Chapter 2: The Birthday Party

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A MONTH LATER

DUNCAN'S POV: As I sat alone on my porch, staring at the lake's calm waters, I noticed a moving truck approaching the empty cottage across the lake. I had never seen anyone live in that house before, and I was curious to see who my new neighbor would be. A few hours later, a young woman in her mid-thirties stepped out of the truck, looking around at her new surroundings. I couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of having someone new around.

The water around Triple Oak was warming. I observed my new neighbor, who never introduced herself from afar. I could see her through my binoculars as she unpacked her belongings and settled into her new home. She has an adorable dog to be observed, too. She was a stunning woman with a dark, purplish wolf-cut hairstyle and piercing hazel eyes like his. I was mesmerized by her beauty and couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction.

I realized that she was not just beautiful but also intelligent and kind. I would often see her tending to her garden or reading a book on her porch, and I couldn't help but feel a longing to get to know her. I was too shy to make the first move, and the thought of rejection scared me. On the night of my 50th birthday, I found myself alone in my living room, feeling sorry for myself. I was eating some sweets.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of music coming from across the lake. Curious, I went onto my porch, only to see her sitting on her porch, playing The 1975. The sound of the music was erratic, and I found myself lost in the moment. I got all tingly and excited at the melody that echoed across the lake. But what happened next was something I never expected. Just as she finished the song, she got up and started walking towards the lake, clearly headed for a swim.

And to my surprise, she started stripping off her clothes as she approached the water. Before I knew it, she was standing completely naked on the shore of the lake, with only the moonlight covering her. "Wow..." I utter. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. My eyes could've rolled out of my head. I had never seen a more beautiful sight in my life. As my eyes roamed over her body, I felt a surge of desire and arousal. At that moment, I forgot all about my insecurities, and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to be with her.

I grit my jaws tight. Unable to resist the temptation, I reach into my pants and grip my nuts hard. My cock flexs up. I haven't cum in such a long time. I grip harder around my shaft; and stroked it with my other hand as I sat down and started to masturbate while watching her. The water glistened on her skin just right. Her breasts were tear-shaped. She was ungroomed on top but neatly trimmed hedge. Literally. The pleasure and excitement I felt were indescribable. I couldn't take my eyes off her and continued to pleasure myself.

"Fuck!" I exclaim, long-winded. Embarrassingly, I whimper lowly and cum hard. I throw my head back and groan. My eyes are shut as I feel multiple, sticky long threads of my semen land on my thighs and onto the ground in front of me. I open my eyes and freak out. I yanked at my pants pulling them up as fast as I could. Feeling a mix of guilt and satisfaction, I rushed back inside and sat down to think. I couldn't believe what I had just done, but I also couldn't shake off the feeling of exhilaration.

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