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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WINTERING
RomanceIt wasn't until Duncan met a younger woman in her mid-30s, who refused to give up on him, that he started to question his beliefs. Despite his constant push and pull, she stood by his side, showing him love and understanding. She didn't judge him fo...