It was startling to realize it was eight years since I’d seen my former good neighbors, the Grants — what with a military stint, marriage and special work assignments.

I did the calculation last May when, driving home from a week-long business trip, I realized I was within range of their lake-community summer home. On the spur of the moment I decided to divert there — hoping there would be someone at the house.

There was, but I didn’t recognize her. Still, my jaw dropped at the sight of this absolutely gorgeous woman — early 20s, tall and slim, shapely, with great legs, tits and ass. I could tell all of this because she was leaning over while tending to flowers in an incredibly abbreviated, revealing gardening outfit.

Even when I parked my car at the curb, close enough to... Read More