My neighbour is a peeper and his public figure is Tom. Yes I know very cliché but his name really is Tom.

Now I've been shy about my trunk, its curvaceous and yes I'm a bit heavy for my 5ft6 frame, my arse is rounded, my knocker are very large and my thighs are bigger than I would wish. However, its all me and so that's that.

Most cheery 24-hour interval I love to cast in the garden topless ( at least ) sometimes completely nude, smelling the bloom and settling down to soak up the rays.
So, anyway, there I was one Saturday afternoon in early on August laying naked on my sunbed when a vocalisation comes through the fencing saying

"you love showing off those big tits of yours don't you fiddling girl"

I should advert here that 1. I am not picayune as we established earlier and 2. I'm not young either, I'm 32 but as you will detect out Tom is a filthy deviant old man of 85 so to him I guess I'm a ‘ little lady friend ’.

I look up from the sun reclining chair and can't see anyone looking at me, however, our fence is old and the timber has lots of elusive muddle in it, behind the jam I can see a drear shirt on the other English of the gore.

"I'm not showing them off, I'm just trying to get an all over tan in the privacy of my own garden !"I retort indignantly.

"Likely story"comes the answer"come here and stick your tit in this trap so I can give you what you're asking for"he says

Rising from the lounger and walk over to the fencing I say"What do you entail Tom ?"

"Amy be a good missy and stick your tit in this mess !"he barks at me"don't make me tell that boyfriend of yours that you are in the garden naked every metre he goes out"

That jolts me.
Pete, my boyfriend, is the ultimate ‘ no sex please we're Brits'prude you could ever meet and really would not make kindly to knowing I spent a lot of time naked in our garden !

I step sideways and put my tit close to the hole in the fence panel. I push it dear and get as much of my vauntingly breast as possible into the hole. Immediately finger grab at my tit, which responds by becoming stone hard and making it soft to pull.

Tom tugs it and stretches it, pulling me against the fence, my naked body pressing against the coarse timberland and my bosom being scraped and snagged by the rough edges of the hole.

"see that wasn't so hard was it piffling miss"Tom says softly, almost creepily, through the fence and I shudder

"I'm not small"I protest

"well these aren't that 's for for sure"he laughs and wind my mammilla unvoiced stretches it more and more.

"so.."he says"I think you and me can come to an understanding"

"oh ?"I say ineffectual to root for away from the fence still

"Yes"he replies"I think you need to be punished and I'm the best man for the task !"

"Oh and what makes you think I'll do as you say ?"

"Pete"he says simply"now come to my garage at 10 o'clock tonight and don't be late"with that he releases my nipple and I hear him walk away.

I withdraw from the fence, my soft tit red raw from the wood and my nipples both severely than I've ever seen them before ! Horrified I rub them softly to ease the pain. Rubbing my stomach and legs I realise that my second joint are soaking wet ! Wow I think to myself, that was pretty scary, what is wrong with my body ! ? !

I can't settle for the rest of the day after that - who could ! ? - fourth dimension ticks away slowly but at ten to ten I wander slowly round the back of our house to Tom's service department ...

showtime brush coming soon ...

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SO ... here we go ... ..

Encounters with Tom - kickoff Encounter

The garage is black but I can hear cause inside so I venture in.

"Early I see, there's a practiced little girl"comes a voice from the back.

I walk further in and see Tom resting against a workbench on the far bulwark. He is grandiloquent than I remember about 5ft10 I would guess but hunched over slightly with age, his hair is almost white what is left of it and his looking glass are thickheaded with great fatal rims, set on the edge of his nose.

Peering at me over his eyeglasses he says"come here girly, let me face at you properly"

The ignitor is dim but I can make out his face more now, lined and sallow, his cheeks hollow where his teeth no longer fit properly in his mouth.

I open my mouth to speak and he hushes me.

"No !"he says"You don't get to babble little one, only scream"and he grins licking his lips.

He comes towards me and snap up at both my breasts, groping them roughly through my top. I gasp and jump slightly sideways shocked by his quick movement and manage to back myself against a rampart. Damn ! I curse to myself.

His hands retain groping at me and I can feel his boney digit squashing my soft flesh.

"Oh what beauties !"he says and starts to lift my top.

I open my sass to speak and he grabs my pharynx squeezing it and pushing me against the wall. I am totally taken aback by his persuasiveness, thinking crap I've under estimated him.

He looks me in the eye while holding my pharynx tight in his handwriting and says"I said you only get to scream you little loose woman ! You may gasp, cry, scream and whimper but no talking !"pushing me heavily into the wall he carries on"you say a discussion about this and Pete will have a go at it everything about how you took advantage of an old man, I may even make something up about you stealing from me too, just for sport ! !"

I slump back against the wall as he releases me, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. Oh god I think this might birth been the stupidest thing I have ever got myself into. What was I thinking ! Why didn't I just brush it off yesterday in the garden. Oh god Amy you've done it now !

"Hands on your headway !"he barks at me, so I do as I'm told.

Standing there pressed against the rampart he raises my top exposing my lacey black bra ( oh god I even dressed up ! stupid unintelligent pudden-head ! )

He grabs at me and yank my breasts out of my bra tearing the lace as he does so.

"Don't wear a bra next meter niggling fille, I need leisurely approach, ok ?"

I nod

"That's better, good girl !"he says and strokes my leftfield breast holding the other on in a tight grip.

He lets go and stands back to count at me"oh yes"he says"you are going to be much Thomas More fun than my last one"

My eyes widen, endure one ? what the fuck ! Who ? and where are they now ? ? fuckfuckfuck ! I think to myself, oh this just keeps getting worse. But seriously did I really think it was going to get better ! ?

He stands there just staring at my exposed breasts and torn bra for what seems corresponding eternity but is probably only a few minutes.

Then smacking ! I scream as his hand comes into inter-group communication with my left breast. I immediately overlook my arms to protect myself but he comes at me shouting"No ! ! ! ! put them back now ! ! !"grabbing my weapon and forcing them up again. He rummages in a haulage and comes out with a gravid cable tie, grabbing my wrist joint he loops the cable tie over them pulling it tight, lifting it up and over a large sweetener on the wall that is holding a bicycle. I scream and back myself against the wall again this clip bashing myself against the bike.

"you will learn to be good and then I won't restrain you"he says licking his backtalk again"now where was I ... oh yes"

smack ! on the other tit I jump but am totally exposed and at his mercy it's all I can do to finish the tears spilling out.

SLAP SLAP SLAP ! ! !

Over and over he is relentless I look down and can see my teat are brilliantly red

smack smack smack

"mmmmmm"he says"flavor at them burning red like that, just hanging there for the taking, oh what fantastic tortures they are going to stomach !"

smack SLAP SLAP SLAP slap ! ! ! It feels like he is never going to stop !

My eyes widen as I look up at him

"oh don't headache niggling one"he says stroking my breast softly"I'm not going to do it all today, we have weeks ! Months ! Of fun ahead for me to savor you"

"and"he says as he raises his handwriting in the air"you are going to learn to bed it ! !"SLAP ! ! ! His helping hand makes contact with my left white meat and I scream.

approach close to me he looks in my eyes and turn of events my in good order tit between his thumb and forefinger his other hand lifting up over my heading. He pulls my wrist joint down from the hook shot and grabs a cock to lop me free.

"Now go home"he says"be here tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, do NOT fag out a bra ! but DO wear a skirt !"and with that he goes round the side of the garage and home.

I straighten my clothes and wander abode, horrified but also I realise wet again ! I can feel my knee pants damp rubbing against me.

Oh god I keep thinking why is Pete working away at the bit. If he had been family I would never have been naked in the garden earlier.

"bollocks !"I mutter to myself as I walk through the door and pour myself a vodka - oh good there are two bottles. I think I'm going to involve it.


At Toms star sign the telephone set pack ... .."Hello, yes yes its me, oh yes she suffered today ... ... no no I didn't go too far ... ... will take away my clock time like we agreed ... ... oh yes a very sweet-scented body, to die for ! ... ... .. terrified ? Yes ... yes she screamed like a little girl just like I told you she would ... ... ok then, yes I will let you be intimate ... ..good night then ... ..oh an Pete ? Don't piece of work too grueling tomorrow"

Tom hangs up the sound and slowly climb the stairs to bed .