Being Neighborly

I am a divorced middle age man who now also happens to be an empty nester and pretty happy as a bachelor. The divorce was not my fault and I kept our suburban house. What is odd is I have always been the giver in every relationship I have ever been in. Which brings us to July of 2007. My neighbors have 4 girls and the youngest just graduated from high school. Lisa had been going out with this guy since her sophomore year. I think he may have been a year older than her. I was pretty sure they were sexually active as I sometimes could hear the sisters taunting each other with sexual references. One day I heard Lisa say to one of her older sisters (after doing yard work), "Hey Linda? How do you like my mow job?" The girls giggled and then I heard, "Looks good Lisa, ya ho!" Last month I was out doing yard work of my own. I really thought the entire family was gone to work as Lisa has had a summer job at the community pool keeping people above water. Lisa was home some days but I was never sure which ones. So I am working away and I keep thinking I hear crying. I was not sure if it was a person or an animal. I decided to track the sound and opened the gate to the neighbor's privacy fence to their pool. Here lays a bikini clad Lisa on the pool deck sobbing. Her face was red with tears. She sobered up when she heard the gate click behind me. I told her I did not mean to disturb her but I heard crying and was wondering if everything was all right. She said, "It's ok, Mike. Tom broke up with me and is with another girl right now." I sat down on the deck next to her and asked her if she wanted to talk about it. I let her have her vents and rants and then I decided to get personal and perhaps make her feel better. I asked Lisa if Tom was her first and if she gave herself to him completely. She said she did and started to cry again. I told her I had often heard her sisters using expressions that danced around the topic of oral sex and asked her if she had done that with him. She shook her head and confirmed she did. Before she could start to cry again I smile and said, "Do you swallow or spit because, in my mind, spitters are quitters." With that her red and swollen face burst into laughter. She offered to get me a beer and I said sure. When she came back outside I could tell I had turned a corner with her and made her feel better. I was pondering if we were doing the secret dance of sexual desire and about to come on to each other as this little 18 year old definitely seemed to want me around for awhile. As we settled back into the pool chairs I said, "Lisa? Tell me something. I hear girls your age today go down on boys to keep from getting pregnant but is it reciprocal?" She asked what the reciprocal word meant and I said, "Did Tom go down on you?" Lisa looked away from me and into her lap and said, softly, "No...". I said, "The guy is not worth crying over then. He is a user!" We sat quietly for awhile and the tension built. I could feel it in the air. Lisa suddenly said, "Ok, I am a swallower. Now how about you? Are you a user, too, or did you go down on your wife, Kelly." Me being me, a real smart ass, and not at all sure where this conversation was going and whether I wanted it to go there, I decided to defuse things and said with a mock serious face, "You never heard her screams of pleasure? You never saw the bruises on my shoulders? You never saw her constant smile?" Again, Lisa was in hysterics. Another pause and Lisa said, "Your ex seldom ever smiled." I looked seriously forward and said, "Yeah, I tried everything known to man to get her to lighten up but in the end, it was all for naught." Lisa said, "I know this is very personal but did Kelly ever go down on you?" I answered, "She would suck me for awhile but then finish me by hand and never let me finish in her mouth." Lisa suddenly stood up and said, "This talk is making me hot so I am getting in the pool." I said, "That sounds like a good idea for me, too." We swam around and waded for another half hour as we talked. Lisa got out of the pool at one point while I remained in. She sat on the edge facing me with only her legs in the water. I had not looked at her for most of the visit but now I was riveted on what a truly beautiful woman she had become. I knew she was a cheerleader in high school but, man... I watched her grow up from a little girl so I always thought of her more as a daughter than a neighbor. Conversation soon trailed off in the heat of the day and pretty soon Lisa put a towel around her shoulders. I figured it was to block the sun or because she was cool in the breeze but a wicked smile and what would happen next but those two thoughts in the grave. Lisa looked around a bit apprehensively and said, "Want to see something kind of neat?" Not knowing what was coming I said, "Sure." Lisa wiggled her bottom as she lowered the bottom half of her bikini to reveal a neatly trimmed pubic region. She slightly parted her legs and said, "Pretty neat, huh?" I almost died but not one to be outdone by a fellow smart ass I said, "I don't have my glasses on. I need to get closer." I thought for sure Lisa would freak as I moved inches from her vagina but she only spread her legs a little further apart allowing me to get between her knees and closer. I said, "Wow! Neat! What do you call it?" She said, "I call it my mommy part." Even though we were teasing and joking around, I now felt an erection in my shorts and instinct kicked in. As I slowly glided ever closer I could hear Lisa's breathing become more laboured. As she saw my tongue come out of my mouth she gave her legs one further adjustment apart. I went to town on my neighbor's daughter licking her clit as I ran my index finger in and out of her vagina. I satisfied her so completely, when it was over, she came to me in the pool crying and planted the wettest and longest open mouth kiss I have ever experienced. Lisa then removed her bikini top allowing me to see what I would guess to be her "C" size breasts for the very first time. Now my dick was really throbbing and I was actually starting to hurt and was thinking of leaving to go home and take care of business but that was not what Lisa had in mind. Lisa smacked the pool deck with her hand and said, "Get your ass up here, Mike. It's your turn now!" With some apprehension, I did not know what time it was or when her parents would be home, I did as she instructed. She pushed me backwards on my back and pulled my shorts off over my legs. The same way women like to hear they have great breasts, men like attention shown to their cocks and while I was not sure she was sincere, Lisa said, "Oh man! You are so much larger than Tom's!" Not sure what to say, and really nervous about the situation, I said, "Average length is said to be 6 and I am just shy of 7." Lisa stunned me when she quickly quipped, "Looks good enough to eat to me...", and took my entire length deep into her throat. Now I am not sure how it is for most older men, but I sometimes lack sensitivity down there. As hard as Lisa worked to take me into her throat, and as good as it felt, she sensed this was not going to get the job done. True to Solo-Touch, Lisa began to run her right hand up and down my shaft while only sucking the head of my penis until that point when I could not contain myself and grabbed the back of her head and unloaded what turned out to be more than a man age normally produces. Long story short, this was most probably a one time occurrence and I can live with that but still, one never knows what may cum with tomorrow. I feel a little bit of guilt about a 53 year old being with an 18 year old but I think I will learn to live with it. Lisa's tears are long gone and she now waves at me and gives me a knowing smile.