Like A Fine Wine

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The woman lived on the other end of the block from me and she was a fixture of the neighborhood. In the few months since I’d moved there, I saw her almost daily (usually as she worked in the yard or power-walked around the area), but up to that point, I’d yet to talk to her a single time. She was in her mid-forties with shoulder-length hair, tanned skin, large breasts, and had what looked to be a very fit figure.Considering I was a healthy, twenty-five-year-old man, the fact of the woman’s attractiveness was not lost on me, but because I tended to be more interested in women my age and younger, I never thought of her as an option, romantically or otherwise. She was just the nice-looking, older woman from down the street; no more and no less, but that was all about to change.It was a Saturday in the middle of a particularly hot July, and I sat staring at my laptop screen. Over the last few months, I’d spent a good portion of the time that I wasn’t working at the college, attempting to write a detective novel. The idea had seemed easy and almost fun at first, but the endeavor was proving to be much more difficult. There were some days the story flowed forth from my brain like water, but on others, it felt more like pulling teeth, and this was just such a day.The morning had started off promising with two good pages in the bag, but since then my efforts had come up short. Everything I typed seemed wrong, and I spent the next two hours deleting and redoing every sentence before eventually just giving up. With disgust, I slammed the computer shut, walked over to the couch, and then turned on the TV.Browsing aimlessly through the channels, my frustration only grew as nothing I saw piqued my interest. Finally, just as I was about to turn the damn thing off, the doorbell rang.“Now who in the world could that be,” I wondered aloud as I switched the TV off.Tossing the remote down on the cushion next to me, I stood, walked to the door, and then opened it. Standing there looking more than a bit flustered was my lovely neighbor. Even though I’d seen the woman numerous times, this was my first up-close glimpse of her, and I realized she was much better looking than I’d originally thought.“Uh, hi there,” I said with nervous curiosity. “Is something wrong?”My neighbor looked around self-consciously as if she’d been caught with her hand in a cookie jar.“I’m so sorry to bother you,” she said with embarrassment. “But I’m having an issue and I really didn’t know if I should call someone or not. Do you mind taking a look at it for me?”Trying hard not to imagine this as the setup to some elaborate porn flick, I smiled awkwardly at the woman as my face turned red, but thankfully, her mind was too Bodrum Escort preoccupied to notice. Instead, she fidgeted while awaiting my answer.“No. I mean yeah. Of course,” I told her anxiously. “I’d be happy to help.”“Oh my God, thank you so much,” she said gratefully before stepping over the threshold to place a quick kiss on my cheek.It was no more than a peck, but the suddenness of it surprised me.“W-wait right here,” I told her stupidly. “I’ll grab my shoes.”***As the two of us walked to her house a short time later, the woman, whose name was Julia, told me about how she’d gone out to her backyard and discovered a large water puddle standing on the otherwise dry ground.“I know it’s obviously a leak,” she explained. “But I’m not the handiest person in the world when it comes to these things, and plumbers charge so much. If you can fix it, Brandon, I’d gladly pay you instead, if you don’t mind that is.”“Not at all, Julia,” I assured her. “My dad’s a pretty handy guy, and he made a point to pass those skills on to me. If it’s nothing too crazy, I’m sure I can get you fixed up.”“That would be amazing,” she said appreciatively as a very beautiful smile spread across her lips. “If I’d known that such a sweetheart lived down the street, I would have introduced myself sooner.”Julia’s compliment brought a renewed blush to my face, and I cursed myself for acting so awkward around her. Needless to say, I didn’t trust myself enough at the moment to not say something stupid, so I kept my mouth shut instead.“Well, anyway,” Julia said after a moment. “We’re here, so we should probably head around back.”With a timid smile, I nodded briefly before following the woman through the gate.***As she stood by on pins and needles, I walked around the yard assessing the situation. In the time since Julia had left, the water had absorbed into the ground a good bit, but unfortunately, to fix the leak, I was going to have to dig, and that would be a muddy mess to contend with, not to mention the heat of the day. Formulating a plan in my mind, I walked over to where my neighbor waited.“Well, Brandon?” she asked tentatively. “What’s the verdict?”“I’m certain I can fix it,” I told Julia confidently while eyeing with interest as a bead of sweat rolled past the woman’s collar and most likely down the middle of her cleavage. “But unless you have the supplies already, one of us might have to make a trip to the hardware store.”“That’s great,” Julia replied with ecstatic relief before hugging me.With the woman’s embrace, I was more than aware of the reaction I felt internally as her bust pressed against my chest.“I’m just happy you can do it,” she continued after releasing me. “Let’s Bodrum Escort Bayan go look and see what I have in the garage.”The search turned out to be only partially successful. Julia had most of the tools I’d need for the job, but zero plumbing supplies.“Looks like the hardware store it is,” she said with a wink. “You wanna come along, Brandon? We can grab something cold to drink on the way back.”The proposal sounded really good. After all, it was sweltering and an ice-cold soda or Gatorade sounded appealing, but the day still hadn’t reached peak heat.”I’d love to, Julia,” I said reluctantly. “But it’s getting hotter outside. I should probably stay here and get started with the dig.”“Fair enough,” she responded with a hint of disappointment. “But you’ll need to make me a list. Be right back.”She went into the house to retrieve a pad and pen, and after I’d written down what was needed, Julia left. When my neighbor returned half an hour later, I was still in the middle of digging, and too engaged in the task to immediately notice the woman’s arrival.“How’s it going?” Julia asked as she crouched down at the edge of the hole.Laying the shovel down, I turned to answer her and was greeted with an eye-level view of the woman’s crotch. In her squatted position, the wind shorts Julia wore were stretched taut, revealing well the folds and crease of her sex. It was all I could do not to stare.“I-it’s going okay,” I stuttered lamely as I bent to retrieve the shovel.The unexpected glimpse of my neighbor’s most private area had caused more than a tingle in my groin, and I prayed the woman wasn’t too offended by my wandering eyes.“Looks like the pipes go down pretty far,” Julia said, looking down into the hole as if nothing had happened.The woman either hadn’t noticed me ogling her, or she’d decided not to make an issue of it.“Yeah, they’re deeper than I expected,” I replied, my face still red with embarrassment. “But I’ve found the leak at least. I just have to dig around it a little more.”“Sounds good,” Julia said, grinning. “Just let me know if you need anything else. Okay?”The look on the woman’s face was an indication she was fully aware of my indiscretion, but she obviously wasn’t upset about the issue, so there was no use for me to dwell on it either.“Sure, Julia,” I said smiling with relief. “I will.”With a smile of her own, the woman stood and then walked to the house as I went back to work.***Julia returned a while later with a large glass of ice water.“I figured you might be getting pretty thirsty,” she said while eyeing my progress. “Still coming along all right?”Feeling the sting of sweat in my eyes, I used the tail of my shirt to wipe them. Escort Bodrum As I did this, my neighbor’s gaze briefly studied my bare abdomen.Now who’s looking? I thought as I accepted the glass from her. “Well, the leak is fixed,” I told Julia. “Now, I just need to fill in the hole.”“That’s great, but I hope it wasn’t too strenuous on you, Brandon,” she said with concern as I drained the water with one hearty gulp.“Nah, it wasn’t too hard at all,” I replied handing the glass back to her. “You could probably do it yourself, Julia, if you ever needed to.”“I don’t know about that,” she said laughing. “I did well enough just to get the water turned off. Besides, with a strapping man like you around, why would I ever have to?”I felt my cheeks redden once more at the woman’s compliment. Was she trying to flirt with me?“Who can argue with logic like that?” I replied with a forced grin while pushing the thought out of my mind. “I’m just glad I could help you out.”“Well, you were definitely my hero today,” Julia said as she placed another kiss on my cheek. “But it’s too damn hot out here, Brandon. Why don’t you come on inside to cool off a little while? The hole can wait.”Grateful for the reprieve, I climbed out of the hole and as I followed Julia to the house, I thought of how the woman had not only kissed me twice, but I knew she’d been checking me out as well. This knowledge went a long way to ease my nervousness.“Do you drink at all?” she asked as we entered the back door. “On days like this, I love a nice, frosty margarita. I can fix you one too if you like?”“That actually sounds pretty good,” I answered with renewed confidence.“Perfect,” she replied enthusiastically. “I’ll whip us up a couple, and then we can chat while we drink. In the meantime, make yourself at home. The restroom is down the hall on the left if you need it.”Feeling the urge, I decided to take the woman up on the offer and headed off to the bathroom. Then, once my business was done, I returned to the kitchen. As my neighbor worked on the margaritas, I took the opportunity to watch her more closely. There was no denying how attracted to Julia I was, even more so now that we’d gotten acquainted, and I was fairly certain the feeling was mutual judging from the woman’s previous actions, but I just didn’t know what to do about it all.“Well, here we are,” Julia said eventually bringing the drinks to the table. “I hope you don’t mind them a little strong.”“I don’t mind that one bit,” I told the woman with a grin as I took one of the glasses. “Thanks, Julia.”The margarita was good, and soon, I was grateful for the mellowing effect the alcohol was having on me as the two of us made small talk.Julia mentioned her job as a physician’s assistant and told me about some of the interesting people she’d come across over the years. In turn, I told her about my job at the college and how I’d recently been working on a novel.“That sounds exciting,” she said with interest. “How is that going?”

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