God damn it, why was she doing it again!
There she was, sitting on her back porch, naked except for her sun visor and a pair of high heels.
She couldn’t explain why she was doing it, she’d never been a sun lover, let alone a nudest, but each day for the last week, there she’d been.
She tried desperately to get up, or at least grab the towel that was just on the other chair and cover herself, to no avail.
Then she heard a twig snap and her eyes flew open, and to her horror, there was Roger, her next door neighbour looking over the fence at her.
No, he wasn’t looking at her, he was staring at her, a broad smile on his face.
But worse than that, her nipple were hard, her pussy was quivering and she desperately wanted to fuck him.
No… no that wasn’t right. She didn’t want to fuck him, she want him to fuck her.
A shiver ran through her at the realization that she wanted him to hop the fence, bend her over the chair, and pound her pussy right then and there.
She wanted to yell at him to go away, to stop looking at her, but instead she remained silent, afraid he might actually leave if she said anything, and kept herself on display for him.
Eventually he nodded, turned, and left, leaving her feeling empty.
Then a thought came to her… tomorrow she’d bring her dildo out with her, after all, if she couldn’t tell him what she wanted, she could at least show him.
A smile cross her lips as she stood up and wiggled her ass back inside. She still had no idea why she was doing it, but at least she had a plan on what to do about it.
