Working remotely has freed me to lead an untethered life. That’s how I wound up spending a month in a beach house hundreds of miles from home.

The community was sleepy and quiet — except for the home next door. My neighbor was a smoking hot single mom with a few kids known in the neighborhood for their harmless but noisy antics.

Early one evening, Jessica leaned over the railing of her deck, which was barely one car width away from mine. She wore a long linen robe and held a glass of wine in one hand and a bottle in the other.

“For the first time in a long time, I am alone,” she drawled, drawing out the word “alone” as if it tasted particularly delicious. “Want to join me?”

Of course, I accepted her invitation. Though we’d shared plenty of witty banter and even flirted a bit over the weeks I’d been in residence, this was my first opportunity to enjoy Jessica’s undivided attention. I headed downstairs and crossed our shared driveway before bounding up the wooden steps to Jessica’s deck. There, we chatted over fruity wine and watched the sun and sky turn a brilliant, fiery orange overhead as dusk descended upon us.

When the first bottle had been relieved of its last drop, Jessica leaned across the table to grab another. Whether it was intentional or not, her robe slipped from her shoulder, opening the garment to reveal her gorgeous breasts. She gasped as if surprised, but made no move to cover up. It was clear she was completely naked beneath her flimsy covering.

Behind me, the sun dipped beneath the horizon, draping us in subdued darkness and obscuring our evening rendezvous from any passersby walking on the beach below.

I scooped up Jessica in my arms and laid her down on the padded bench that sat against the house. Her lithe legs draped over the side of the seat, her calves and thighs perfectly sculpted from early morning runs on the beach. Later, those same legs would wrap around my waist, but first I would explore every bit of her from her neck down to her toes.

Jessica spread her legs and guided me into the gap between her thighs. Her legs rested against my hips, holding me in their embrace, while I skated my tongue along her collarbone. Her subtle perfume teased my nostrils. It was faint enough that I couldn’t identify it for certain, but the soft, floral scent was unabashedly feminine and undeniably alluring.

When I reached her shoulder, I laid a kiss on her silky skin before rebounding and licking a path back to her sensitive neck. I nuzzled her there, drawing a breathy moan from Jessica. Her voice had a musical tone that made my cock twitch.

Realizing I’d discovered a sweet spot, I decided to linger for a while. I suckled her and scraped my teeth across her supple flesh, and she whimpered and raked her fingernails across my back.

Fuck, she was hot. I growled as I kissed and licked her body.

“Oooh, yes,” she cooed. “Release the beast, baby.”

Jessica reached for the hem of my henley and took the shirt in her fists.

“Let’s get this off,” she said.

In one swift motion, she whipped my shirt up over my head and tossed it to the side. She skimmed her hands down my torso and eventually landed on my belt buckle, which she nimbly unfastened. She quickly freed the leather strap from the stiff denim loops and dropped it on the floor.

“Momma wants your mouth. Don’t keep me waiting.”

Jessica’s hands swooped up to cradle my face and directed my head down into the valley between her breasts.

“Come on. Show me what else that nasty mouth can do.”

The hot mom next door was talking dirty, and I fucking loved it. This time, my cock didn’t just twitch, it jerked ramrod straight while my balls quivered. Images of Jessica’s slender fingers wrapped around my meat flashed through my mind.

I took a steadying breath and turned my attention back to her tits. They were soft and plump and sat snug against my cheeks. I rocked my head from side to side, feeling all cozy tucked between them. The scent I’d detected earlier was strongest there — orange blossom with just a hint of clove. Delicious.

When I took her weighty breasts in my palms and brushed my thumbs over her nipples, Jessica groaned and rolled her hips, pressing her hot, wet pussy against my abdomen. Liquid arousal spread over my skin, and goose bumps erupted all over my body.

Not ready to make my way down to her pussy just yet, I pushed my own hips forward and pinned Jessica to the bench. She still wiggled beneath me, diligently working her clit against the hard plane of my abs.

As much as I longed to ravish Jessica’s cunt, her breasts had me hypnotized. I’d admired her curves from afar for months, sneaking a passing glance when she would jog along the shore with her sun-kissed skin glowing. When she ran, her bikini-clad breasts seemed to bounce a half-beat out of rhythm with the rest of her body. They would rise up and levitate for a second before rebounding enticingly. My mind had raced as I imagined what they’d look like bare and hovering over me as Jessica rode my cock.

There wasn’t a bed on the balcony, but that night I finally experienced Jessica’s breasts in all their naked glory. Caressing her nipples turned them from soft, pliant nubs to hard pegs, making them seem like precious pink pearls. The fleshy peaks rolled easily beneath my thumbs. But the rigid buds poked against the pads of my fingers, as if demanding my undivided attention.

As she whispered dirty encouragements, I nibbled her erect nipples and lapped at them with my tongue. Her breasts were as perfect as I’d always hoped. I kissed and caressed them as she wriggled wildly. I could tell I was driving her crazy by ignoring her pussy and focusing on her incredible rack. But I wanted to show her how much I appreciated her tits before I headed south.

Eventually, though, Jessica’s lustful moans wore down my resolve. I made my way down to her mound, which was covered with neatly manicured pubes. The scent of her aroused snatch beckoned me to explore her slit and take a taste.

Once I was completely nestled between her thighs, I used my fingers to part her folds and swept my tongue over her glistening, pink flesh. Her nectar was sweet and refreshing like cold lemonade on a hot summer day, and I was desperate to sate my thirst for her.

I dove in face-first, flicking my tongue over her slippery slit and finally focusing my undivided attention on her clit.

She’d been angling for me to show her pussy some love for a while, and I finally delivered, sending my hot mama into a frenzy. She threaded her fingers in my hair and pulled hard, tugging my face flush against her dripping gash. At the same time, her hips rocked upward, grinding her supple folds all over my glossy lips.

The lower part of my face was as slick as Jessica’s pussy. The scent and feeling of her slippery juices fanned the flames of my passion. There was no stopping me as I charged ahead in my pursuit to bring her pleasure.

I reached up, laid my thumb on her clit and gently pressed against it.

“Oh! Oh,” Jessica cried, squirming wildly as her arousal skyrocketed.

Her impassioned voice seemed to carry over the brisk ocean air. I wondered if it was drifting into the open windows of our neighbors. The thought made the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention. I was both embarrassed and unbelievably turned on. But there was also no way I was going to stop.

Jessica’s impending orgasm quickly consumed her, and her cunt grew even more slippery. I lapped at her slit as she rode the final waves of her climax. I continued licking her until her tremors completely subsided and her well ran dry. Then I lifted myself up, kicked off my jeans and grabbed a condom from my pocket to roll onto my rod.

My saliva was still glistening on her pussy lips when I plunged my cock inside her. Her box was hot, wet and so fucking snug. Her pussy held my shaft in its tight embrace, and I savored its delicious friction with every thrust of my hips. She hooked her leg over my hip, allowing me to plunge inside her even deeper. Her inner walls rippled and massaged me thoroughly as I reamed her cunt.

In my overstimulated state, my movements grew erratic. I fucked Jessica so hard my balls slapped her ass cheeks. It reached a point I couldn’t see straight, but I wasn’t about to stop. I slammed my eyes shut and kept screwing her. She felt so good.

Jessica was quickly barreling toward another orgasm, and when she finally reached her peak, she wasn’t loud like I’d expected. Instead, she moaned softly and showered my neck with a series of love bites. Every jolt of pleasure was marked with a nibble I felt right down to my toes. Those little sparks of pain turned out to be exactly what I needed to join Jessica in rapture. Cream flowed from my cock like a fountain, but I kept pounding away at her pussy. I didn’t stop until every last drop was wrung from my body.

Once we caught our breath, Jessica invited me inside. We spent the rest of her night of freedom fucking in as many rooms and positions as we could manage. I headed back to my place the following morning, well before her kids returned. It was a perfect night.

To this day, I still smile when I think of the MILF next door.