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“Mr. Couglar! Boy, am I glad to see you!”

The beautiful blonde stood in the doorway, wearing only the skimpiest of bikinis. She may as well have been nude. The tiny triangles of the top barely covered the nipples of her buxom breasts. Meanwhile, the thin strip of the bottom was just wide enough to cover the hairless feminine cleft beneath it.

Jim Couglar managed to tear his gaze away from her nubile young body long enough to meet her ocean blue eyes. “Good to see you, Candi. Happy to help. Definitely not a good day for your air conditioner to go on the fritz. Can’t have you melting here all alone while your parents are at work, now can I?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Candi giggled. “Look at me, I’m all sweaty. I was about to go and cool off in the pool when you arrived.”

Jim followed her into the house, admiring her tight little bubble butt, and the way the string of her bikini bottom buried itself between her firm, well tanned cheeks. He envied that string, wishing it was his tongue there instead.

Candi turned and smiled when she caught him looking. “So, where do you wanna get started?”

“Um, HVAC unit is in the basement, right? I’m assuming the breaker box is as well?”

“The what box?”

“The breaker box. So I can shut the… oh, nevermind, just point me to the basement.”

Candi led the way downstairs, affording him more time to oogle her almost nude body.

The heat was only slightly less oppressive in the basement. Still, Jim was already sweating. So was Candi, standing directly beside him. Her scent was strong but not at all unpleasant.

“Focus, dammit,” he thought, chasing his wild thoughts away to concentrate on the task at hand.

He located the breaker box easily enough. The switches were labeled, fortunately. Jim reached out to flick the HVAC switch in order to kill the power, but it was already in the OFF position.

Toggling it, there was a click, followed by a power hum and, moments later, the rush of air blowing through the ductwork.

“Well, if that wasn’t the easiest fix ever,” Jim chuckled. “Circuit tripped. Must have been a surge. Happens a lot in the summer; overtaxed power grids.”

Candi squealed excitedly. “It’s fixed? That was it? Oh my God, you must think I’m such an idiot! I can’t believe I never thought of that. I feel so stupid!”

“Don’t,” Jim smiled. “How would you know if no one ever showed you? But at least now you’ll know for next time, if it happens again.”

Candi threw herself into him. “Oh, Mr. Couglar, thank you! I owe you, big time!”

Jim’s cock stirred in his pants as Candi’s hug lingered. His arms wrapped around her, his hands finding the small of her back. Her skin was warm, soft, inviting.

Candi must have felt his arousal, but instead of pulling away, she pushed herself against him, her breasts now firmly against his chest.”You know, it’ll take awhile for the house to cool down. Wanna join me for a swim?”

“Is this really happening?” Jim wondered. Out loud, he managed a nervous, “I’d love to, but, um, I didn’t bring a swimsuit.”

Candi arched an eye. “That’s okay. You can just swim in your boxers. Or less, if you prefer,” she winked.

Jim’s heart raced with excitement at her more than obvious inference. Still, he felt obliged to offer up the standard objection. “I don’t think my wife would approve of that.”

Candi’s breath was warm on his lips, her own mere inches away. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Jim had a moment where guilt gnawed at him. He could almost hear the Angel on his left shoulder: “Please, stop! Consider Elaine. You’ll break her heart!”

The Devil on his right didn’t hesitate to snap back. “Elaine? You mean ‘Sex Once A Month If She’s Not Too Tired And Blowjobs Only On Father’s Day’ Elaine? Fuck that bitch! This girl is fucking gorgeous and SHE WANTS YOU, DUDE! So what are you waiting for?”

Jim’s inner demon, and ultimately his raging erection, made the choice for him.

Grabbing Candi, he pulled her to him. Their lips met, parted, and immediately welcomed each other’s dancing tongues.

Jim couldn’t remember the last time he felt flesh this firm yet soft beneath his hands. Candi responded to his touch eagerly, yanking open Jim’s shirt, fingers running through his chest hair before sliding down his sides then grabbing for his belt buckle.

Jim reluctantly stopped her. “Not here,” he panted, gasping for breath. “Too hot. Upstairs. Now!”

Candi giggled as he swatted her ass for emphasis, then turned and darted up the steps, Jim following closely behind.

Her bikini top was off by the sixth step. By the ninth step Jim had caught up and yanked at the two strings that held on the bottoms, which slipped off her to land unnoticed on step seven.

Jim was naked by the time they reached the couch. Candi flung herself supine, Jim vigorously threw himself on top of her.

“Oh, Mr. Couglar! Take me! Take me hard!”

Jim felt that awkward at first, and almost asked her to call him by his first escort name before realizing just how hot it was to have this gorgeous young 19 year old breathlessly calling him “MR. Couglar.”

He was overcome with lust and desire, to the point an almost animalistic urge took over. Grabbing her thighs, he pulled her legs open wide. Her perfectly waxed vulva reflected the sunlight streaming in through the open bay windows which faced their street. Jim shrugged from his mind the thoughts of a passing neighbor or worse yet, his wife returning home from her errands early and glancing through to see him positioning himself between her splayed legs.

Her eyes went wide at his raging cock. “This what you want?” Jim snarled, wagging it at her.

“Oh, yes!” Candi cried. “Fuck me! Make me your little whore next door!”

Jim moved to try and position himself, but after struggling for several frustrating moments found the couch simply not wide enough to accommodate himself comfortably in the missionary position.

“Fuck this,” he growled. “Get up!” Without waiting or giving her a chance to respond on her own, Jim pulled Candi up roughly by her wrists. Her eyes were a mix of fear and lust as he spun her petite frame around and bent her over the arm of the couch.

“Spread your legs.” A loud crack echoed in the room as Jim spanked her for emphasis.

With a whimper, Candi complied. “Don’t make me wait. Fuck me already!”

There was no foreplay. None needed. Candi’s pretty pink petals were flowing with more than enough nectar to easily accept his rock solid stamen.

“Oh, fuck! So deep!”

Those were Candi’s last coherent words for the next several minutes. Jim pounded her relentlessly, with a vigor and vitality he’d thought long since gone.

Candi, to her credit, not only took the punishment he dished her, but actively encouraged it, each squeal louder than the last as he slapped at her tight young ass. Jim could feel his balls bounce on the fingers Candi was now using to frantically rub her clit as he pumped away. Within moments his cock was coated in a sheen of creamy whiteness, the scent of her now strong in his nose.

Her tiny brown asshole winked at him from their exertions, and Jim couldn’t help but place his hand over her ass, pressing his thumb up against the tight ring, making Candi gasp with delight.

Their rutting didn’t last long. Jim felt himself swelling, felt the slow, steady pulsing from deep within his loins that signaled the inevitable release.

Candi sensed it and whirled on him, sweat flying from the tip of her nose as she practically screamed at him. “I feel it! I feel it! Cum in me! It’s okay! It’s okay! Don’t you fucking pull out! I… wanna feel… oh, GOD…!”

Candi’s cries were drowned out by Jim’s own lustful howl as he erupted within her, his pace unwavering even as he felt all conscious thought melt away, replaced only by sheer, unadulterated bliss.

Jim had to close his eyes to stop the room from spinning. He opened them to find Candi slowly pulling away from him, her body as soaked in sweat as his, the flush of her skin apparent even under her summer tan. His still mostly erect cock slid out of her with a wet, sloppy plop.

Together they collapsed onto the couch, where they silently held each other until each had caught their breath.

Candi broke the silence. “That… was fucking HOT!”

Jim couldn’t help but laugh as he wiped moisture from his brow. “That it was. In more ways than one.”

Candi eyed him mischievously. “Wanna go cool off in the pool?”

Before he could answer, Candi was up and moving. Jim quickly followed, chasing her as she maneuvered her way through the kitchen and out the patio doors to the yard.

Jim couldn’t help but enjoy the sway of her ass as she ran barefoot across the grass then dove gracefully into the in-ground pool.

Without hesitation, Jim jumped in right behind her, the wave from his cannonball splashing Candi just as she surfaced.

The water was cool despite the heat of the day. Jim was glad for it, feeling immediately refreshed and rejuvenated.

He eagerly sought Candi out, and to his delight she was more than willing to join him. Moving into his arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his back. Her body felt light, and the buoyancy of the water certainly made holding her in this position easy.

Again their lips met. Softer this time. More tender. But just as passionate.

Candi finally broke it with a happy sigh. “God, I’ve wanted this for so long, Mr. Couglar.”

Jim couldn’t hide his surprise. “Seriously? YOU wanted this? Wanted ME? Why?”

“Why NOT you?” Candi answered. “You’re a hot, sexy older man. Silver Fox, good body, GREAT dick. I’ve been wanting to fuck you ever since I got home from college.”

“Well, I’m glad you…” Jim stopped suddenly as her earlier words finally registered. “Wait. Hold up. You said ‘great dick.’ How would you know…”

Candi offered a wicked smile. “What? escort bayan You didn’t realize I could see you in your bedroom window spying on me all those times? I mean you were right there, just jerking away. A girl can’t help but notice these things, ya know.”

Jim felt stunned. “You… saw me…”

Candi laughed. “Of course I did. And I loved it. Do you think I’d have paraded around naked every night with the lights on and curtains open if I didn’t?”

“So you… you wanted me to…”

“Yes.” Candi reached between his legs to grab his rapidly swelling member. “I liked you watching. I loved you masturbating to me. And now I really want you to fuck me again.”

Without hesitation, Jim lifted her by her ass and settled her into position. She purred as he slid inside.

Jim was unable to pump in this position. The best he could do was simply hold on as Candi ground herself over him, short but deep thrusts, her inner warmth a sharp contrast to the cool water surrounding them.

While there was less urgency, their passion hadn’t dimmed one iota. Her ocean blue eyes locked with his as they coupled, her face an ever fluctuating canvas of lust and desire. Jim could not recall the last time he’d seen a woman enjoying herself so expressively, so openly, so unabashedly thrilled to be this intimate with him.

Elaine certainly hadn’t looked at him like that in a long, long time.

Jim shunted the errant thought of his wife aside, focusing all his attention on the blonde beauty currently in his arms, writhing away like a wild woman.

With a toss of her head, her eyes went wide, and a crimson flush burst forth over her tan chest. “Oh, god, gonna cum, hold me tight, don’t let go, just… stay… in me!”

Jim felt the contractions of her vaginal muscles as well as the sudden increase in both heat and lubrication that signaled her orgasm. Throwing herself forward, she buried her face against his neck, stifling her cries. Her body trembled in his arms for several long moments.

When she lifted her face, she greeted him with rosy cheeks and a satisfied smile. “Damn but you make me cum hard. I’m surprised you didn’t cum with me again on that one.”

Jim shrugged modestly. “A little too soon since the last time. But I’m sure I can manage again eventually.”

Candi carefully slid off his still hard cock. “I hope so. Because I’m certainly not done with you yet. But let’s take this inside to my bedroom. I think we’ll both be more comfortable there.”

The two made their way upstairs, where Candi led Jim, not to her bed, but to the walk-in shower in her bathroom.

There they rinsed the sweat and chlorine from their bodies, and Jim for the first time took a moment to truly appreciate his young neighbor’s lithe body as he washed and caressed every bare inch of her.

His erection had only slightly faded on their way inside but quickly returned to full strength as he soaped her oh so firm tits, her nipples turned hard little pebbles under his fingers.

His cock fit perfectly between her tight little ass cheeks, the sudsy water allowing him to slide along the crack easily.

He was tempted to simply aim lower and enter her again, but their first two couplings had been pretty frantic. This time, he wanted to savor the moment.

Still, Candi didn’t make it easy. Her body was so soft, so sexy. He couldn’t keep his hands off her, and by her reactions to his touch, she was certainly enjoying herself as well.

Spinning around, she lifted herself up on her toes to kiss him, and now his cock was firmly sandwiched against her lower abdomen, throbbing and twitching away as the two made out under the shower head.

And then she was sliding down him. Jim stepped forward enough so that the spray would not flow directly onto her now upturned face. Her eyes sparkled as she took his cock and guided it to her lips.

Jim groaned as she planted several light kisses along his shaft and head before slowly, teasingly, taking him in her mouth. One hand gripped his base, the other found his balls. Candi worked both expertly, her eyes never breaking contact as she gave him the sexiest, sloppiest blowjob he’d ever had. Saliva drooled from her lips, running down her chin to her breasts. Candi slurped loudly as she bobbed up and down, her tongue licking and twirling along the thick vein running the length of his shaft, sending shivers through his entire body.

He wanted to cum, was close in fact. But he knew if he did, he would probably need some time to recover if he wanted to fuck her again. And he truly longed for the warmth of her tight young pussy again.

So instead, he reluctantly pulled her off of him. Her adorable pout almost made him regret it. “Get up. Let’s take this to your room.”

That returned a smile to her face. They dried off quickly then fell together on her bed.

Now it was Jim kissing his way down her body, sucking at her nipples even as his hands moved lower, caressing her hips and thighs and then bayan escort that warm, slick treasure between them.

Moving lower, Jim’s lips and tongue eagerly traced their way down her belly, reaching her plump pubic mound. He marveled at its smoothness, not a stray hair or stubble to be found.

Jim took a moment to admire the pure pink perfection of her delicate labia and swollen clit before diving in to feast on her.

Her scent was intoxicating, her taste delectable. Candi grabbed him by the hair, pressing his face into her even as her moans became squeals. “Oh, yes! Right there! Ooooh, fuck yes, Mr. Couglar! You know just how to…ahhh,… eat my pussy!”

Encouraged, Jim worked at her til his jaw ached, determined to make her cum and cum hard. It was an ego thing for him. Especially since his wife more often than not rebuffed his oral advances, always saying she simply prefered to just fuck. But Jim loved eating pussy. Everything about it turned him on, and he took pride in now making this young woman lose all control as he tended to her delectable sex.

Soon, her vocalizations became almost ear piercing as she reached her crescendo, her hips now bucking beneath him. Candi’s screams were so loud Jim worried the neighbors might call the cops.

As her climax ripped through her, he was rewarded for his efforts with the tangy taste of her thick, gooey cream. He lapped it up greedily.

Finally her wails subsided, at least long enough for her to manage a breathy, “Get up here and fuck me!”

Jim eagerly moved over her, and Candi lifted her head enough to lick her juices from his lips.

She was wet and needy. He was hard and ready. Still, instead of simply plunging balls deep as he did the first time, Jim forced himself to slow down.

Taking a firm grip on his cock, he slid the head up and down between her glistening petals, enjoying the almost ticklish sensation. A slight move of the hips and then he was inside, literally just the tip. Candi was squirming beneath him in a desperate attempt to take more, but he managed to hold her off, instead simply flexing his abdominal muscles enough to tease her entrance repeatedly.

When finally he could resist no more, he pushed deeper. Still, he went slowly, feeling her soft flesh part for him, her tight walls taking him in their firm, oh so warm hug. It was like entering heaven. He could almost hear the angels sing as he finally bottomed out deep within her.

Or was that sound simply her?Jim had never been with a woman as vocal as Candi. It was as if she couldn’t contain her lustful pleasure and was forced to release from her lips.

When she wasn’t squealing or moaning, she was pleading. “Oh fuck me. Fuck me just like that Mr. Couglar! I wanna feel every inch of you, deep inside me!”

Jim of course obliged. But unlike their earlier bouts, his pace was leisurely, without hurry, allowing their passion to build, to connect with each other, to truly make love, not simply fuck.

Oh it wasn’t LOVE of course. For either of them. But in the heat of the moment they allowed their emotions free reign, sharing a bond usually reserved for long time lovers.

Or at least that’s how it felt for Jim. His heart raced even as he kissed every inch of her skin he could manage to reach, all while still remaining inside her, keeping his steady, hypnotic rhythm.

When she came the tears flowed, for both of them, and Jim’s orgasm was not far behind hers. Their voices blended in a harmonious cacophony for a brief eternity before finally fading away with the last few orgasmic waves of bliss.

And then there was silence, save for the steady sound of panting breath.

Time ticked by. Their comfortable cuddling was finally interrupted by the sound of Candi’s phone. Her eyes went wide as she retrieved it from her nightstand. “Fuck! It’s my dad!”

Candi didn’t need to tell Jim to stay quiet as she answered the call. Her voice quivered at first but she managed to steady it.

“Hey, Daddy, what’s up? Huh? Oh, already? Yeah no, I don’t need anything from the… oh, dinner? Um, pizza, I guess? Sure, sure, sounds good. What? No, he came over a few hours ago and fixed it. Yeah it was just a stupid breaker. Yes, of course I thanked him.”

Jim almost burst out laughing at the wink she dropped him there, but managed to stifle it. Candi smacked at him, her eyes glaring an urgent, silent message to shut the fuck up.

“Okay Daddy, I’ll see you shortly then. Love you too.”

Jim was already up, finding a towel to cover himself. “Guess that’s my cue to get going.”

Candi followed him downstairs and together they gathered their scattered clothing. Jim dressed quickly. Candi, however, remained naked.

“You’re not making it easy to leave,” he smirked as she moved into his arms for a goodbye embrace.

“Just leaving you with something to remember,” she purred, kissing him softly.

Reluctantly, Jim pulled away. “Dammit, girl. I really gotta run. But I want to see you again soon.”

“I’m sure you do,” Candi grinned. “I’m sure we can arrange that, Mr. Couglar.”

“We have to be careful, though,” Jim cautioned. “My wife can never find out. So we need to make sure this stays a secret, okay?”

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