had however, never attended the same school as, her parents were devout Catholics, and wanted Nancy to go to private school.  And so she did.  They knew each other only as neighbors.  In his fantasies however, Nancy was his full time sex ****.  John became hard thinking about the virginal blonde's lips wrapped around his rock hard cock, as he pumped in and out of her mouth.  That was one wish he hoped would come true.

As he sat there, having lascivious thoughts about his virginal neighbor, he heard the loud his of air brakes, announcing the arrival of Nancy. As she stepped off the bus, she adjusted the bookbag on her shoulder, and began to walk towards her home.  She was wearing the school uniform, of course, and this added to John's arousal.  The uniform just added to her sex appeal.  The school uniform she wore consisted of a navy blue blazer, a white cotton blouse, and a pleated skirt that matched the blazer, the hemline ending just above her knees.  She also wore white, lycra stockings, that began just below those knees. On her feet, black leather shoes, with little straps that buckled at the ankle, and two-inch oversized clunky heels, that clomped as she walked down the street.  She looked so hot!

As John came into her line of sight, she turned towards him, smiled and said "Hi, John!"  His eyes ran all over her curvaceous body as he replied "Hi, Nancy. How are you?"  "Not too bad. I'm pretty tired though. I stayed up way too late last night studying. See ya!" she said as she reached her front steps.  She dropped her bookbag, and reached into her right hand pocket, and then rapidly into the left. She sighed and removed the blazer, searching the interior pocket, and then dropped the garment on top of the bookbag. "Great!" she muttered.

"Problem?" John asked.  "I think I've lost my key, and now I'll have to sit her for at least four hours until my Mom gets home" She sat on the first step, stretched out her legs, and smoothed out her skirt.  Her legs were toned and where the skin was bare, tanned a light golden brown.  He wondered if she had tan lines.  If she did, he'd love to see them.  "You cold stay at my house, and then leave before your Mom got home, and she'd never know" he suggested.  "Is your Mom or Dad home?" she asked.  "No."  She played with a strand of her long, blonde hair, wrapping it around and index finger.  "I would get into a lot of trouble if my parents ever found out. I think I'll...