I pressed the doorbell and waited. The sound of the chime echoed through the door followed by the tapping of footsteps approaching. The door opened and I was greeted with a sharp gasp.
"Hi, Ellen," I said with a smile.
"Uh... hi," she replied quietly as she looked over her shoulder towards the back of the house and then at me.
"What are you doing here?" she asked nervously in a hushed voice.
"Is Brian around?" I asked loudly as I gave her a wink.
I heard a chair move in the other room followed by Brian's voice.
"Right here," he announced as he approached and put his hand out. "How you doing?"
"I'm good," I answered as we shook hands.
"What's up?" he asked.
"I noticed some issues with the fence," I lied. "Is it okay to come in your yard to check it out?"
Ellen eyed us nervously.
"Sure," he shrugged. "You can do whatever you want back there, as long as it's okay with Ellen. That's her domain."
I looked at her and smiled. "Is that okay with you?"
"Oh... sure. Yeah, I mean... I guess so," she replied.
"I will have to go in your garden," I told her.
"Yeah... yeah, sure," she said with a nod. "In the garden by the fence."
"By the fence," I agreed. "I promise not to step on anything."
Brian chuckled and shook his head as he walked away.
"Just take him to the fence, Ellen. Let him do whatever he wants back there," he said as he disappeared back into the other room.
"What are you doing?" she whispered in a nervous voice.
"Just a few little adjustments," I answered.
She looked towards Brian and then back at me with a questioning look.
"What kind of adjustments?" she whispered.
"You'll see," I said with a grin as I gestured to the door. "You want to go open the gate for me?"
She eyed me suspiciously as she walked away and I closed the door as I stepped outside. I walked around to the side of the house and waited for her to open the gate.
"I hope you know what you're doing," she whispered. "You're making me nervous..."
"Don't be nervous, Ellen, be excited," I said as we stopped and I turned towards the house.
"Excited?" she asked. ”What do you mean?"
I dropped to one knee in front of the fence and checked the view of the deck as compared to the gaps in the fence. When I found the one I wanted I marked the boards with a marker.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I can see those marks from my side of the fence so I can loosen them and adjust the gap," I explained.
"Why?"
"So I can watch you when you do things on the deck."
"What things?"
I just smiled and moved down the fence to a spot beside a small bushy shrub. I told her to kneel down.
"What?" she asked in surprise. Her eyes went to the house and checked for Brian.
"He said to let me do whatever I want by the fence, right?" I reminded her with a grin. "So you sit there while I go to my side of the fence."
She nodded and dropped to her knees as I walked away. As I approached the gate Brian appeared.
"Almost done," I said. "She's going to hold the boards for me."
"Sure, whatever you want," he shrugged.
"Ellen, I'm headed out for a bit," he shouted at her. "Be back in an hour or so."
"Oh, okay," she called back.
"Have fun with the fence," he said as he walked away.
I turned and looked at Ellen as I reached the gate. I smiled and gestured with my right hand to my eyes, down to my crotch and then to her. She smiled back.
I knelt down across from her and peered through the gap in the fence.
"How's the view?" I asked.
"It's good," she giggled. "I can see you clearly."
I could see her clearly as well and enjoyed the expanse of cleavage her low-cut top provided.
"Did you suck his cock?" I asked.
She blushed and looked embarrassed as she averted her eyes for a moment. I sat quietly and waited for a response as she looked down at her knees. The little area just above her cleavage reddened as well.
"Yes," she whispered as she looked up at me.
"Did you think of my big, fat cock when you did?"
She nodded slowly. "Yes."
I unzipped my shorts, pulled my cock out and began to stroke it. I hardened quickly.
"This big, fat cock?" I asked as I slowly moved closer to the fence.
"Yeah," she replied.
"Touch yourself for me," I suggested. "I want to watch you while you watch me."
"Uh... I don't know..." she hesitated.
"Touch your pussy while you watch me stroke my big, fat cock for you," I urged. "Come on, you know you want to."