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

Now I've been shy about my body, its curvaceous and yes I'm a bit overweight for my 5ft6 frame, my rear end is rounded, my breasts are very turgid and my thigh are bigger than I would like. However, its all me and so that's that.

well-nigh sunny Day I love to tramp in the garden topless ( at least ) sometimes completely nude statue, smelling the flowers and settling down to soak up the rays.
So, anyway, there I was one Saturday afternoon in early August egg laying naked on my sunbed when a vocalization comes through the fence saying

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

I should observe here that 1. I am not piddling as we established earlier and 2. I'm not untried either, I'm 32 but as you will get out Tom is a filthy degenerate old man of 85 so to him I guess I'm a ‘ piddling fille ’.

I look up from the sun lounger and can't see anyone looking at me, however, our fence is old and the timber has lots of baffling holes in it, behind the gob I can see a blue air shirt on the other side of meat of the panel.

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

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

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

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

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

I step sideways and put my nipple close to the fix in the fence panel. I push it closer and get as often of my turgid chest as possible into the maw. Immediately digit grab at my nipple, which responds by becoming rock intemperate and making it easier to pull.

Tom tugs it and stretches it, pulling me against the fence, my naked body pressing against the harsh timber and my breast being scraped and snagged by the rough edge of the hole.

"see that wasn't so hard was it piddling 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 trusted"he laughs and twists my nipple hard stretchiness it more and more.

"so.."he says"I think you and me can get to an arrangement"

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

"Yes"he replies"I think you need to be punished and I'm the scoop 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 tit and I hear him walk away.

I withdraw from the fence, my soft knocker red raw from the wood and my tit both operose 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 chilling, what is amiss with my organic structure ! ? !

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

first-class honours degree Encounter coming soon ...

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

meeting with Tom - First meeting

The garage is benighted but I can listen movement inside so I venture in.

"Early I see, there's a good girl"comes a vocalisation from the back.

I walk further in and see Tom resting against a work bench on the far wall. He is marvellous than I remember about 5ft10 I would think but hunched over slightly with age, his whisker is almost white what is left of it and his specs are deep with boastfully black rim, set on the sharpness of his nose.

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

The light is dim but I can pee out his case more now, lined and sallow, his cheeks holler where his tooth no longer fit properly in his mouth.

I open my mouth to talk and he hushes me.

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

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

His handwriting celebrate groping at me and I can feel his boney fingers squashing my soft flesh.

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

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

He looks me in the eyes while holding my throat tight in his hand and says"I said you only get to shout you little slut ! You may gasp, cry, thigh-slapper and whine but no talking !"pushing me harder into the wall he carries on"you say a word about this and Pete will be intimate 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 receive 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 !

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

Standing there pressed against the wall he raises my top exposing my lacey black bra ( oh god I even dressed up ! stupid stupid stupid ! )

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

"Don't wear a bra next prison term trivial girl, I need well-to-do access, ok ?"

I nod

"That's better, good daughter !"he says and strokes my go away boob holding the other on in a taut grip.

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

My eyes widen, finis one ? what the screw ! 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 exhibit bosom and torn bra for what seems wish eternity but is probably only a few moment.

Then slap ! I scream as his hired hand comes into contact with my leave breast. I immediately expend my arms to protect myself but he comes at me shouting"No ! ! ! ! put them back now ! ! !"grabbing my limb and forcing them up again. He rummages in a draw and comes out with a boastfully cablegram tie, grabbing my wrists he loops the cable length tie over them pulling it soaked, 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 time bashing myself against the bike.

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

SLAP ! on the other breast I jump but am totally divulge and at his clemency it's all I can do to stop the tears spilling out.

smack smacking slap ! ! !

Over and over he is relentless I look down and can see my tits are hopeful red

slap smacking slap

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

SLAP slap SLAP SLAP smacking ! ! ! It feels like he is never going to block off !

My eyes widen as I look up at him

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

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

Coming close to me he looks in my centre and wrench my aright mammilla between his pollex and forefinger his other hand lifting up over my top dog. He pulls my wrists down from the hook and seize a putz to dress me free.

"Now go home"he says"be here tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, do NOT weary a bra ! but DO wear a doll !"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 feel my breeches 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 have been naked in the garden earlier.

"bollocks !"I mutter to myself as I walk through the doorway and pour myself a vodka - oh well there are two bottle. I think I'm going to postulate it.


At Toms sign of the zodiac the phone rings ... .."hello, 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 slight girl just like I told you she would ... ... ok then, yes I will let you have a go at it ... ..good night then ... ..oh an Pete ? Don't work too severely tomorrow"

Tom hangs up the telephone and slowly rise the stairs to bed .