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New neighbourI'd seen the moving van earlier that day, somebody was finally moving in to the empty house across the street. I remember hoping it would be a hot single woman, or more than one preferably!I was 24 at the time, single, and living alone. I wouldn't say I was the best looking guy in the world, fairly average if anything. I'm 6'0 with short crop of dark brown hair, hazel eyes and a naturally athletic body that I don't have to work too hard to keep in shape.On the day I saw the van, I'd been out playing football with some friends and was walking back to my house. As I reached my door, I glanced back and there she was, standing talking to one of the removal guys. She must've been about 5'7, long blonde hair in a pony tail, curves in all the right places.It was summer time so she was wearing Escort Bayan cut-off denim shorts and white vest top, her skin glistening a little from the hard work of moving. I paused at my door to take in the sight, and as I did, she saw me there and shot me a smile. Suddenly conscious I was staring, i smiled back and hurried inside.As I climbed into the shower a few minutes later and the warm water ran over my body, I found my mind wandering back to the new girl across the street. She must've been a little older then me, early 30s maybe. Probably married I thought. But I hadn't seen any guys around besides the removal man. But how could she not be with that body, I thought.As my minds eye wandered over those long, shapely legs, rounds ass, and up to her Bayan escort perfect breasts, I noticed my hand was now gently stroking my rapidly hardening cock. I tried to imagine a scenario where I could get a little closer to her. Perhaps she'd seen me at the door earlier, and called me over to help her with something I thought.I reached for the shampoo, and squirted it over the head of my now rock hard cock. One hand stroking up and down the length, while the other worked the tip as I imagined following her into her house, not taking my eyes off that sexy ass in those shorts.Leaning back against the shower wall, both hands on my now slippery cock, I imagined doing some little job for her which she'd like to thank me for, but she says she wouldn't know how. I Escort tell her I know a way a she can thank me. I'd never be so forward in real life, but in my fantasy I can say whatever I like.I imagine she gets the message and, moving closer to me, reaches into my shorts and pulls out my cock. Back in the real world, my balls give a little twitch at the thought of her hands on me. My own hands moving faster as the precum starts to ooze from the tip, adding to the shampoo lubricant.I imagine her down on her knees in front of me, both hands guiding me towards her waiting mouth. Her tongue reaches out to meet me as she takes the tip into her mouth...The thought of her warm lips around me is too much to bear. I open my eyes in time to see the first of four strong jets of cum leaving my now pulsing cock. leaning against the wall for support as my orgasm washed over me. Stroking right through until I couldn't take any more, I slumped back, satisfied.Just as I was recovering, I heard the doorbell, and then a knock at the door. Fuck. I grabbed a towel and ran to answer it...