judged would have been in her late twenties or early thirties, as his wife Maree.
Now Maree was a knock-out, good looking, light golden brown skin, long black hair down to her waist, and a lovely pair of tits straining to get out of a black bra under a tight white blouse. She was quite tall with lovely legs going up under a tight, denim just-above-the-knees skirt, which accentuated the two cheeks of a beautiful full round bum.
I could hardly take my eyes off Maree, and wondered how Jack could possibly keep her satisfied without having a heart attack. I stammered out a hi as I held out my hand and told them that I was pleased to meet them. We talked small talk for a few minutes and then they went off in their car.
I could not get Maree out of my mind, and realised that my cock was hard and straining inside my pants. I just had to hurry up and finish and get inside. Once inside I just had to lie down on the lounge and take out my cock and fantasise that Maree and I were naked together and that I was hard up inside her pussy fucking her as hard as I could, while she moaned in my ear for me to fuck her harder and faster.
The next time I saw Maree was when I came out of the flats to get my car one Wednesday about 2 in the afternoon. She looked as ravishing as she had when I first met her, and my cock immediately sprang to attention. She had obviously been shopping, and was carrying two bags of groceries, which appeared rather heavy.
I walked over to her and put my hands and took the bags from here, saying, “Let me help you with those.”
She flashed her beautiful eyes at me and said, “Thanks Tony, they are a bit heavy.”
She opened the front door of the units, but I beckoned her to go in first. She stepped in and stood so as to hold the door open fro me to come in. As I went in the door, she was so close to me that my left arm brushed across her breasts. She looked and me and smiled as I said sorry.
I motioned for her to go up the stairs and fell in behind her. I was about two steps behind her, but my eyes were level with her beautiful bum, which was so rounded and perfect in her short skirt. My cock was straining hard against my pants as I followed her up the stairs. It was all I could do to stop myself from dropping her bags and grabbing her around the waist and pulling her body back onto to my throbbing cock.
Eventually we reached the first floor landing outside her door. She stopped and opened her purse and took out her key. After opening the door she turned to me and held out her hands to take the bags. I knew that in taking the bag she must have seen my bulging cock, because a faint smile came over her face and her eyes looked straight into mine, and she said, “Thank you. Would you like to come in for a drink?” and then alerted me to the fact that Ted was in there by saying, “Ted would enjoy having a talk with you.”
I wondered whether Ted would enjoy seeing me follow his gorgeous young wife into their flat with a raging hard on bulging out of my pants, so I made a quick excuse that I had some urgent things to do. She smiled again and said, “Perhaps we can have that drink another time.”
I knew that I could not possibly go anywhere until I had got rid of my very strong and aching erection. I said, “That would be nice Maree,” and then opened the door of my flat and quickly went in. I pulled my pants off, flopped down onto the couch, and took my swollen cock out of my underpants. I grabbed a couple of tissues, and with that picture of Maree’s beautiful bum in my mind, came into the tissues with barely half a dozen strokes.
I only saw her once twice again in the next week; Jack and she came or went from the building, but each time she flashed such a smile at me that I knew that life was going to be very dull until I got into her panties, but that seemed to be so remote that felt that I was going to spend a long time dreaming about her and having to have fantasy sessions with my cock
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