Getting my cable modem reset (F/M) | 2016

I've been watching the neighbor's son grow up for the ten years I've been living in this townhouse complex, and for most of that time he's been watching me. I live alone. He hit puberty a few years after I moved in, and hit it hard. Sometimes, when his mother was out of town, I'd hear Internet porn playing through the thin walls that separated our homes. Then, later, I'd catch him looking through his living room window and into mine when I ran out of the shower in my bathrobe. He looked away when I caught his eye. After a couple of times doing that, I started to put on a show, "accidentally" leaving the bathroom naked so he could see everything. He looked away whenever I caught him looking, and we never acknowledged it when we passed each other in the parking lot.

Years went by. Not many years. He grew up into a fine-looking young man.

I know that I look good too. I'm in my late 30s now, but I look a lot younger. I have long black hair down to the small of my back, a slim waist, wide hips, and long legs. I can see men look me over in the supermarket or in the office, and I like how it makes me feel. I like to wear low collars and tight clothes so men can get a look at me. Sometimes I get so excited by it that I go into the bathroom at work, sit on the toilet and rub my pussy until I cum, biting my hand so people won't hear me. But that's not what this story is about.

One day this summer, I was surfing my favorite Internet porn sites and playing with myself when I suddenly lost the connection. I unplugged and plugged a few things in, but nothing I did worked. I wished there was someone there to help me. Then I had an idea how I could make it work to my advantage.

I didn't have any makeup on, and my hair was up, but I knew that wouldn't matter because I was wearing a tight tank top and loose-fitting shorts. Sometimes dressing down can be hot too.

I walked barefoot across the narrow alley separating my place from the neighbor's. I rang the doorbell. I heard a shuffling from inside, somebody turned off a TV and the door opened.

It was the neighbor boy. Or young man, rather. Like me, he was wearing a tank top and shorts. It was a hot night. His shorts were loose-fitting board shorts, but I could see the outline of his big cock inside them. I wanted that cock inside me. He had brown hair that he wore down to his broad shoulders, and flat abs.

"Oh, hi, Ms. ---," he said to me.

"Oh, please, call me Sara," I said. "And hey are you getting Internet? Mine's out."

"Sure, it works fine. I was just playing a game now."

"Oh, poo," I said, and pouted. "I wish I knew some way to fix it."

"I could come over and take a look?"

"Oh, would you? That's so sweet." I grinned and licked my lips.

I led him back to my house, putting a little extra sway in my walk for his benefit. We made small-talk as we went -- or, rather, I did. He didn't do much for his end of the conversation. He was hypnotized by the curve of my ass.

My laptop is my bedroom. I could see he was made a little uncomfortable by the sight of my bed. Uncomfortable and aroused. Was his cock ALREADY starting to stir in there?

I put a finger in my mouth and looked helpless. "See? It doesn't work?"

He looked around the room, his eyes captured by the bed, but for only a moment, then he tore them away. "Where's your cable modem?"

"It's in the closet." I opened the closet door. "The closets in this complex are so small. I really hate that." I said. I moved some things out of the way -- clothes, and a box which I accidentally-on-purpose dropped, spilling out little bottles of scented lube and a couple of vibrators. I flushed and put them away. We both pretended we hadn't seen what he'd seen, but I could see his shorts getting more uncomfortable.

"There, you see, in the corner," I said, and pointed.

"Let me get in there," he said. "I thought so. I just need to reset it."

"Here, let me see what you're doing so I don't have to bother you next time."

I got in real close and rubbed up against him. Oh, God, his body was so hard and powerful. I rubbed my breasts against his back and pressed against him with my belly. I could feel the heat rising between us.

"See, I just press this button and hold it for a couple of seconds."

The cable modem came on a few seconds later.

I pulled myself away from his body. Reluctantly. My pussy was wet and hot now.

"Oh, thank you so much!" I said. "Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

He didn't say anything. He stayed facing away from me, looking into the closet, a moment longer, and when he finally turned around I could see why. His cock was fully hard now. He didn't meet my eyes. He looked very uncomfortable.

I grinned my wickedest grin. "I think I see something I can do to repay you."

I closed the gap between us in a couple of steps, and reached into his shorts. His cock was as big as I'd imagined it, and it was throbbing. He moaned with pleasure when I touched it.

"Oh, Ms. --- " he said.

"Call me Sara," I said. "I thought we settled that." I kissed his lips gently while I rubbed his cock, pulling him close to my tight little body. I had to tilt my head up to meet his lips. The little boy next door had gotten big -- in more ways than one!

"S-s-sara!" he said. "I shouldn't."

"We already are," I said, and chuckled. I pulled off his T-shirt and pushed him down on my bed and he landed on his back. I pulled the shorts off him in one smooth motion. Then I pulled of my T-shirt and shorts and let down my hair and stood naked in front of him.

"There you go, you dirty little boy. This is what you've been looking at all these years," I said. He didn't have anything to say to that. How could he deny it? "Oh, I don't mind. I've been wanting to do this for years."

His cock was beautiful -- straight and tall most of the way, with a little bend in it. I climbed on top of him and we went belly to belly. I kissed him hard, then kissed down his hard, firm body, tasting his mansweat down his chest and belly until I reached his hard cock.

I took it into my mouth and deep-throated it a few times until he started to moan again and thrash.

I didn't want him to cum in my mouth, so I pulled off him and then climbed on, taking his warm hard cock in one hand and guiding it inside of me, and then I rode him hard, letting my long black hair fall over his face and shoulders.

It was only a few strokes until he came, in big hot gushes. I put my hand over his mouth to stifle his screams of ecstasy and came myself a moment later, like hot explosions of pleasure that went from my pussy and radiated out into my whole body.

I collapsed on top of him and rolled off, snuggling off to one side.

"Thank you, Ms. ---," he said.

"Call me Sara," I said.

We fucked a few more times before he moved away. I don't think I ever told him I worked for the cable company and knew how to fix the cable modem myself.