Tales of Horn Springs - A Quiet Weekend - Part 1 of 5 - Sex Stories

Tales of Horn Springs - A Quiet Weekend - Part 1 of 5

... shower while the neighbor lady is standing right here, watching and having a pleasant conversation. I'm going to have to tell Roger about this. He'll never believe it. The idea of the situation makes my dick twitch. Feeling a surge of uncomfortableness, I turn toward the shower and get in, leaving the door open. “Are you sure this is OK with you?” I ask.

“Heavens yes, I have been watching men of all ages shower since my early twenties. You have nothing I have never seen before,” she reassures me as she watches me cover my body in the warm water.

“Well, alright then, how is it that I can help you,” I ask as I turn away from the shower head to wet my backside, which puts my cock in perfect view.

Margret, who is right at the shower door now, says “I was wondering if you could come over and take a look at our downstairs bathroom. There is an issue we've been having that no one seems to be able to fix. I’m hoping you can diagnose the problem. We will pay you, of course. We just wanted to see if I could schedule a time.”

“Sure thing,” I say as I begin to lather soap over my body, still finding the situation rather unreal and strangely arousing, “I wouldn’t charge you to check it out. If it ends up being something I can help with, I’ll just charge you for parts.”

“That would be wonderful, thank you. When could we expect you to come?”

I move my soapy hands down my abs heading towards my penis, which is still in full view. Margret maintains eye contact with me, ...

... seemingly oblivious to the fact that I'm spreading suds along my hardening shaft right in front of her. “Would this evening be good?”

“That would be lovely.”

There is no way she can't completely see my member as I continue cleaning it. “And the second?”

“I noticed that you take your dog for a walk every evening, and I was wondering, since our dogs seem to get along so well, if I could impose on you now and again to walk my dog, too.”

I turn around to rinse myself off and say, “That should be fine. Just ask when you need and I’ll let you know if it works for me that day.”

“Perfec. Well, I had best be off. Shall we expect to see you within the hour then?”

I turn off the shower, wipe the water from my eyes, and then turn to see Margret had grabbed my towel for me. I take it and begin to towel off and say, “Yeah, I’ll be right over. I was about to walk Sam though. Is it OK if I bring her along?” I get to my junk and see that I'm completely hard. Oh, well, she did say she's seen a lot of naked men, so she must be used to seeing boners because she seems completely unfazed

“Absolutely,” Margret says as she backs out of the bathroom into the mud room, “and don’t worry about my husband.”

“What do you mean?” I ask, following her into the mud room while drying my hair.

“Don’t feel like you need to keep this from him.”

“Keep what from him? I thought you said this was normal.” I say maybe sounding a little more irritated than I mean to.

“It is, Mike,” she says ...