The Old Neighbor Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Old Neighbor Ch. 01

Working in her garden in the front yard of her house, Sarah dug some holes to plant some newly purchased flower seeds. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she slowly stood back up and proudly observed her work.

Sarah was 25 years old. She was 5'7", and had long light blonde hair, green eyes, and unblemished alabaster white skin. She was a fine-looking woman with a perfect set of D-cup breasts and inviting curves. Sarah was a very desirable woman, and she knew it.

As she sipped some water, her husband Alex was about to head off to work. He was just an average-looking guy, with brown hair and rather mundane features. "I'm off to work, honey. I'll see you later tonight," he said, through the open window of his car.

"Okay, I'll see you later, sweety," Sarah simply replied. Their relationship wasn't horrible, but it wasn't anything great either: it was just very "meh." It just didn't have the same thrill as when they were first married. Despite the lack of fireworks, their union remained stable and pleasant; they were happy in a settled sort of way.

As Alex pulled out of the driveway and drove off, Sarah took a deep breath and got back down onto her hands and knees. As she continued digging, she suddenly heard someone speaking to her. "Nice ass, Ms. Lawson." Swiveling her head around, she saw her elderly neighbor, Albert, peaking over their shared yard fence.

Albert was a 60-year-old war veteran. He was frail-looking and a bit short. His head was balding with thin ...

... strands of white hair barely hanging on. He invariably wore a polo shirt tucked into some cargo shorts all topped off by his navy veteran hat. When Sarah and Alex had first moved in next door to Albert, a little over a year ago, Sarah's initial impression of their neighbor was just that he was a kind old man. But she quickly learned that Albert was nothing of the kind; instead, he was just another horny old perv. He would often make provocative remarks about her body when she was doing yard work or when she was enjoying some time in her backyard pool. His appraisals of her body always lasted a bit too long to be polite.

Of course, she was disgusted by this old bastard's inappropriate comments and ogling. But over time, she had just gotten used to it. Her encounters with him had almost become routine. Sarah had found that if she failed to fully entertain his antics, he would eventually leave her alone. As of late, however, Albert had become much bolder with his salacious remarks.

"Ugh, it's 'Mrs' to you, Albert. This has to be the millionth time I've told you to stop talking like that to me. It's inappropriate," she scolded, resuming her gardening.

Albert let out a mischievous old cackle. "What? I can't compliment how attractive you are? I can't help it that you are such a sexy woman!"

Sarah rolled her green eyes. She should've known better than to take the bait. "You aren't just 'complimenting' me, Albert. It's the way you go about it. The things you say to me are ...