Ella stood at her window watching Mr. Pearson clean his pool. She never gave him much thought until this last year as he lost weight and started working out. Now for an older guy, she thought he was pretty sexy looking. She could stand at her window and watch him outside for hours. Luckily for her, her window overlooked his yard and easily gave her a view over the privacy fence that separated their yards.

As Mr. P, as all the kids called him, worked on his pool, she couldn’t help but feel that familiar tingle in her lower region. She ran her hand along the crotch of her panties, feeling them getting warm and damp with her desire. It wasn’t long before her fingers found their way under the hem.

As she continued watching Mr. P, she slowly stroked herself. She would let her fingers wander between her lips until she dragged them up and over her clit. As she watched, she pictured herself lying on one of the pool chairs naked, watching. Her fingers pushed deeper between her lips until she had two fingers pressed as deep as they would go.

As she slowly stroked her fingers in and out of her pussy. She started imagining him coming over to her and kneeling between her outstretched legs. As she was furiously pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy. She had the image of him leaning down and running his tongue over her pussy. She could swear she felt the hairs from his mustache touching her right then.

As she pictured him tonguing her pussy on the pool chair, she was furiously fingering her pussy. She was getting closer to having an orgasm as she imagined his tongue lapping at her clit. She was using her other hand to stroke her clit now. She felt her orgasm building. Her eyes were closed tight as she held the images of Mr. P working her pussy over with his tongue.

Just as Ella was reaching the point of no return to her orgasm, she heard, “Ella, are you dressed yet? We need to leave for grandma's in a few minutes.”

Just as her mom’s words trailed off, her orgasm hit. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as her juices soaked her fingers and panties. She leaned heavily against the window frame as her orgasm ran through her body. She stayed there, letting her body calm down until she heard her mom call out again.

She knew she needed to answer, or her mom would come to find out what was wrong. That was the last thing she wanted was for her mom to catch her with her hands in her panties, wet from her orgasm. So, she finally yelled out, “Yes, mom, I’m almost ready. I’ll be right down.”

She quickly stripped off her wet panties and slid clean ones on. Then pulled on a pair of jeans, slipped on her shoes, and quickly grabbed the backpack she carried everywhere. Then down the stairs, she flew before her mom yelled again. As she hurried out to the car, she looked over and saw Mr. P, which made her think of the juices that still covered her pussy.

*****

Denny had been cleaning the pool when he noticed Ella standing at the edge of her window. He tried not to let her know he had seen her. He kept cleaning the pool but occasionally glanced up out of the corner of his eye. As he got on the far side of the pool, it was easier to look up at her and not be obvious. It was then he realized she was staring intently down at him.

As he continued glancing up at her, he noticed her arm stretched down the front of her. Of course, he couldn’t see where she had her hand, but he could guess. He silently wondered to himself if she was masturbating watching him. After a few more minutes, he glanced up and saw her eyes closed and her arm moving quickly against her body. He had no doubt at that point of what she was doing.

He couldn’t help but wish he had a better view. He had watched her grow into a gorgeous young lady. He had even let her mom and dad use his pool to host her sixteenth birthday party the year before. Now that was a day he’d remember for a while—all those hot young bodies running around in their bikinis.

Taking a more pronounced look, he could see her leaning against the window frame with her eyes still closed tightly. It was then he heard her mom yell something from within the house. He looked around, and Ella was gone from the window when he glanced back up. He chalked the whole thing up to one of those moments and went back to cleaning his pool.

*****

It had been a few weeks since Denny had watched Ella in the window. He was out in his backyard again, but he was cutting the grass instead of cleaning the pool. Ella heard the lawnmower and knew Mr. P was cutting grass. First, she looked out front. She then ran up to her room and peeked out her window. She saw him cutting his backyard in a pair of shorts and no shirt.

Without a whole lot of thought, she slipped off the shorts and t-shirt she had been bumming around the house in. She then slipped on one of her skimpier bikinis and a pair of sandals before heading outside. She walked up to the gate in the fence that separated Mr. P’s yard from theirs. It was a holder over from previous owners of both properties. She knew it wouldn’t be locked because that is how she got to Mr. P’s pool. It was a benefit she had for helping to keep an eye on his house when he traveled for work.

She walked through the gate like hundreds of other times, but she knew it wasn’t. She wasn’t sure what was attracting her to Mr. P, but she knew it made her wet and horny. She walked over and laid the towel she had grabbed as she left the house on one of the pool chairs. She could tell Mr. P was behind the garage by the muted sound of the mower.

She patiently waited for him to come back around into the main part of the yard before walking to the far end of the pool. As soon as she could tell she had his attention, she stretched her hands overhead and dove into the pool. This gave Mr. P a full view of her body.

*****

Denny looked up from mowing just in time to see Ella stretch out and dive in the pool. He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared into the water. He immediately felt his cock twitch. She sure wasn’t the little girl he had been watching grow up these last few years. Although she was short of her seventeenth birthday, she could easily pass for a girl in her early twenties.

Trying not to be too obvious that he was staring, he kept pushing the mower, but he stopped dead in his tracks when she came out of the water on the stairs. He couldn’t recall ever seeing her in the bikini she had on, or he thought, what she didn’t have on. It barely covered her well-developed breasts, and the bottoms just covered her vagina and disappeared between her ass cheeks. At least that was until it was wet. Now wet, it sucked against her body and didn’t do a thing to hide her.

As he watched, she shook out her long auburn-colored hair. Then glancing over at him, she smiled a little devilish smile before sauntering over to the chair that she had laid the towel on. As he continued to stare, she bent down to pick up the towel with her back was to him. As she bent over, her legs spread just enough, he could see her mound push against the crotch of her bikini. His cock that was already responding to seeing her went hard.

Just then, she straightened up and turned towards him. He quickly started pushing the mower again and turned, so he was pushing it away from her. He really didn’t want her to see the tent in his shorts.

*****

The rest of the afternoon, while he did yard work, was a game of her making sure he could see all he could and him trying to keep her from seeing the massive hard-on she was keeping him with. Finally, when he finished the yard work, he told her to enjoy the pool. He then went into the house.

As he stripped off his dirty shorts, he released his hard cock. Once he was naked, he moved over to his window and looked out at Ella. The way the chair was positioned, he had a great view. Without even considering what he was doing, his hand went to his cock. He slowly stroked it as he watched her.

As he watched, his imagination took over. He pictured her naked on his bed with her hanging over the edge as he fed her his cock. He would slide deep until she’d gag. Then he would hold it there before letting her breathe again. He held the picture of face fucking her as he stroked his cock.

Then letting his mind shift to his cock sliding in and out of her teenage pussy. He could see her juices glistening on his skin each time he pulled out. Then he would plunge it back in, making her squeal.

He was nearing the edge and shifted his mental picture to her kneeling in front of him. As he furiously stroked his cock, he had the image of letting loose a huge load all over her cute little face. He erupted with a loud grunt, splashing his cum on the wall beside the window. As he did, he imagined his cum dripping from her eyelashes, running down her nose and across her lips.  

He finally calmed down and peaked back out the window. What he thought he saw shocked him. He could swear she had a couple of fingers in her bikini bottom. He was so intent on trying to really see he ruffled the blinds on the window. He quickly pulled back and stood still for a minute. When he finally looked again, all he could see was Ella’s back heading towards the gate.

*****

Over the next month, Ella kept showing as Mr. P worked outside. Each time, she would tease him in some fashion that would almost always end up with him masturbating to images of her. He didn’t know if she was enjoying teasing him or if he was being a dirty old man, thinking about using her tight young body. In either case, she didn’t seem like she was going to let up.

Then the day happened. He had been out doing yard work again when Ella showed up. She was in the same bikini she had been wearing that first day by the pool. As she always did, she made sure he had seen her before diving into the pool. And as always happened, he watched.

When she came over this time, he was almost done working and intended to jump in the pool to cool off, but now he wasn’t sure that was a good idea. The idea of being in the pool with her, although it sounded great, still made him hesitate. He was just considering heading in for a shower instead, but before he could decide, he heard, “Mr. P, could you rub some lotion on my back. I don’t want to get burned.”

He groaned inwardly, but against his better judgment, he walked around the pool to where she was settling onto one of the pool chairs face down. She leaned up and offered him the bottle of lotion and then slipped the string holding her top together lose, letting them fall to her sides. Although he didn’t see anything, the thought of her laying there with her top untied unnerved him a bit.

He took the lotion and squirted a small amount into his hand. Then starting at the base of her neck, he started working the lotion into her skin. As he worked further down her back, he was being very careful not to drift to her sides. He was almost to the top of her bikini bottoms when she tilted her head to the side and said, “Don’t forget my sides.”

Groaning inwardly again, he squirted a little more lotion on his hands. He started at her arms and worked his hands along her sides until he got to her breasts. He was going to skip that area until she said, “Make sure get my sides good.” Groaning inwardly again, he worked his along the sides where he could feel the swell of her breasts pressed outwardly with her laying there.

He thought to himself, ‘Damn, she has soft, smooth skin.’ as he continued down her sides. He finally got to the top of her bikini bottoms again and was hoping to escape because he had developed one hell of a hard-on. Just as he started to get up, she said, “Will you do my legs too.”

Denny reluctantly replied, “Sure!” and got to work on her legs. The longer he worked on her legs, the more his cock ached because she had spread her legs to make it easier for him. This gave him a perfect view of her barely covered pussy.

As soon as he felt he had done enough, he stood up and said, “Sorry, Ella, but I need to go shower. I have an appointment to get to.”

She sweetly replied, “No problem, Mr. P. I appreciate you giving me a hand.” He couldn’t see the smile that played across her lips as he turned towards the house.

Denny beat a hasty retreat into the house, where he quickly showered. Then before he was too tempted to go back out to Ella, he left for his nonexistent appointment. This, unfortunately, gave him all that much more time to think about Ella’s sweet pussy he had been staring at while doing her legs.

*****

Denny was gone for a few weeks working as typical she would; Ella went over to check on his house a few times. On her last visit, she decided to leave him something. She slipped her shorts off and then laid down across his bed with just her panties on. She pictured laying there with Mr. P letting her hand slide to the crotch of her panties.

As she let the tips of her fingers glide across the satiny material of her panties, she already felt the moisture seeping through. Just being in Denny’s house had her wet. She let her fingertips play across her satin-covered clit, letting out a moan of pleasure. She moved them quickly, strumming her clit, and felt her panties getting even damper.

As she continued to play with herself, she pictured all the nasty things she wanted Mr. P to do to her. It wasn’t long before she had fingers buried in her pussy as other fingers strummed her clit. She was working herself up to an orgasm that was sure to overwhelm her, but she didn’t care.

As she neared her orgasm, she was pumping her finger frantically into her pussy as she pinched and pulled at her clit. Then the dam burst, and she cried out for Mr. P as if he was there. Her juices soaked her panties until the crotch was almost dripping. She continued moving her fingers in her pussy, making sure her panties absorbed every drop of her juices she could get.

When she finally calmed down, she slid off the bed. Turning to look, she noticed a little wet spot where she had been lying and smiled. Then slipped her panties off and felt how wet the crotch was. Then she carefully tucked them under one of Mr. P’s pillows. She knew they wouldn’t still be wet when he found them, but she hoped they still smelled of her juices.

*****

Denny came home late a few days later. He dropped his bags in his bedroom before stripping for a much-needed shower. Afterward, he came back into his bedroom to get ready for bed. It was when he pulled back his blanket that he found Ella’s surprise waiting for him.

Just as the blanket came out from under his pillow, he saw something pink come out as well. He looked down at the ball of pink material for a second, not having a clue how something pink got under his pillow. It was when he picked it up he realized it was a pair of pink panties.

Holding them up, he looked at them. He started to wonder who in the hell could’ve left panties under his pillow. Then the light came on in his head. Holding them so he could see the size, he realized there was probably only one person that these would’ve fit that had a key to his house.

While standing there holding her panties, he knew he should be pissed. Yet as he examined them, he could see the whole gusset had been stained darker than the rest of the material. He stopped and thought to himself, ‘Surely, she didn’t leave a pair of her dirty panties?’ He lifted the gusset to his nose, and the smell of a woman was unmistakable.

As he took in Ella’s smell, his cock had already decided for him that it was a succulent smell by almost instantly hardening. While still holding the panties to his nose, he dropped a hand to his cock. His fingers wrapped around it almost involuntarily. He gave it a few strokes, his cock responding by growing even harder in his hand.

With Ella’s panties under his nose and his cock in his hand, he started picturing her on the pool chair with her legs spread before him. Her pussy glistened with her wetness as his cock ached to part her lips. As his mind filled with this image, his hand pumped his cock.

As he continued pumping his cock, he pictured entering her. Watching her face as he slid in. The pleasure and joy as he fully entered her. Then the emotions ran across her face as he pumped his cock deep and hard in her. Then ultimately, she cried out in orgasm just as he came as well.

Denny, not even realizing how close he was, spewed all over the cover of his bed. As his release swept through him, he stumbled against the edge of the bed. Letting go of his cock just in time to catch himself. Straightening up, he composed himself. Then still holding Ella’s panties, he shook his head before opening the drawer of his nightstand and dropping them in. He then cleaned up the mess he had made but still thought about her the whole time.

*****

Denny stayed busy traveling for work over the next month. Yet every time he came home, he’d reach for Ella’s panties stashed away in his nightstand. It usually led to him having a mind-blowing orgasm picturing her in so many different ways of sexual fun. When he was done, he put them away until the next time.

To his disappointment, he hadn’t seen much of Ella over the past month either. There was a quick hi a few times between them, but that had been about it. He had so little time he had actually paid one of the neighborhood kids to cut his grass. He wondered if Ella had come and given the young man the same treatment she had been giving him all summer.

*****

Denny finally got a reprieve from his traveling and was able to catch up on his own yard work on a Wednesday. He had gotten up early and was working his way through the list of things to catch up on. It was close to noon, and he was finally getting close to finishing his list. He was cutting the backyard when Ella came through the gate. This really didn’t surprise Denny. She seemed to show up whenever he was working in the backyard. What did surprise him was the red bikini she had on or the lack of it.

He tried not to stare as she walked towards the pool, but he was moving right towards her. The top had the tiniest pieces of cloth covering her breasts and the cloth covering her vagina. Well, honestly, it was covering much more than her slit. He felt his cock go instantly hard to the point that continuing pushing the mower was even uncomfortable, but he did finish the yard.

Denny put away the mower and other stuff he had gotten out while working. Then as he passed by the pool, doing his best not to drool while looking at Ella, he said, “Enjoy the pool; I’m going to go in and get a shower.”

He disappeared into the house, leaving Ella stretched out on one of the pool chairs. A slight smile played across her lips as she thought about him in the shower. Then within moments, she decided now was the time to push her luck with Mr. P. She got up off the chair and started for the door.

*****

Denny had been in the shower just long enough to get good and wet. He was just starting to soap up the washcloth when he heard, “I’d like to help with that!” Denny jerked his head around to see Ella standing at the shower door. She was still in her red bikini but was glistening from the spray of water coming off the showerheads.

Caught totally by surprise, it took Denny a heartbeat or two to regain his voice. When he did, he said, “Ella, you shouldn’t be in here!”

“And why not? You’ve been enjoying the gift I left for you, I bet. Why not smell the real thing?”

“Ella, why the hell would you think?”

She got a cat that caught the mouse kind of smile before saying, “Because you have them in your nightstand drawer instead of just throwing them away.”

With that, she moved on into the shower closing the little distance between her and Denny. He was still mostly turned away from her, and she came right up to his back, just brushing her bikini-covered breasts against his back. She reached around him with her arms and took hold of the washer cloth and the bottle of body wash Denny had been holding.

Denny just froze, not knowing what the hell to do here. She took both from his hands. While he watched as she added a bit more body wash to the washcloth. Then she held the bottle out. When he didn’t move to take it, she said, “Please set that back on the shelf.”

He took the bottle from her hand as she brought the washcloth to his chest. She gently started working it across his chest, bringing it up to his neck before working her way downward. Denny just stood there like he was frozen in place, but as she brought it down over his nipples, he had a small shiver run through him.

As she worked her way further down his body, that little shiver was turning into a ripple of panic. Here he was in the shower with his sixteen-year-old neighbor while naked, and she was lathering him up. Yet even with that ripple of panic, he felt himself growing harder with her touch.

Ella was being very calculating in the way she was lathering up Denny. As she got to just the top of his pubic region, she brought her hands back up along his sides, alternating the washcloth until she moved to the back of his neck. She then started downwards again until she reached the top of Denny’s butt. Yet instead of stopping as she had done in the front, she knelt behind him. Then she continued to lather him up, moving down over his ass to his thighs and on down his legs until she reached his feet.

Denny had put a hand out against the shower wall to steady himself as Ella worked her way down his body. The ripple of panic was quickly ebbing to a wave of excitement at this girl’s touch. His cock was raging hard now. He was just glad she was behind him.

Denny was suddenly startled out of his own thoughts when Ella spoke. “Turn around so I can finish your front.”

He swallowed hard before saying, “That isn’t a good idea.”

“Why, because you are ashamed, I’ve made you this hard?” with that, she wrapped her hand around his rigid cock. Denny jumped at her touch. “Now turn around for me,” she said in that bit more demanding tone of a teenager.

He slowly turned around to face her, but she never let go of his cock. She was still firmly squeezing it as he looked down at her. She looked up into his face and smiled just before slipping her lips over the head of his cock. Denny damn near passed out when she did it. He threw his hand out against the shower wall to steady himself.

Ella slowly worked her lips over his cock. As she took more of him in, she moved her hand further back along his shaft. Finally, her hand was wrapped around the base of his cock. She had most of it lodged in her throat. Denny was by no stretch inexperienced at sex, but he hadn’t had a woman deep throat him in ages, and here was this sixteen-year-old swallowing him like a pro.

Denny couldn’t help but moan as she worked his cock in and out of her mouth and throat. He had placed one hand on her head and was now pulling her deeper on his cock. He hadn’t intended to do that, but damn, she was amazing. Yet he could also feel the end coming near for him.

Ella kept up her assault on his cock, constantly varying the pressure and speed as she did. She could feel him swelling and knew he was getting close to cumming. She decided to help him by taking his balls in her hand; then began massaging them.

Denny, unable to take anymore, blurted out, “I’m going to cum!”

Ella’s response was to squeeze his balls harder and suck him in as deep as she could. Just as the head of his cock touched the back of her throat, he blew his load. He started pumping ropes of cum into her mouth, and Ella gleefully tried to swallow it all. She did get most of it, but there had been so much she had little rivulets of cum running from the corners of her mouth.

As his balls emptied into her mouth, he had to use both hands to steady himself. His knees had suddenly gone very weak. He steadied himself and looked down at Ella, who still had his cock buried in her mouth. He watched as she swallowed his cum in gulps, absolutely amazed by this girl’s abilities. Finally pulling away from his cock, she looked up at him. As he watched, she licked up the cum that had dribbled out at the corners of her mouth.

Ella stood up, facing Denny before saying, “I hope you enjoyed that as much as I enjoyed doing it,” as a little twinkle lit her eyes and a smile played across her lips.

“Enjoyed would be an understatement but not sure I should’ve let it happen.”

“Don’t get all parental on me. I’m no virgin and know exactly what I want. That just happens to be you. Now you can accept that, and we can have more days like today,” she finished with a wicked little smile.

Denny wasn’t sure what to say, but he knew that more days like this would be awesome. Just as he started to say they maybe should move to someplace more comfortable, there was a soft beep. He saw Ella look down at her wrist where she had on a watch or fitness tracker; he couldn’t tell which.

Before he could say anything, she said, “Think about it and let me know, but I need to go for now. That was mom calling,” with that, she raised up on her tippy toes and kissed him. Then she was gone.

Denny leaned back against the wall of the shower in both shock at what happened and amazement that she would want him.