Hi everyone! So this happened a few days ago and I had to make a Reddit account just to share it which meant I had to wait three days to post it! So it’s been killing me to just sit on it but finally I can post it and share what’s been driving me absolutely bonkers for the last few days.

For a little backstory, I’m 27 and I have a very busy work life that leaves little time for social interaction, let alone dating, and it has me in the public eye so I have to be very careful about how I’m perceived in just about every situation I’m in. My neighbor is a 54 year old Doctor that works probably way more than he should or needs to. I know this because we have been living next to each other for a little over 2 years.

My neighbor (who we will call Mark from now on even though that isn’t his real name) and me are the only 2 houses on the street. We live in a rural area mostly surrounded by farmland and unused plots. We have come to know each other fairly well as neighbors. Since we are both pretty busy people we often do things for each other; for example he cuts my grass when he can and I walk his dog when I can, little things like that.

Having explained all that, Mark has been gone for about a week on some sort of work thing I probably don’t understand and I’ve been walking his dog (who we will refer to as Scruffy from now on even though that isn’t his real name). My schedule this week has been to let Scruffy out in the mornings to run around for a bit than at night when I’m home from work I take him on a run with me. Because of where we live I don’t worry about keeping Scruffy on a leash when we go for our runs and he seems to enjoy just being out and about. (I enjoy it too)

So Thursday night I’m out running with Scruffy at like 7PM. For context I’m 5’4, half native half white, fat butt, thick thighs, 34c, long dark brown hair, brown eyes. The person I work for once told me I’m 90% ass but that’s a story for another time. Anyways, I’m in short running shorts and a sports bra, hair in a ponytail, butt half hanging out, covered in sweat and generally looking a mess because who cares? Well I might have cared if I knew Mark was pulling his truck up behind me and Scruffy and he scared the shit out of both of us!

We stopped and he stopped, we exchanged pleasantries and he explained that was back early from whatever thing he was doing. He thanked me for getting Scruffy out for exercise then he told me I should swing by his house when I get finished with my run. That we should catch up. Here’s the thing though, when he said that he looked down briefly, I knew he was looking at my chest but instead of shrugging it off or being insulted it kinda made me feel hot, like the attention was nice.

On a whim I turned to my side and bent over to tie my shoe that did not need to be tied. I watched him and his eyes moved to my butt. The same feeling hit me, I liked the way he looked at me! I’ve never even considered this man to be anything other than a nice dude with a dog that pees too often. Fuck I liked the way it felt when he looked at me like that!

So after bouncing for no reason and making my butt jiggle, I stood up straight again and told Mark I would love to stop by but I needed a shower first. He just nodded and smiled before driving off with Scruffy in the passenger seat. I collected myself best I could, hoping I wasn’t too flustered when he was there talking to me, and finished my run back home.

By this time it was a little after 8PM so I took a fast shower and got dressed. At first I agonized a little over what to wear but then I reminded myself it was just my neighbor and it probably didn’t need to be overthunk. I’d probably be over there for a half hour then come home and fall into bed. I settled on a pair of baby blue shorts, a white spaghetti strap tank top, no bra because comfort, and some flip flops.

Mark was a widower and had 3 sons. His sons were all about my age and I met them all about a year ago. Mark is also a year older than my dad which is probably why I never saw him as anything else. All I really know about him is that he is a Doctor, he works too much, and he is nice. He is one of those no nonsense kind of guys who does things the old fashioned way and often listens more than he speaks. He is the kind of person that always makes me feel comfortable. So going over to his house after dark wasn’t anything to be worried about in my mind.

Once over there Mark waved me inside after I knocked and I found him and Scruffy on a large sofa, Mark with a drink, Scruffy no drink. After saying hi and giving Scruffy a scratch I plopped down on a big comfy chair opposite of Mark. You know, everything on me jiggles when I move, like as I’m writing this if I suddenly shake my whole body I feel the jiggle, but when I plopped down on that chair it I definitely felt the jiggle. Part of me was hoping Mark had seen it.

So he thanked me again for taking care of Scruffy then he let me know he would take care of my grass soon and he then went into this long monologue about the conference he was at, I learned it was a conference and it was about like tendons or some shit. Whatever, he seemed like he wanted to talk to someone about it so I was happy to listen and pretended to be engaged.

What’s interesting though is during this whole probably 45 minutes of him talking about tendons and ligaments and whatever, his eyes kept drifting to my chest. I could feel my nipples were hard and they were rubbing against the fabric of my tank top and that just kept them hard. Anytime I shifted positions in the chair I would push my chest out slightly, this caught his gaze every single time. Once he looked away to let Scruffy and I pulled the tank down so it was covering only about an inch above my nipples, plenty of cleavage showing.

When Mark looked back to me and continued to talk I swear it felt like he was talking to my breasts instead of me. My heart was pounding and I fucking swear I wanted to just pull my shirt up and show him my tits just for more of that attention. Something was telling me this was hotter though, this kind of teasing I was doing.

I decided to push it a little while asking him a question I made up on the spot, i reached up and played with one of straps of my tank top, pulling it over my shoulder down my arm then back up again. His eyes followed the movements of my hand perfectly. This sent lightning up my spine! Holy shit I loved this!

Eventually Mark finished talking, he asked me about work, and he finished his drink. Mark then did that thing where he slapped his knee and said “Welp” and if you know you know that means it’s either time to go home or time to go to bed. Mid conversation I had kicked my flip flops off and in this moment I decided to be dating…

I scooted forward on the chair and bent over to grab my flip flops knowing full well my tank top would fall open and give mark full view of my chest. I took my time and stayed in that position for what felt like 10 minutes (though it was probably like 5 seconds) then I sat back up and slid my flip flops back on. If I was lighter skinned I’d probably have the reddest face in the world lol. I was a little embarrassed but more turned on than anything else.

Mark seemed to have lost him ability to form words? I stood up and said something about heading home to get some sleep. He mumbled something like, “Yeah sleep when you know yeah, sleep mmhmm.” I chuckled and told him he sounded tired. I walked over bent over again and gave him a hug, making sure to get as close to him as I could and I could swear I felt his hand on my ass. In all likelihood his hand was on my hip but thinking he touched my ass makes me tingle and I like that.

I told Mark we should do this again and he agreed then I found a reason to bounce a few more times to bank some of that attention before heading home.

Ok so I’m not even going to try and bullshit you guys, when I got home I masturbated my life away. Right when I got inside I was naked in record time and when I tell you I was wet the Olympics could have held kayaking competitions between my thighs. I came like four times and my hips are still sore because I’ve been touching myself like nonstop since then.

So I don’t know if I want to sleep with Mark, though when I’m masturbating I’m picturing him and saying his name, but I can say I definitely love the attention he is giving me and I was more and more and more of it! Please excuse me now because having wrote all this down has forced me to relive it and I’m hornier than ever and oh my god I need to cum bye