3 months on from moving into my new house and the yard was starting to look better, there had been a heap of work to do when I purchased it but the price was right. I had finished the deck at the rear of the house a few days earlier and was taking the chance to just relax, beer in hand and gazing down the yard. I took in the neighbours yards, both nice, but couldn't be more different. Beth, the divorced lady on the left maintained her yard with almost surgical precision, neatly trimmed hedges, sharp edged paths and a lawn that would put most golf courses to shame. It seemed a good reflection of the lady that owned it. I'd met Beth a few times, she was always happy to have a quick chat but it was always short and sharp, making it hard to engage further, I guessed she was late 40's/early 50's but it was hard to tell for sure, she was tall, maybe 5'10" curly red hair that fell to her waist and alabaster skin. She had the look of a woman that liked to keep fit but still enjoyed the finer things in life.

Brianna on the other side kept her yard in a state of organised disarray, shrubs and trees stood throughout her yard in no real order, a couple of randomly place veggie gardens, a chook pen and mulch piles at the rear. She had a couple of blokes come over and mow when needed but there was a neat but natural feel to the place. Brianna was a hippie looking lady, big oversized glasses, long dark hair that she seemed to keep in a long platt, olive skin and skinny as a rake. She was maybe 35 and very shy and quiet, most interactions were lucky to get more than a small wave and a smile.

The completion of the deck was also the catalyst for a BBQ. I'd invited a few friends that had given me a hand in the construction of the deck. I'd also dropped an invite for the neighbours, but didn't expect either to show.

Friends arrived, snags were cooked and beers consumed. By 9:00pm only myself and my mate Col remained, as I was walking him out to his car, a sweet little voice sounded from next door, it was the first time I'd actually heard Brianna talk.

"is it too late to pop over for a drink?" she enquired

"come on over, I've got beers, rum and some gin, take your pick" I replied

She appeared from behind a shrub on our boundary line, dressed in a peasant style top and a long flowing skirt made out of an almost see-through fabric. She was also shorter now that I was closer, maybe 5", the glasses seemed even bigger on her petite frame. Following me to the fridge, I poured her a Gin put a strawberry in it and a small cocktail umbrella (about the limit of my bar tending skills). Taking a seat, we began to actually talk for the first time. The drinks continued to flow, along with the conversation, Brianna was more and more forthcoming as the drinks flowed. I found out she had a Phd in mathematics and lectured in statistics at the local University. As the drinks flowed, the conversation moved easily, and Brianna got more touchy and started to flirt. I was trying to be the gentleman but when she lay on the lounge and put her head in my lap, it made everything a bit harder. She had to notice my cock getting harder, it was poking her in the ear. Without missing a beat she moved her hand up, placed it under her cheek and grabbed hold of my growing member.

"did I do this?" she quipped, a small grin starting at the edge of her mouth.

"I'd best fix it then", as her hand moved and pushed up the loose leg of my shorts.

She didn't even pause before taking it in her mouth.

After the initial shock wore off, I began to run my hand down her back. There were no bra straps to be found, continuing down there was also no sign of any panties either. It was becoming obvious that this was not a spur of the moment happening, she had obviously planned this. After only a brief caress of her ass I moved back to the now erect nipples that were pushing their way through the material of her top, sliding inside the top I pinched one between my fingers. She rolled, giving me better access.

A few minutes passed before she sat up and took her top off completely, then began tugging my shorts and underwear down. This time she knelt between my legs and took the whole length in one go, and stayed there, my cock pressing into the throat. No gagging or anything. She held it there for maybe 20 sec, before pulling back, looking me straight in the eyes and smiling.

"I've been wanting to do this since you moved in, but I'm too shy without a few drinks." she stated

" I'm thinking I should have done a BBQ earlier" my excitement noticeable in my voice.

"yes, you should have, do you have any idea how many times I've fucked myself with a dildo as I watched you work on this deck?" her smile growing and the mischief obvious in her voice.

Grabbing my hips, she took it to the base again.

I pushed her skirt over her ass and took hold of the firm globes, as slim as she was, there was the feel of well defined muscles. This was a lady that obviously spent time keeping everything in shape.

I wasn't going to last long like this so flipped her onto her back, pulled her skirt off, and buried my face into her neatly trimmed pussy. It was dripping wet and tasted fantastic, Brianna was squirming around, jumping any time my tongue hit her clit. A couple of well placed fingers and she was squirting like a fountain, my face and chin dripping wet.

We rested for a couple of minutes. Lifting her legs onto my shoulders, I positioned myself at her entrance, and thumbed her clit. She jumped and settled back, taking the tip into the well lubed entry. Slow and easy had been my plan, but not hers, she rocked and pushed and slid down the whole length in one smooth motion. Reaching down, I grabbed her tits, maybe B cups, and preceded fondle them as I started a steady pace.

" Fuck me harder, faster, but don't cum in me" she asked, staring into my eyes.

So I did, as hard and as fast as I could. The sound of us panting and grunting, the slap of our skin seemed to echo around the backyard, but we were well past caring. She came again, the juices flowing down between us. That was enough to push me to the edge, I pulled out and said I was close. Sliding off the lounge she took me straight into her mouth and swallowed the whole shaft. Working back and forth, it took less than a minute for me to explode, the first shot deep in her throat before she pulled back and took the remainder all over her face. The last few drops were sucked from my rapidly deflating member before we laid back on the lounge.

Brianna was gone when I woke about an hour later, her top still on the floor.

My phone chirped, "I'll have to pop over later and grab my top" the message read, followed by a pic of some cum covered tits, then " when you're up to doing this again"

I can't wait.