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As I shaved and looked at my face in the mirror, my mind was busy.”What a day!” I ran down the list of my accomplishments. I’d trimmed the hedges along the privacy fence, cleaned the pool, cut the grass, tidied up around the old homestead. Trash on the curb, garage cleared of clutter and organized, my dinner fixed and consumed. I have to say, I was very pleased with my accomplishments for the day.The reason for all the work was my wife Janie. She’d been on me to get some of the things on my ‘honey do’ list honey done. She had also had to leave town for a couple days to work out the kinks in a new data system her company was installing for a major client. She was a wizard when it came to solving software/hardware problems.I knew she’d be gone for at least two days, maybe as many as four. I’d resolved to get as much done as possible the first day so I could use the others for some rest and relaxation. I’d been hitting it pretty hard on my job and needed to decompress a little.I got into the shower and the warm water felt so good gushing over my head. I just stood and luxuriated in the flow for a full minute. I shampooed my hair, rinsed, repeated. The washcloth was next, lathered and wet. I started at the top and worked my way down, pausing at my groin for a while as I soaped my cock and balls. I don’t mind confessing that I spent more time on them than any other part.Next, my legs and my funky feet. They’re not really funky but my wife called them that on the occasions I’d use them to tease her intimate places. She said I didn’t show proper respect for her naughty bits which isvecbahis forced me to demonstrate my proper level of regard. I’d characterize my attentions as much closer to worship.By this time, it had become fully dark outside. There were broken clouds which sometimes parted to reveal a fingernail of new moon.Instead of getting dressed, I went to the garage and got a beer out of the mini-fridge and, checking to make sure all exterior lights were off, slipped out the side door to the pool area.The last several months, I’ve had an increasing interest in nudity and used every opportunity to practice it. I thought stretching out on a lounger by the pool with a cold beer while I enjoyed the breeze on my nude body, would be a fine ending to a good day.Trying to set my beer on a small side table, I fumbled and it clanked to the concrete and tile pool apron. In trying to catch my beer I also knocked the table over.”Shit, I’ll stir up the neighbors!”Our next door neighbors were the Palmers: Crissy and Em. His name was the improbable Emerson L. Palmer, and people of a certain age always asked if his middle name was Lake. His deadpan reply was “No, it’s Lewis.” We just called him ‘Em’. He was a major in the Army.As if on cue I heard a soft feminine voice call out my name.”Bill, is that you?” It was Crissy Palmer.”Shit”, I thought, I’m busted. I knew she couldn’t see me in the dark, but she’d heard the ruckus and might call the cops if she thought there was a prowler. I knew I couldn’t slink away without making even more noise.”Yeah Crissy, it’s me,” I replied in a low voice. isveçbahis giriş I was hoping she would just go in her house and the whole incident could blow over.The simple solution is never the one that happens, is it? “Whew, you gave me a scare. I didn’t know who or what was creating all the noise.””Would it make things better if I said ‘Ain’t nobody here but us raccoons, Ms Palmer’?”She giggled, and it was a sound I liked, despite the terrible timing.”Bill, can I come over?””You have got to be fucking kidding me!” my interior voice yelled.”Crissy, I’m not really dressed for the occasion, okay?””Oh Bill, that’s okay, I’m not a fashion critic!”Next thing I hear is the gate in the privacy fence swinging open.”Alright, calm down Billy boy,” I tell myself. “You’re in your own yard in the dark, no big deal.”Chrissy arrived by the pool, walking very slowly to avoid taking a tumble.When she was close, the moon chose that moment to come from behind the clouds.”Bill!”, Crissy gasped. She started to giggle again.”I see why you were reluctant to invite me over! You’re a bad bad boy.”My inner voice chirped up, saying “We hold these truths to be self-evident.””I’m sorry Crissy,” I stammered.”I’m not,” she cooed to me.Chrissy had on a short silk kimono which looked a dark wine color in the semi-darkness. The hem stopped above mid thigh.Crissy is best described as a short and voluptuous little stick of dynamite. She is stacked with large full breasts, a medium waist flaring to full hips, a gorgeous round ass and muscular thighs. She’s under five feet tall, and her face is perfect. isveçbahis yeni giriş Full lips, a straight and somewhat large nose, greyish eyes, thick eyebrows and short curly brunette hair. Her hair was wild and I had nicknamed her ‘The Marvelous Mop’ when speaking of her to Janie. Her skin was lightly tannedWe’ve had Crissy and Em over for cookouts several times, as well as going to their place. Crissy wore a bikini for swimming and it complimented her assets wonderfully.”Bill, Em was called out of town suddenly. The general needed to call his staff together to prepare for an anticipated deployment. What the general wants, the general gets”, she finished with a rueful smile.Em is an officer on staff with a certain high profile general. His job was basically to make the general look good, thereby assuring further advancement in rank for himself. Em had his twenty years in, but wanted to make grade to colonel before he punched his ticket. It’s much better to retire at the pay grade of a colonel than that of a major.Crissy stood there admiring the view. I was embarrassed but not as much as I thought I might have been. I was also a little turned on to be there in the dark with her.”Are you the only one allowed to be comfortable?”Instead of waiting for my reply she unbuttoned the two buttons holding her kimono closed and shrugged it off. She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.I was finally seeing what I’d fantasized about for the three years we’d lived beside the Palmers. I’d never made a real pass as Crissy and Janie were pretty good friends, as were Em and I.”Is the pool open?””Sure, for you and Em, always. Would you like something to drink?””Wine, if you have any.” She started down the steps into the pool.”Wine it is. I’ll be right back.”I boogied inside the garage through to the kitchen fridge.
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