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It had been almost six months since I started this project. I’m pretty good with my hands, but this job has challenged me in new ways. At almost sixty, my body isn’t as limber as it used to be and I don’t have the stamina, but that didn’t stop me from taking on this modest remodeling project. At least it started out modest. Somehow that’s not how it ended up. It sounds easy to put in a lipless walk in shower, but creating a sloped shower floor is anything but trivial. Between the concrete floor and tile, the engineer in me pretty quickly realized that it was a much larger project that I’d initially expected. Normal floor joists aren’t designed to carry the load of two inches of concrete and hundreds of pounds of tile and mortar, let alone AFTER they’ve been cut into to create a slope from one end of the shower to the other. I spent almost two weeks just beefing up the structure under our new walk-in shower before I could even start getting ready tile. Of course there’s also the usual plumbing to be changed and added, new electrical runs, and and and. I think you get the point.

Six months and it was finally ready to use. Jenny and Eddie, my next-door neighbors had come in a number of times to check out my progress. They’re a younger couple, mid thirties, two careers, no kids. You know the type. They’ve been living next to us for almost three years now. Eddie isn’t a bad guy. He just isn’t very handy. A few months ago they had a washing machine hose burst and Jenny came running over for emergency help. Eddie couldn’t even seem to figure out how to shut the water off to the machine for gods sake. No, he’s not exactly what I’d call handy.

Jenny in many ways is more handy than Eddie is. She’s taken a keen interest in my bathroom project with the idea that she might like to try and redo one of her own bathrooms. She’s crawled into the crawlspace with me to see how I modified the floor joists, watched me apply the heated floor tapes, floor tile and wall tile. She, not Eddie, helped me carry the vanity in one evening and set it in place and then stayed and watched while I installed the sink top and hooked everything up. I was more than willing to show her how it all worked, but I doubted that she’d really have the skills to do a bathroom tile job without a LOT of help.

“Hey Robert!” Jenny called as I was dragging the packaging cardboard from the new stool out to the garbage cans.

“Hey Jen. How’s it going today?” I asked, looking over at her as she stood in the yard near one of her many gardens. She had on a tank top that was pretty much glued to her body with sweat, her easily C cup tits pushing the front out in two large mounds with prominent bumps in the material where her nipples would be. As she walked toward me, even from thirty plus feet away I could tell she didn’t have a bra on, given the way each sexy breast wiggled with each step, as if the damp top being partly translucent didn’t already tell me that. Her shorts were, well, short. If they were any shorter or tighter, they wouldn’t have legs at all. Yeah, she was definitely a looker on a slow day, and in this outfit I had to admit that my dick started to harden in my shorts almost immediately.

“Hot. I wanted to get some of this gardening done, but it’s just miserably hot out. How about you?”

“Pretty good. I’m declaring my project done.” I answered with a smile as I stood and watched her walk toward me, my cock getting harder in my shorts with each step she took.

“Yeah? I bet Anne’s happy about that.”

“She will be when she gets back. She’s out of town for a few days.” I answered as she stopped less than a dozen feet away from me.

“So do I get to see?” She asked as I tried not to stare at her breasts, now showing much more plainly through the wet material of her white tank top.

“Uh. Sure. If you want.” I answered, having to take a few fractions of a second to drag my brain from her tits to what she was saying.

“Cool!” she answered, turning to start walking toward the house. “I’m really looking forward to seeing how those body sprays came out.”

“Yeah. Sure. I don’t think I had them fully installed last time you saw it.” I said, having to walk fast to actually catch up with her. I couldn’t help but watch her ass wiggle side to side with each step, my brain jumping to dirty old man mode, wondering how firm it would be if I reached out and squeezed it. My cock was already rock hard in my shorts when she stopped to bend over and take off her shoes. Her shorts pulled tightly to her pussy as she bent over to untie her sneakers, almost pulling in between her lips as she kicked off her dirty sneakers. She straightened up and stepped into the house without even looking back, heading down the hall toward the master bedroom and bathroom.

Now when I do a project I really do it all the way. The shower was no exception. A doorless walk-in shower with digital temperature controls for each of the two identical multifunction shower heads, body sprays and hand wands. It yalova escort was some of the best stuff Delta had to offer.

“Wow. This is REALLY nice!” she said as she stepped into bathroom with the new five by ten foot shower cubicle. She ran her hands across the tile and the transition to and from the six inch band of glass accent tiles midway up the wall before turning the control selector knob above the flow control knob. “Nice! Can I turn it on?”

“If you want. Just be careful you don’t get soaked. You have the body spray selected at the moment.”

“Oh. We wouldn’t want that.” She said a she stepped back.

“You can turn it on, just turn that top knob back straight up so it’s only the shower head.”

“But then the side spray’s don’t work?”

“No. But you won’t get wet either.” I chuckled.

“Have you used them yet?”

“Actually, I haven’t.” I admitted. “I’ve just run them to make sure they work and don’t leak.”

“Well, we should then!” she said with a grin. In one surprising and quick motion she turned toward me and pulled the white tank top up her body and over her head, tossing it past me to land on the bathroom floor near the sink. I stared at her evenly tanned tits, easily a C cup, maybe even more, each with a large pink puckered areola covering a good portion of the front of each sexy breast. Her nipples were every bit as hard as my dick felt, each as big around as my pinky and protruding out nearly twice that much. I really didn’t have time to even think to protest before she was unsnapping her shorts and pushing them down. She turned away and bent over, her almost completely bare ass sticking out at me, except for a few tiny strings attached to a white thong panty, that had pulled down nearly to her thighs as she pulled her shorts down. She stepped out of the denim micro shorts and tossed them toward her shirt before reaching up and skimming her panties off a moment later. Still bent over to pull the tiny panties over her feet, her bare ass and clean shaved pussy lips pushed out at me from between her muscular thighs, her lips full and round with only a small amount of delicate looking inner lip protruding.

“Jesus Jenny!” I blurted as she turned to face me, giving me a view of her completely nude body from tip to toe. Her tits swayed and wiggled slightly as they came to rest after her sudden turn, leaving me having to decide whether to stare at her incredibly sexy breasts or her completely shaved mound and pussy.

“What? Never seen a naked woman before?”

“Um. Yeah, but not in my shower. Except for my wife of course.”

“Well, how can I see how it works if I’m dressed. For that matter, how are you going to be in here if you’re still dressed?”

“Uh. Um. Who said anything about getting into the shower naked with you?” I asked in shock.

“What? You bashful?” she asked with a laugh as she turned the knob to select the body sprays, the two little aimable heads popping out of the wall and adding to the cascade of water coming from the main head.

“Well, somewhat.” I said, still clearly shocked by her actions, but not so much that I wasn’t going to look at her definitely sexy body. “But won’t Eddie be upset with you naked in my shower?”

“Oh. I doubt Eddie will care. It’s just a shower. Not like I haven’t been naked in front of other men before.”

“You’ve been naked in front of other guys?”

“Uh huh. No big deal.” She said with a smile, stepping to the second shower head and turning it on as well. She adjusted the temperature on the second control and then turned that body spray on as well creating a cascade from above and the two sides of the cubicle. “Well? You coming in?”

“Not dressed!” I answered.

“So? Undress.”

“I don’t think my wife would like that.”

“Come on Robert! It’s not like I’m inviting you to fuck me. It’s just a shower!” She said with a hint of either exasperation or amusement in her voice. I couldn’t quite decide which.

“Yeah but…” I said as she stepped to where I was standing. She grabbed my shirt and pulled me into the spray. In moments my clothes were soaked as I stood in the combination of sideways and downward sprays.

“Well, might as well take em off now, since they’re already soaked and all.” She said with a girlish laugh.

“Jesus Jenny.” I swore quietly, not at all sure how to respond to her surprising actions.

“What? Need help? Okay.” She said as she reached for the tail of my t-shirt and pulled it up. “Come on. Help me out!” she coaxed. I waited until the look on her face finally did turn to irritation and then with a sigh, finally lifted my arms so she could pull my shirt up. Her smile returned as she tossed my soaked shirt on the floor with a loud plop of wet before she squatted down in front of me, her hands going to my shorts. I couldn’t help but look down at her as she squatted in front of me, her knees pushed apart, her shaved mound clearly visible past her big tits, hanging down with water streaming off of them. yalova escort bayan As she pulled my shorts and boxers down my unsurprisingly hard dick popped free, nearly slapping her in the face as she leaned a little closer to push them down to my ankles. “Shoes? Really?”

“Um. Yeah.” I answered, feeling a little embarrassed as my hardon brushed against her face and hair as she worked to take my shoes and socks off. She finally pulled my pants off over my feet, leaving me as naked as she was.

“Nice dick, by the way.” She said, reaching up with both hands and giving it a few strokes before standing back up. “Bet Anne loves working this!”

“Not really appropriate.” I said as I blushed at comment.

“If you say so.” She chuckled as she turned her back to one wall and backed up toward it. “But it is a really nice looking cock.” She added as she reached down behind herself for the lower spray head and angled it upward. “Ohhhhh. Now THAT’s a useful shower head!” she squealed as the water sprayed up between her legs, the tiny streams beating against her pussy. She stood in the spray, leaning slightly toward me, her tits swinging side to side as she moved her hips slightly to help aim the spray in just the right place. After several seconds she turned around to face the wall and spread her legs, positioning herself to let the spray bounce off her pussy again. I could see her reaching down to spread her lips and let the water hit her clit. “You should try this. I bet it’d feel good on you too.”

“Try what?”

“Men are so dense some times.” She groaned. “Jesus this feels good. I bet if I stood here long enough it’d make me come.”

“If you say so.”

“What? You never played with a shower?” She asked, turning her head to look at me. “Oh lord. Come here.” She said, stepping back and turning toward me. She twisted me to face the side wall and the body spray head and pressed herself against me, her soft tits and rock hard nipples pressing into my back as she reached around me to grasp my eight inches in both hands. She pressed herself against me to coax me forward, pushing me with both her tits and hips until she could reach the spray head and adjust it up to spray on my balls. She slowly stroked my cock as the water beat gently on my balls, making them tingle. I let out an involuntary groan at the sensations her hand and the water were having an effect on me. I could feel her body rubbing against mine, her tits and hard nipples sliding side to side on my back as she slowly stroked my cock with both hands while the spray teased my balls.

“You know. You keep doing that you’re going to have to do more than stroke me with your fingers.” She cooed softly from behind me.

“OH. God. Sorry.” I said quickly jerking my hand from between us. Without realizing what I was doing I had let my hand slip between us and I was stroking her pussy with a finger as she stroked my cock.

“I didn’t say I wanted you to stop.” She cooed, taking one hand from my dick to find and pull my hand back between us. She coaxed my fingers back between her legs before whispering, “I was enjoying it just fine.” We stood there for long seconds with her hand stroking my cock while my fingers nervously stroked between her legs. “Why don’t we swap?” She whispered huskily.

“Swap?”

“Yeah. Why don’t you let me be in the spray a little.” She said, pulling away from me, but holding onto my dick with one hand. She turned herself around to face the other wall and stepped toward the spray, pulling me along with my dick. ” I wonder if we can both get tingles at the same time?” she asked a little breathlessly as she pushed my dick down and pulled on it, trying to coax me closer, aiming me down between her legs. “Come on sweetie. I don’t bite.”

“We shouldn’t.” I protested weakly as she guided my dick down between her ass cheeks before letting go of it. She moved her hand to my hip and pulled me to her until my cock slid between her legs, my head sticking out between her thighs into the water spray pinging off her pussy.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” she asked rocking her hips slightly to slide her pussy lips along my shaft. In only moments she was rocking herself too and fro enough to slide her lips all the way along my shaft until my engorged head disappeared between her lips. Each thrust was a combination of hot wet pussy and hot tingling spray. “God. This feels really good to me.” She cooed softly, reaching one hand down between her legs to pull my cock up tighter against her wet lips.

“Uh huh.’ I agreed, reaching both hands around her to cup each large tit. I hefted each orb in the spray, letting my thumbs gently stroke back and forth across her hard nipples as I moved them slightly from side to side so that the water spraying from the other side spray was alternately teasing one and then the other nipple.

“Oh god yes.” She moaned as she rocked on my dick, the little cave she made around my shaft sliding on and off of me, pushing me very much closer to escort yalova climax. I felt her fingers press against the bottom of my head, pulling me up tighter to her pussy as she slid forward. I think both of us knew what was going to happen next, and as much as I felt I should protest, my brain just couldn’t. She pulled forward until my head slipped up between her lips, far back along her slit, right to the entrance of her vagina. She pushed me up and leaned farther forward, forcing my engorged mushroom head up into the entrance of her tunnel before pushing back again, driving me several inches into her. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuck.” She moaned, moving her hand from between her legs to push against the wall for balance. She leaned even more forward to provide me a better angle while pulling me by my hip, moving us slightly so that the water sprayed up between her legs and against her pussy.

“Fuck me. Make me come.” She moaned as my body almost automatically started to slide in and out of her, not really thinking about what I was doing so much as reacting to the sensations of her hot wet pussy around my shaft. I held her tits in my hands, squeezing both soft orbs and hard nipples, as I plunged in and out of her, my hips slapping her bare ass and making her whole body shake with each impact. Her tits were practically bouncing out of my hands as she pushed back at me with each plunge, banging our bodies together hard with each stroke.

“Fuck. I’m gonna come.” She moaned. “Gonna come so fucking hard.”

“Uh huh.” I agreed in a grunt, my body screaming that it was going to explode in her at any moment. I suddenly felt her pussy squeeze me, her vaginal tunnel spasming to clench around me as her orgasm washed over her. I continued to stuff myself in and out of her for at least a couple dozen more strokes, her pussy seeming to grab and hold me as my already engorged shaft seemed to swell even larger. My body jerked hard, jamming my cock deep into her and unleashing a huge gush of hot cum into her tight pussy.

“Oh fuck!” she squealed loudly as I stood behind her, my body bucking and spasming as I unloaded shot after shot of cum into her pussy.

“Oh damn.” I groaned as I stood behind her, my body finally letting my brain process what we’d just done.

“You can say that. God what a fuck!” she panted as she leaned against the wall with both hands. “I can’t remember the last time I came so fucking hard!”

“Um. Yeah.” I said, panting behind her. “But we shouldn’t have. God how are we going to explain this?”

“Explain what? Shower works fine from what I can tell.” She said as she slowly pulled off my softening cock and turned around to face me. She stepped against me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her body tightly to mine. “You worried about what your wife will say?”

“Yeah. Shouldn’t I be?”

“Probably. But you don’t have to tell her you know. I mean what good would it do?”

“You gonna tell Eddie?”

“Maybe.” She said with a shrug. “He’s been warned that he needs to put a more effort into the bedroom scene.”

“You don’t think he’d say anything to my wife just to get back at me?”

“Not if he knows what’s good for him.” She said softly. “I suppose I don’t HAVE to tell him. I mean not if you don’t want me too.”

“I DON’T!” I said quickly, not wanting to end up with a problem of that magnitude with a neighbor.

“So, you feel like you have to tell your wife?” She asked, raising her eyebrows questioningly.

“I feel like I need to, but I don’t really want to.”

“Well, you don’t have to. I mean you could just not say anything.”

“I don’t want to lie to her either.”

“Not telling her isn’t exactly lying. Besides, what’s to say that she hasn’t thought of cheating on you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, just that we’ve talked a little about fantasies. Maybe trying something or someone different has crossed her mind too?”

“Are you trying to say that my wife has been talking about cheating on me?”

She laughed softly. “Slow down there stud. I didn’t say that at all. Remember asking me about getting naked in front of other men?”

“Yeah, you kind of blew it off.”

“I know. When I was a lot younger I used to dance. It helped pay for college.”

“Oh.”

“I can see that look in your eyes. No. I didn’t fuck all my customers. That’d be prostitution, and I wasn’t about to get arrested, even for that kind of money. But I did get undressed and rub my body all over them. And if they were real nice and tipped me really well, I’d even let them pull out mister happy and I’d rub my tits and sometimes even my pussy on their dicks.”

“Oh.” I answered, not sure what else to say.

“It’s okay. I understand. Men like to go watch women get naked for them and rub their bodies all over em, but they aren’t the kind of women most men take home to mama.”

“I suppose not.”

“Well. Until just now, you saw me as a hot sexy woman. One that incidentally didn’t have too much trouble seducing into real sex. You going to think differently about me now that you know what I used to do?”

I was silent a few moments before answering. “No. None of my business what you did in the past.”

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