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Caught in the act

The other day it was unseasonably warm, so I had the doors and windows open to take full advantage of the fresh air. My wife was at work, and having the house to myself I did what I often do - logged into xHamster and began enjoying myself.

About half way through my session, I heard the doorbell ring. With a sudden chill down my spine, I realized that the front door was open with just the screen door locked, and the way I was sitting I had my back to the door. Whoever was there might well have seen everything! Crap!!! Nothing for it but to answer the door, I figured. I pulled my boxer shorts up and adjusted them as well as possible, pulling the front of my t-shirt down to hopefully cover my erection.

As soon as I got up and turned around I realized I was in trouble. It was my neighbor, the talker. She's short and wide, with curly red hair, about 40-45 years old if I had to guess. She was standing there in her blue scrubs holding a package and looking at me wide eyed. "This came to my house by mistake," she said. "Am I disturbing anything?"

I tried to look her in the eyes. "Uh, no, not at all. I was just.. uhh.. relaxing."

"Mind if I come in for a second? Or are you going to leave me standing on the front porch?" I unlocked the screen door and let her in. "You know I saw everything, don't you, honey?" My heart sank and my cheeks flushed. This woman is the neighborhood gossip, and before long everybody - including my wife - would know what she'd seen. She saw me blush, and winked at me. "You're afraid I'll tell everyone what I caught you doing, aren't you? Well, I might, unless you give me a reason not to."

I was scared and thrilled at the same time, and more than a little curious exactly what she meant. "What kind of reason, exactly?"

"Oh, something I couldn't tell my husband about, perhaps. You could start by opening that computer and finishing what you started. I want to watch." As she spoke, she sat down on the couch facing my recliner and motioned me to sit back down. Figuring that I had nothing to lose and a lot to gain, I sat down and opened the computer again. "Now, don't hold back. I want to see it all!"

I pulled my cock out, listening to her moan and sigh a little as I did, then began stroking slowly, getting back into the swing of things. When I looked up from the computer, she was sitting with her knees up, legs spread, feet on the couch, with her hand down the front of her scrub pants. Feeling brave, I said "You know, you're better than any porn on this thing. Want to let me look at you instead?"

I couldn't believe I'd said it, but I was even more shocked when she agreed! She stood up and lifted her top off, then reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her huge sagging tits fell out, her pale freckled skin making her huge dark aureolas even more noticeable. She slipped her pants and panties down easily, and sat back down on the couch, legs spread wide, fingers in her fiery red hairy pussy. "Okay, here I am. I want to see you cum, young man!"

I looked straight into her eyes and began stroking furiously. In minutes, I blew my load, shooting all over my stomach and chest. "Oh yeah, I love seeing a man blow his load like that. You cum a lot harder than my husband does these days." As she spoke, she walked over and stood in front of me, still naked. She knelt and started to lick the cum from my body, tenderly cleaning my cock and balls, sucking my fingers, and licking my stomach. She crawled onto the recliner with me as she licked my chest, and rubber her pussy against my half-hard cock as she kissed me softly, her huge tits hanging down between us.

"Maybe next time you can stay hard and I can have a proper fuck! But you're done for now, and I've delivered your package." She giggled at her own joke as she put her clothes back on. "There, now it'll be our secret. I don't want a divorce any more than you do. Have a nice day!" She waved as she let herself out. Would would have thought it would get that hot in January?

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