I watched your house from the window and lusted to see you. My house was at the end of a cul-de-sac that perched on a ridge that overlooked the houses that lay below. Behind me lay the green meadows of farmland and before me the sprawl of urban life. I lived in a Gothic monstrosity of a house that had been built more than one hundred and fifty years ago. A house that now would be considered something either to be pulled down or renovated to a more modern monstrosity.

I had lived here for all my life and I had watched as the houses had moved closer to me each year. Last to be built was your house and I had seen you walk into the house only recently. I had been attracted to you almost instantly and I wondered how I could introduce myself and seduce you.

I had noticed that you seemed to go for a walk in the woods behind the ridge each evening and this day I intended to meet you. Soon I thought, soon we shall meet and I felt that sensation that happens in the pit of your stomach when you are nervous of what lies ahead. Then your door swung open and you walked out in your shorts and shirt.

Seeing this I arose and exited through the back door. I walked slowly waiting for you to come along and I wondered what I would say. Yet as I waited there was no sight of you and I began to retrace the path and walked towards where I thought you could be. I sweated profusely in the hot, humid air. As I walked I noticed that the ground was dipping and folding hiding the path from the view of others.

I rounded the corner and you came around the corner at the same time. My mouth dropped as I saw you. You were naked and carried your clothes in your hand. I almost turned and ran but continued to walk to you. You slowed and I saw you gulp but then there was a smile as you continued to walk towards me.

“Good afternoon lovely time for a walk,” how trite that sounded and I wondered what you would say.

You smiled and spoke, even your voice was as arousing as your body. I admired your curves how gloriously sexy you were. I felt a stirring in my cock and I licked my lips and wanted to touch them to your breasts, to feel your nipples hard between my teeth and to feel my groin grinding against your hips. I tore my mind away from your body reluctantly as you talked.

How best to describe you, your legs were muscled and led to flaring hips that were womanly. I saw the smooth shaven pussy and lips that protruded slightly. Your breasts were the perfect shape and size to take in my hand to caress and arouse. Your face shone with beauty and intelligence and your hair was meant to be combed by my fingers. You smiled and spoke.