My neighbor is a voyeur and his name is Tom. Yes I know very cliché but his gens really is Tom.

Now I've been shy about my body, its curvaceous and yes I'm a bit overweight for my 5ft6 form, my buttocks is rounded, my breasts are very magnanimous and my second joint are bigger than I would wish. However, its all me and so that's that.

Most sunny twenty-four hours I love to wander in the garden topless ( at least ) sometimes completely nude, smelling the flowers and settling down to gazump up the rays.
So, anyway, there I was one Sabbatum good afternoon in betimes August laying naked on my sunbed when a voice comes through the fence saying

"you love showing off those big tit of yours don't you fiddling girlfriend"

I should mention here that 1. I am not little as we established earlier and 2. I'm not Loretta Young either, I'm 32 but as you will find out Tom is a filthy deviate old man of 85 so to him I guess I'm a ‘ piddling miss ’.

I look up from the sun dilly-dallier and can't see anyone looking at me, however, our fence is old and the quality has heap of problematical holes in it, behind the maw I can see a aristocratical shirt on the other incline of the panel.

"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 account"comes the reply"come here and puzzle your tit in this hole so I can give you what you're asking for"he says

Rising from the dallier and walking over to the fencing I say"What do you mean Tom ?"

"Amy be a secure girl and sting your tit in this pickle !"he barks at me"don't make me tell that boyfriend of yours that you are in the garden naked every time he goes out"

That jerk me.
Pete, my fellow, is the ultimate ‘ no sex please we're British'prude you could ever meet and really would not take kindly to knowing I spent a lot of sentence naked in our garden !

I step sideways and put my nipple close to the hole in the fence dialog box. I push it nearer and get as very much of my large breast as possible into the hole. like a shot fingers grab at my nipple, which responds by becoming Rock surd and making it easier to pull.

Tom tugs it and stretches it, pulling me against the fencing, my naked trunk pressing against the common timbre and my chest being scraped and snagged by the rough border of the hole.

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

"I'm not little"I protest

"well these aren't that 's for sure"he laughs and wrench my nipple hard reaching it more and more.

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

"oh ?"I say unable to pull away from the fence still

"Yes"he replies"I think you need to be punished and I'm the better 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 take the air away.

I withdraw from the fence, my easygoing bosom red raw from the woodwind instrument and my mammilla both harder than I've ever seen them before ! Horrified I rub them softly to facilitate the annoyance. Rubbing my abdomen and legs I realise that my thigh are soaking wet ! Wow I think to myself, that was pretty scary, what is wrong with my body ! ? !

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

number one encounter coming soon ...

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

Encounters with Tom - First Encounter

The garage is morose but I can hear movement inside so I venture in.

"Early I see, there's a good miss"comes a voice from the back.

I walk further in and see Tom resting against a workbench on the far paries. He is marvelous 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 glasses are thickset with enceinte black brim, set on the bound of his nose.

Peering at me over his glasses he says"come here girly, let me appear at you properly"

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

I open my sassing to address and he hushes me.

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

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

His deal keep on groping at me and I can experience his boney fingers squashing my balmy flesh.

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

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

He looks me in the eyes while holding my throat tight in his handwriting and says"I said you only get to scream you piddling slovenly woman ! You may gasp, cry, scream and whimper but no talking !"pushing me harder into the wall he carries on"you say a intelligence about this and Pete will roll in the hay everything about how you took reward 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 centre. Oh god I think this might have been the stupidest affair 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 !

"hand on your read/write head !"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 stupid dullard ! )

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

"Don't wear a bra next time little girl, I need wanton access code, ok ?"

I nod

"That's better, in effect girl !"he says and strokes my left boob holding the former on in a tight grip.

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

My eye widen, final one ? what the shtup ! 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 like infinity but is probably only a few minutes.

Then SLAP ! I scream as his hired hand comes into link with my pass on breast. I immediately drop my arms to protect myself but he comes at me shouting"No ! ! ! ! put them back now ! ! !"grabbing my arms and forcing them up again. He rummages in a tie and comes out with a enceinte cable tie, grabbing my wrists he loops the cable tie over them pulling it tight, lifting it up and over a vauntingly hook on the wall that is holding a bicycle. I scream and back myself against the bulwark again this meter bashing myself against the bike.

"you will read to be effective and then I won't restrain you"he says licking his sassing again"now where was I ... oh yes"

slap ! on the other breast I jump but am totally exhibit and at his mercy it's all I can do to give up the snag spilling out.

smacking smacking slap ! ! !

Over and over he is relentless I look down and can see my nipple are bright red

smacking SLAP smacking

"mmmmmm"he says"feeling at them burning red like that, just hanging there for the taking, oh what marvellous overrefinement they are going to endure !"

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

My centre widen as I look up at him

"oh don't worry little one"he says stroking my white meat softly"I'm not going to do it all today, we have workweek ! month ! Of fun ahead for me to revel you"

"and"he says as he raises his hired hand in the air"you are going to get a line to lie with it ! !"smack ! ! ! His hand makes contact with my left breast and I scream.

orgasm close to me he looks in my eyes and twists my right nipple between his quarter round and forefinger his other hand lifting up over my head. He pulls my articulatio radiocarpea down from the hook and seize a tool to nip off me free.

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

I straighten my apparel and wander home, horrified but also I realise wet again ! I can palpate my knickers damp rubbing against me.

Oh god I keep thinking why is Pete working away at the moment. If he had been home I would never bear 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 Tom house the speech sound mob ... .."hi, yes yes its me, oh yes she suffered today ... ... no no I didn't go too far ... ... will take my time like we agreed ... ... oh yes a very sweet 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 screw ... ..good night then ... ..oh an Pete ? Don't employment too voiceless tomorrow"

Tom hangs up the phone and slowly climbs the steps to bed .