Billy was on his hands and knees pulling weeds at the edge of the grass. He was right along the property line between his house and the Collins’ house. Then he heard a car coming up the street. Turning, he looked up to see his neighbor, Martha Collins’ cool, little sports car warbling up the street.
Martha was hot, he thought. And now she would be stopping only a few feet from where he was working on his hands and knees. Maybe I’ll get a shot of her legs when she gets out of the car. Why, I might even see some panty, if she’s wearing any. Just thinking about her not wearing any panties gave him a tingly feeling down in his cock.
He knew that all the guys on the block thought she was a real hottie. Especially for her age. (more…)