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"Joan" part 3
Part 3
Joan couldn't believe what she just read. Who could have possibly been watching her? There's only two posibilities. One house has an elderly man that can't make it up the stairs to see into her yard. The other is Jack. The man that owns the duplex next to her. The upper is empty, but that's not to say he wasn't up there watching! She tried to put it out of her mind and concentrate on her work. But it was impossible. All day she could only think about Jack up in the window watching her, probably jerking off the whole time. A few years ago, he had admitted to Joan's husband that he had a crush on her. It had to be him! She didn't think the old man could even work a computer, let alone send her his email! Joan was a few years older than Jack, but she had to admit when she heard that he had a crush on her she wondered what it would be like to get him in the sack! The day went on, and Joan couldn't even bring herself to looking at more pictures because everytime she thought about them, she thought about Jack and it was getting her excited. By the end of the day, she was so confused as to what to do when she got home. As she pulled in her driveway, she saw Jack walking up to his front door in sweatpants and a sweaty t-shirt from his daily run. He smiled and waved to Joan, but she ignored him and pulled into the garage. Sitting in her car for a few minutes, she decided she was going to do something she never thought she would do in a million years. Joan was going to give Jack the show he asked for, but not from the back yard. She was going over there and give hime a show!
Sifting through her lingere drawer, Joan found a pair of full cut red satin panties. After finding a matching bra, she grabbed an overcoat and fastened it snuggly before starting her walk next door. She stopped in the kitchen first and quickly chugged down a bottle of iced tea, and a half bottle of water. With every second that went by her heart would beat harder and harder. She kept asking herself, 'Should I really do this?'. But the tingle between her legs told her she had to. She peaked out the door and made sure nobody was out before heading next door. When she saw all was clear, she hurried over and rang the doorbell. When nobody answered, she thought maybe it was a sign and she should head home. Just as she turned around to leave, the door opened. Jack was standing there soaking wet with a towel tied around his waist.
"Hi Joan! I jus tgot back from my run and you rang just as I was getting out of the shower. Is there someting I can do for you?"
"Well,..........no. But I think I have to do something for you." was her response as she pushed her way past him and into his house. She shut the door for him and grabbed his hand. She led him to his patio and took a look around. She could not see any windows except the ones from the old man's house. "This should do." she said as she dropped the coat to her feet exposing her scantily clad body.
Jack looked her over from head to toe, and instantly his towel started to tent out. Joan noticed and quickly walked over to him. "I know you've had a crush on me. And I know you want me to put on a show, don't you?" she asked. Jack couldn't answer. He just stood there with a confused look on his face, with his mouth open. Joan whispered in his ear, "Why don't you lie back on your lounge chair and I'll give you a show you won't ever forget!"
Without hesitation, Jack did as she said. Joan qucikly grabbed the towel and ripped it off his muscular body, allowing his cock to stand at full attention. Joan told him it was ok to stroke himself for now. But she would stop him when she wanted. Jack wasted no time grabbing his cock and began stroking as he was enjoying the show so far. Joan kneeled down at his feet, and began rubbing herself over her panties. As she did, she noticed an open toolbox on the picnic table. Hanging out was some clothes line rope. Once her panties were well saturated with her own juices, she walked over and grabbed the rope, pulling out a roll of Duct Tape with it. She walked behind him and quickly tied his hands behind him on the chair. Then ripped off a piece of tape and sealed his mouth. "You're going to enjoy this too much. We don't want the neighbors calling the cops when they hear the screams coming from your back yard!" Jack nodded in agreemnet. Joan then walked back around and straddled his cock with her back to him. She lowered herself until she was rubbing her wet panties on his stiff rod. "Do you like the feel of my wet panties?" she asked, only to hear a mubled yes. "Well then you should really like this!" And with that, Joan opened the flood gates. Pee was spraying from her panties all over his cock. Jack began to let out moans of pleasure. Before the flow stopped, she started rubbing her pissing crotch against his penis letting the flow hit him all over his cock and balls. By the time she was done, the lounge chair looked like Jack was sitting in a filled baby bath. In total exctacy herself, Joan swiftly turned around and took his cock in her mouth tasting her own piss as she gave him the best blowjob he's ever had in his life.
She cupped his piss covered balls and sucked him till she felt he was about to blow and stopped. "Not yet, theres more!" she told him only to hear moans of pleasure from him. She again straddled him backwards, but this time she pulled the gusset of her panties to the side like she saw in the picture. She grabbed his dick and slid it inside her with little resistance. She rode him hard, splattering piss from the chair every time she would slam down on him. Once again, she could feel he was about to blow. Before he did, Joan stopped and began to concentrate. She had to poop and wanted to poop her panties like the couple in the picture. She let out a loud fart and thought that was all she was going to be able to do. But just then she could feel her anus begin to stretch. She closed her eyes and pushed. Jack watched in amazement as Joan's panties began to tent out. It was long and firm and it was pulling the back of her panties down. It didn't stop until it hit the resistance of Jack's stomach. Then it broke off inside her panties and the rest began to push her panties out again. Before the end of it finished filling Joan's panties, Jack shot his warm load deep inside Joan. But Joan wasn't done. She rode Jack until she reached her own orgasm, suprisingly keeping most of her poop contained in her panties. Joan sat there for a moment catching her breath before getting up and turning around. Jack's eyes were the size of silver dollars. She asked if he enjoyed it as she ripped off the tape. "Um, yeah. That was amazing! I've never done anything like that before! I can't believe it was that much fun!"
Joan leaned over him and gave him a little kiss. "Let's just keep this fun between you and I. I don't think my husband needs to know about this!"
Jack nodded in agreement, unable to talk from being out of breath.
"I can't believe it was that much fun either. I've never done anything like this before, but I figured this was better than just a show, huh? Oh, and thanks for the flowers!"
Jack looked at her with a confused look. "Well, I wasn't expecting a show, but anytime you want to do this, or give me a show, I'm open. But, I don't know anything about flowers."
Shock quickly overtook Joan. "You didn't watch my 'show' last night and send me flowers today?"
"No."
Joan couldn't believe what she just read. Who could have possibly been watching her? There's only two posibilities. One house has an elderly man that can't make it up the stairs to see into her yard. The other is Jack. The man that owns the duplex next to her. The upper is empty, but that's not to say he wasn't up there watching! She tried to put it out of her mind and concentrate on her work. But it was impossible. All day she could only think about Jack up in the window watching her, probably jerking off the whole time. A few years ago, he had admitted to Joan's husband that he had a crush on her. It had to be him! She didn't think the old man could even work a computer, let alone send her his email! Joan was a few years older than Jack, but she had to admit when she heard that he had a crush on her she wondered what it would be like to get him in the sack! The day went on, and Joan couldn't even bring herself to looking at more pictures because everytime she thought about them, she thought about Jack and it was getting her excited. By the end of the day, she was so confused as to what to do when she got home. As she pulled in her driveway, she saw Jack walking up to his front door in sweatpants and a sweaty t-shirt from his daily run. He smiled and waved to Joan, but she ignored him and pulled into the garage. Sitting in her car for a few minutes, she decided she was going to do something she never thought she would do in a million years. Joan was going to give Jack the show he asked for, but not from the back yard. She was going over there and give hime a show!
Sifting through her lingere drawer, Joan found a pair of full cut red satin panties. After finding a matching bra, she grabbed an overcoat and fastened it snuggly before starting her walk next door. She stopped in the kitchen first and quickly chugged down a bottle of iced tea, and a half bottle of water. With every second that went by her heart would beat harder and harder. She kept asking herself, 'Should I really do this?'. But the tingle between her legs told her she had to. She peaked out the door and made sure nobody was out before heading next door. When she saw all was clear, she hurried over and rang the doorbell. When nobody answered, she thought maybe it was a sign and she should head home. Just as she turned around to leave, the door opened. Jack was standing there soaking wet with a towel tied around his waist.
"Hi Joan! I jus tgot back from my run and you rang just as I was getting out of the shower. Is there someting I can do for you?"
"Well,..........no. But I think I have to do something for you." was her response as she pushed her way past him and into his house. She shut the door for him and grabbed his hand. She led him to his patio and took a look around. She could not see any windows except the ones from the old man's house. "This should do." she said as she dropped the coat to her feet exposing her scantily clad body.
Jack looked her over from head to toe, and instantly his towel started to tent out. Joan noticed and quickly walked over to him. "I know you've had a crush on me. And I know you want me to put on a show, don't you?" she asked. Jack couldn't answer. He just stood there with a confused look on his face, with his mouth open. Joan whispered in his ear, "Why don't you lie back on your lounge chair and I'll give you a show you won't ever forget!"
Without hesitation, Jack did as she said. Joan qucikly grabbed the towel and ripped it off his muscular body, allowing his cock to stand at full attention. Joan told him it was ok to stroke himself for now. But she would stop him when she wanted. Jack wasted no time grabbing his cock and began stroking as he was enjoying the show so far. Joan kneeled down at his feet, and began rubbing herself over her panties. As she did, she noticed an open toolbox on the picnic table. Hanging out was some clothes line rope. Once her panties were well saturated with her own juices, she walked over and grabbed the rope, pulling out a roll of Duct Tape with it. She walked behind him and quickly tied his hands behind him on the chair. Then ripped off a piece of tape and sealed his mouth. "You're going to enjoy this too much. We don't want the neighbors calling the cops when they hear the screams coming from your back yard!" Jack nodded in agreemnet. Joan then walked back around and straddled his cock with her back to him. She lowered herself until she was rubbing her wet panties on his stiff rod. "Do you like the feel of my wet panties?" she asked, only to hear a mubled yes. "Well then you should really like this!" And with that, Joan opened the flood gates. Pee was spraying from her panties all over his cock. Jack began to let out moans of pleasure. Before the flow stopped, she started rubbing her pissing crotch against his penis letting the flow hit him all over his cock and balls. By the time she was done, the lounge chair looked like Jack was sitting in a filled baby bath. In total exctacy herself, Joan swiftly turned around and took his cock in her mouth tasting her own piss as she gave him the best blowjob he's ever had in his life.
She cupped his piss covered balls and sucked him till she felt he was about to blow and stopped. "Not yet, theres more!" she told him only to hear moans of pleasure from him. She again straddled him backwards, but this time she pulled the gusset of her panties to the side like she saw in the picture. She grabbed his dick and slid it inside her with little resistance. She rode him hard, splattering piss from the chair every time she would slam down on him. Once again, she could feel he was about to blow. Before he did, Joan stopped and began to concentrate. She had to poop and wanted to poop her panties like the couple in the picture. She let out a loud fart and thought that was all she was going to be able to do. But just then she could feel her anus begin to stretch. She closed her eyes and pushed. Jack watched in amazement as Joan's panties began to tent out. It was long and firm and it was pulling the back of her panties down. It didn't stop until it hit the resistance of Jack's stomach. Then it broke off inside her panties and the rest began to push her panties out again. Before the end of it finished filling Joan's panties, Jack shot his warm load deep inside Joan. But Joan wasn't done. She rode Jack until she reached her own orgasm, suprisingly keeping most of her poop contained in her panties. Joan sat there for a moment catching her breath before getting up and turning around. Jack's eyes were the size of silver dollars. She asked if he enjoyed it as she ripped off the tape. "Um, yeah. That was amazing! I've never done anything like that before! I can't believe it was that much fun!"
Joan leaned over him and gave him a little kiss. "Let's just keep this fun between you and I. I don't think my husband needs to know about this!"
Jack nodded in agreement, unable to talk from being out of breath.
"I can't believe it was that much fun either. I've never done anything like this before, but I figured this was better than just a show, huh? Oh, and thanks for the flowers!"
Jack looked at her with a confused look. "Well, I wasn't expecting a show, but anytime you want to do this, or give me a show, I'm open. But, I don't know anything about flowers."
Shock quickly overtook Joan. "You didn't watch my 'show' last night and send me flowers today?"
"No."
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