EroticReverie

When I get home I walk in the house and grab a Gatorade and chug the whole thing down and slam it down on the counter.

“Fuck” I curse quietly to myself thinking of Brooklyn. Having an argument with myself about whether or not I’ll look. Knowing I fucking will.

I go upstairs and take my sweaty clothes off and throw them in the hamper and get into the shower. I take all of three minutes with my cock raging for the show that the fucking high school minx across the street promised me.

I grab a towel and pull a chair to my window and I sigh and peel back the curtain slowly.

“Jesus Christ” I say. Because Brooklyn Rose Walker has her windows pushed up and I can see her white curtains blowing at the sides as she sits right in front of her window.

She must have pushed her bed up against the window because now she’s right in front of it and her ass is to the window and she’s bent over head to her bed and fingering herself.

I drop my towel and grab my cock immediately.

I watch her groaning wishing I had a better view, wishing my cock was replacing her fingers and giving that little fucking tease what she deserves.

I watch her hand slip from between her legs and then reach for something and I curse when she grabs a dildo and reaches behind her and starts to fuck herself with it.

It takes me all of five minutes to cum to her, I grunt as my cum hits the fucking curtains and I curse having made a mess. I watch for a moment longer and then slip from the window when she starts to turn around.

“Fuck” I say out loud and walk to my closet and get dressed.

I need to get some things done around the yard and garage and still have to unpack some boxes. And I promised the boys I’d take them to the sports store. Let them get kayaks for the lake nearby when they’re here.

I put on a pair boxer briefs and a pair of black gym shorts and grab a pair of socks and my shitty beat up sneakers for yard work and throw them on.

I go downstairs and see that one of my sons has actually woken up early and he’s standing in the living room looking out the window. Staring in the same fucking direction I was. But he’s not hiding. It’s Kyle my 19 year old.

“Morning” I say and he jumps and looks at me.

“Oh- hi - morning “ he says stuttering his words and walks from the window to the kitchen adjusting himself as he does.

“I have some boxes to unpack , some of it’s your stuff from the house, clothes and shit. Find the boxes with your name on them and at least bring them to your room and tell Greyson to do the same when he gets up. I’ll be out in the garage and yard working on some stuff for a bit.” I say and he nods keeping his back to me not wanting me to see his erection. And I don’t fuckin wanna see it either.

I go to the garage and press the automatic opener and roll up the door and walk to the edge of the garage taking a glimpse at my favorite window of the Walker house and see that the show is over at least from what I can see. Plus her windows are closed now.

____

A few hours go by as I work , my mind often drifting to thoughts of the little exhibitionist that lives across the street. Greyson and Kyle both come out in their basket ball shorts from high school. Greyson is still in high school and plays varsity just like his brother did last year before he graduated. Kyle has “taken a year off” even though me and his mother both advised against it. But he’s working. So as long as he’s not doing NOTHING we decided to stop hassling him, and he’s actually starting community in the fall. So our worries are over.

“Hey dad” Greyson says. “Need help?”

They help me finish up organizing the garage and then Kyle and Grayson both decide to clean their cars and I grab the lawn mower for the yard.

As I’m mowing and they’re cleaning their cars, I notice a certain someone walk her way across the street. I look to the boys who have already spotted her because they’re looking and waving. I stop the lawn mower and she glances over.

She’s wearing tiny jean shorts that are frayed and have the pockets hanging out the bottom and a white tank top that’s so tight you can see her white bra through it. The way her tits stretch her top makes it easier to see.

“Hi Cole” she says waving to me, cheerily and innocent as if she didn’t come on to me and ask me to watch her masturbate.

“Hi Brooklyn” I say.

My sons looks to me. Probably finding it strange I’m on a first name basis with the hot little thing walking herself over to them. I walk over too and the boys turn of the hose and stop spraying down their cars.

“I just wanted to introduce myself, which one of you is Kyle and Which one is Greyson? WAIT!” She giggles before they can answer and taps her chin.

“Let me guess!” She says and the boys laugh.

“Alright” Kyle says and crosses his arms.

“Your dad told me Kyle is 19, Greyson is 18.” She says looking at their matching shorts.

“But you’re both wearing Graw High basketball shorts. Hmmmm” she says as if she’s speculating trying to figure it out.

I catch Kyle give her a confident grin and Greyson grins too.

“Kyle” she points to Greyson.

He cocks a brow. She scrunches her nose.

“No?” She asks and giggles.

He shakes his head and then steps to Greyson and reaches out her hand.

“Well then nice to meet you Greyson” she laughs flashing those perfect teeth.

“I’m Brooklyn Rose Walker” she says her full name as if she’s royalty. And fuck. On this street in this town. I suppose a girl like her is. To the males at least.

“Hot name” Kyle says and she turns and shakes his hand and gives a flirty little giggle and lowers her chin to her chest pretending to be bashful.

“Thanks” she says. “Kyle”

He nods. “Welcome” he says.

And already I can tell both of my boys are having the same dirty thoughts about this girl I’ve been having for weeks since I moved in.

“Your dad told me you guys are here for the week, and then again in summer.” She says.

They both nod.

“Well if you want and your dad says it’s alright there’s a party tonight later , you guys should come. Get to know some people” she smiles.

They nod and Greyson looks at me. I nod. Kyle knows he can do what he’d like as long as he’s responsible.

“Yeah. Sure” Greyson says and she smiles and claps her hands.

“Awesome.” She giggles again and pulls her phone out of her back pocket.

“What are your numbers so I can text you later?” She asks. The boys give her their numbers and she punches them in.

Then she looks at me. “What’s yours? You know. Incase they get into trouble and I need to call someone to bail them out of jail?” She jokes and the boys laugh but I catch the little bite on her corner lip that knows that’s not the reason she wants it.

I tell her my number.

“Great. Then if I ever need a cup of sugar I can text either one of you” she says to us with a little smile.

“I’d love to give you sugar.” Kyle says and I reach up and smack the back of his head.

Brooklyn pretends to be bashful again and giggles.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” She flirts back.

I roll my eyes as the boys and her laugh.

“Well. I have to go but I’ll text you guys later?” She asks them and they both nod.

“Great” she says with a smile and waves to them and turns. But then looks back over her shoulder at me and gives another wave. She gives a smile and walks back to her house.

All three of us watching her hips and ass move as she crosses the street , not looking back before going inside.

“She’s hot” Greyson says.

“Super hot” Kyle agrees.

“best man wins?” Greyson says.

“Prepare to lose lil bro” Kyle says and they shake hands.

I shake my head at them and wonder if Brooklyn will come on to them the way she does with me.

______

Later on after all the shit is done and we’re back with brand new kayaks. It’s only 2 pm and the boys decide to take their kayaks down to the lake right now.

I stay home and sit on the couch.

A little after they leave my front door opens and I jump up and look over my shoulder and Brooklyn smiles.

“Hi” she says. I stand up.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“You should really lock your doors” she says.

“And you should knock” I say but I’m not mad or aggressive.

She giggles and shuts the door.

“But then you might not have let me in” she says and slips off her sneakers.

“You’re probably right” I say and look out the window.

“Don’t worry. Nobody saw me come in” she says and walks into the living room and sits herself down on the couch and looks up at me as I watch her. She pats the couch.

“Sit back down Geeze. I promise I don’t bite.” She smiles.

I sit back on the couch.

“You shouldn’t be in here , alone with me” I say.

“Why? Afraid you might get seduced?” She teases and crosses her legs and grabs the remote and flips the channel.

“I was watching something” I say.

She turns her head and flips of the tv.

“I know something better for you to watch” she says I stiffen sitting up straight as she moves and stands.

“What are you doing?” I ask as she starts to unbutton her jean shorts.

“Taking my clothes off” she says.

“No. Don’t do that.” I say.

“Why?” She says as her shorts drop and she lifts her tank top.

“Christ. Put your clothes back on I say reaching to the floor and picking up her shorts and handing them to her.

She grabs them and throws them.

“No” she says and reaches behind her back, unclasps her bra and takes it off tossing it to the floor.

“Shit” I say under my breath as she grins. Her full tits, hanging perfectly on her chest, her nipples soft and her areolas are fucking perfect for her sized tits.

“Brooklyn” I say watching her push her panties down. “You should not be doing this.” I tell her.

“Why not?” She says and then sits down on the wooden coffee table in front of me and leans back and spreads her legs.

“Don’t you like looking at me?” She grins and licks her lips as her legs continue to spread and my eyes go right to her pussy.

With a tiny triangle patch of hair pointing at her slit I lick my lips.

“Of course. You’re. You’re...a stunning girl” I say. She grins.

“I’m not a girl. I’m a woman” she says and reaches her hand over her stomach and slides it down.

I nod.

“Yes. You are. But. “ I gulp watching her fingers spread her lips.

“You should do this for someone your own age. You’re too young for me” I say.

“Hmmm” she says.

“The law says otherwise Mr. Carter” she giggles watching me shuffle in my seat.

I swallow hard. She slips her middle finger down between her lips and into her pussy.

“Did you watch me when you got home earlier? Your son did” she smirks.

I look up at her.

“I caught him. Well. He doesn’t know I knew that he was watching.” I say.

“Mmmm. But did you watch me?” She says licking her lips.

“My pussy was so wet.” She says and as her finger moves in and out I can see and hear that she is now too.

“You watched didn’t you?” She moans pumping her finger faster.

“Yes” I admit.

“Dirty man” she giggles playfully and slides her finger out of her pussy and lifts it tasting herself.

“Shit” I curse watching her suck her finger and then lower it again this time rubbing her clit.

“I love being watched.” She says.

“I couldn’t tell” I say sarcastically looking at her and she giggles.

“You watched me before today too, didn’t you?” She says and her hips roll as she touches herself.

“Yes” I say.

“Mmmm. Have you seen me fuck?” She asks.

“Yes” I answer and look up at her.

“You wanna fuck me don’t you Mr. Carter?” She says and bites her lip with a devilish grin.

I let out a tortured sigh.

“Mmm” she grins. “You do.”

“When is the last time you had pussy Cole?” She asks and I look back down as she slides her finger back inside.

“When’s the last time you got your dick wet in a woman?” She purrs.

“Fuck Brooklyn. This is bad. You need to leave.” I say.

“Answer my question first ” she says.

“Then you’ll leave?” I ask. She nods with a little grin.

“Probably about a year” I answer.

“Oh no...” she shakes her head frowning. “That’s too long.”

“You can fuck me if you want to.” She says casually as her finger keeps fucking her wet pussy.

“Brooklyn. No” I say firmly.

She gives a little shrug.

“Okay.” She says.

“But if you change your mind.” She slips her finger out and sits up and slips it in her mouth again.

“Just text me” she winks with a little giggle.

“You fuck the other neighbors ?” I ask.

She gives a playful smirk.

“That’s none of your business. I don’t kiss and tell.” She says.

I raise a brow.

She laughs. “No. I haven’t.”

She stands and walks to her bra and tank top picking them up and starts to dress herself.

I watch her pick up her shorts next.

“Your panties” I point to the floor and she giggles pulling up her shorts and zippers them up and bends to grab her panties.

“A souvenir” she says tossing them in my lap with a laugh.

I look at them and don’t decline the gift.

“You can’t do this again” I say.

She shrugs. “Okay”

“I’m serious.” I say when she grins.

“I’m forty. You’re eighteen” I say.

She giggles.

“Mhm. That’s been established.”

“It’s not a joke” I say and she smiles.

“You need to get laid.” She says and walks over and helps herself to my lap.

I lean back away from her my hands on her thighs pushing but not enough to actually remove her from my lap.

“I can get laid just fine.” I say and she smiles, grabbing her panties and she giggles and lifts them to my mouth. I grab them from her and glare and she laughs.

“I bet you fuck hard. And rough” she says leaning into me her tits pressing into my chest her mouth close to mine as she speaks.

“Brooklyn. You need to leave.” I say.

She shakes her head. “No. I need to cum.” She whispers and her hips roll , grinding over my cock and I groan.

“All over your cock” she says and playfully grabs my lip in her teeth and pulls. My hands grab her hips as she rolls into me.

“Mmm” she moans as she lets go of my lip and leans back. I watch her body roll as she grinds against my dick.

“I want to soak your cock with my wet pussy” she tells me as she licks her lips.

“I want to fuck you so bad” she moans.

“Bounce my pussy on your dick like a little slut” she moans and I groan.

“Fuck” I curse and grip her hips harder.

“I want to sit on your face and make you eat my pussy” she moans and I do too. My cock throbbing in my pants.

“I want you to lick my pussy Cole.” She moans. And I lick my lips imagining her riding my face.

“Don’t you want to know what my pussy tastes like?” She moans and grinds faster , panting and my one hand slips from her waist up her stomach under her tank.

“Mmmm , touch me Mr. Carter” she moans.

“Put your hands all over me” she says.

I groan and smooth my hand over her stomach as she still leans back and slide it up till I feel her bra and then back down. She moans.

I watch her lift one hand and slip it down into her shorts, lifting her hips and then pulling her hand out carefully. She brings her finger to my lips and I watch her grin as she traces my lips and I smell her sex on her finger and before she’s done I lick both of my lips and then take her finger.

I groan and how perfect she tastes.

“Cole” she moans and pulls her finger from my mouth.

“Please.” She brings her mouth close to mine.

“Fuck me” she whispers.

“I want your cock inside me” she whimpers, so needy.

“I can’t” I tell her. “It’s not a good idea”

“Your sons would fuck me” she says.

I nod. “I’m sure they would”

She pouts and stops rolling her hips.

“You’re gonna make me fuck the younger Carters? I want the main Carter. The king” she says and slides her hand up my chest.

I laugh slightly.

“I’m not making you do anything. You’ll fuck who you want.” I say.

“Don’t you want to fuck me and make your wife jealous?” She asks. I raise my brow at the idea. What a prize that would be. Her fucking someone over twenty years older. And me fucking a hot piece of ass twenty years younger.

She smiles and leans in and kisses my neck I groan as her soft lips go to my ear and she whispers.

“Show her that she fucked up. And you’re not missing out. “ she says.

“I have nothing to prove to her” I say and Brooklyn pulls back and looks at me.

“I want to fuck you. I want you to bring me around her and have her know your dick has been inside me. Have her know my young pussy is riding this fucking dick now.” She says grinding again.

I smile slightly. “You’re evil”

“I don’t care what you say. I know you want to get revenge on her for being a cheating bitch” she says.

I look at her and she stops rolling her hips.

“Tell me I’m wrong.” She says. Her hands on my shoulders.

“Not wrong. But. Not something I’m going to do.” I say.

She gives a little sigh and pushes up slowly off my lap.

“I recommend getting laid Cole.” She says and walks around the couch and starts to put on her sneakers.

“And why is that?” I ask with a laugh, she smirks slipping on her second sneaker.

She comes up behind the couch.

“Because I want to fuck you” she says sliding her hands down my chest from behind her mouth on my ear as she bites it gently and runs the tip over tongue along the side.

“And it’s been a year for you. And I know if I were to have removed your pants when I removed my own. You’d have let me.” She whispers. Her nails dragging up my chest.

“And you also wouldn’t have stopped me from sitting my tight little pussy on your cock” she says and I feel my dick jump. I know she’s right. I wouldn’t have.

“I’ll keep it in mind.” I say.

She kisses my neck.

“See you later Mr Carter” she says and walks out the door without looking back.