Kevin Sellers

Hot mother next door

CHAPTER ONE

"Hi, Mr. Jenson! Can I use your pool?"

Sam Jenson looked up from the book he'd been reading and twisted around in his lawn chair to see Mindy Blake standing at the five-foot hedge that separated their back yards. Her attractive face beamed with an irresistible smile and a thick fleece of long blond hair shimmered in the morning sunlight with a glow that almost him squint. Without hesitation, he grinned back, "how could I turn down a smile like that? You know you don't have to ask, Mindy. The pool's yours anytime you like. Just come on in and enjoy yourself."

If it was possible, Mindy's smile brightened even more. "Thanks, Mr. Jenson! I've been tanning for the last hour and if I don't take a dip right now I think I'll explode!"

Sam chuckled at that, shaking his head at the girl's unbridled exuberance as she skirted the hedge toward the back entrance, golden tresses flying.

His smile froze when Mindy bounced up to the patio where he sat. "I thought you'd say yes, so I came prepared. You don't mind, do you?"

She halted before him, posing to let the full impact of her skimpy bikini sink in.

Sam's reply came out in a surprised grunt, as he found himself feasting on the teenager's voluptuous body, trying to take it all in at once.

Mindy had a full, ripe figure and her brief attire took every advantage of it. The bikini was hardly more than a few bits of flimsy material drawn tight across her lithe shape and held together by pieces of string tied in bows. Two triangular flaps no larger than the palms of his hands stretched desperately to hold in a pair of tits so, bounteous that they spilled out on all sides, dazzling him with their creamy hugeness.

Sam's eyes flickered down over her trim, flat stomach to the bit of pink cloth covering the juncture where her slender, smooth legs met.

Mindy's crotch was perfectly outlined by the tight fabric, showing the dip of cleavage between her fat cuntlips and exposing golden hair from its fringe.