Chapter 1

Couple of the guys in the apartment complex started a club of guys all about the same age. Well, there were only 3 of us, but it was a club, and we were all the same age, with a president, vice president and secretary/treasurer! Behind the complex was an old access cart path that ran the length of the block that the complex was on. It had not been used in over 30 years, so it was grown up with trees and lots of brush and briars. We first noticed it when a dog ran back there with our baseball. When we caught up with him, we found that the small animals had a trail that ran the length of the cartpath, plus to the end where there were a few very nice homes. We borrowed some tools and weapons of mass destruction from the maintenance man at the complex and made the path wider and taller, so we would not have to walk hunched over or get scratched from the briars. We made our access opening at an angle and behind the dumpster fence, hoping no one would see it. We quickly realized if we climbed up some of the smaller trees, we could see over the privacy fence and into the patios of the residences on the first floor of the complex. So we had several good finds of topless women laying out and plus a couple involved in sexual activities!

The best was down toward the other end I think, where the houses were. There was a church on the next block but the parson’s house was on our block. We had a clear view in his back yard, patio and even see in their garage when the door was open. The preacher’s wife would come out of her kitchen walking around inside her garage, with only a robe on. Mostly around 4 pm to about 5 pm. She would come out of the kitchen door and walk around the car in there and open doors and bend over like she was looking for something in it. You could see her robe open and close when she twisted and turned. Exposing large white breast and naked thighs. She would open the trunk and do a lot of leaning over in there looking. Turning and twisting and flashing. Over an hour she may come out and do it twice or several times. But at least twice I think. We borrowed a Jason’s dad’s spotter’s scope and the view was a lot better, but we wanted more I think. So needless to say, we would run to our viewing spot, almost every day after last class. If the garage door was open with her car in it, we might have a show. So we stayed there 4 till 5 and enjoy the view. One rainy afternoon, we were pleased to see the door open. One of the guys said he had an idea for a better view. Follow me, he said and off we took. Slipping around some hedges, over to the garage door entrance. He took out a large handkerchief tied it around his face. We were doing the same, when she came around the car. We crutched down and grabbed her, pulled her around to the front of the car, one of the guys held a handkerchief over her eyes. He said be quiet and we won’t hurt you. All this time we had pulled her robe open and went to work feeling her up and pulling on her nipples. Then we took turns licking and sucking on them. My hands found their way to her thigh meat and that soft muff at the top of them. She was soaked, I dropped to my knees and started kissing and licking. She was moaning, I looked up and the boys were kissing her and sucking on her tongue as she offered it to them! Then we heard a noise, sounded like it came from her kitchen. The other guys took off, leaving her panting heavily, I kept kissing and licking her pussy. She whispered please finish me! I looked around and pulled her to the back seat of her car, closing the car door, quietly. Sliding her robe open as far as I could get it. I fell in between her thighs the heat and moisture was unbelievable. I could tell she was soaked as I slide inside of her, sadly it did not take me long to give her my all. Afterwards, sitting on the floor back of the car, I watched her sleep, breathing heavy at first and then quietly. I continued to play with her breast and nipples, sucking and kissing. I wanted to touch her pussy some more, but it was a mat of goey jism, so I just stayed with her breast. Covering her with her robe and about to leave, she woke and smiled at me, but then frowned. She whispered, you shouldn’t have been so naughty, shame on you! Run home now! I leaned over and kissed her lips, slowly. Then slipped out of the car, seeing a pencil and note pad on a table in the garage, I ran back and ask her for her phone number. She said no at first, but I said I wanted to check on her later, smiling. She gave it to me! I called her every day during the week, about 4 pm, mostly to just hear her voice. I would tease her and laugh with her and she sounded so happy. We would tell each other what we watched on tv the night before or how our day had been. I found out she was a very unfulfilled preachers wife. That explained her naughty carport escapades. She would get herself worked up and go to her room and finish herself. That day we bombed her was unexpected, but enjoyed she said. That was really what she was fantasized about she said. That and other things, like what I asked? She told me of grocery store teasing, driving up on the interstate 30 miles are so to visit a grocery store where she was not known and tease the clerks with down blouse views and in the parking lot teasing the young bag boys showing them the same. She admitted sometimes, she would play with herself all the way home, finishing while sitting in the auto in her garage! Let’s play together I suggested, starting the next day. She could pick me up after last class! I’ll have to write more later, kind of busy playing! “-)