The tall, handsome, virile-looking young man got out of the car and strode to the door of the house. And just as Nickie had expected-and hoped-there was Mrs. Norflus, nearly bursting with ripeness.
Nearly bursting out of her totally unconcealing housecoat.
Nickie giggled to herself and darted up the stairs to her brother's room.
'Tod,' she said hurriedly. 'Tod, Tod, wake up!'
She leaped onto the bed beside her brother's sleeping form and began shaking him.
Tod opened one eye-and found himself looking directly at one bobbling Nickie breast as his sister jumped and shook him.
'What time is?' he asked, annoyed.
'Eight-thirty,' she said, dismissing that subject for its unimportance in comparison to the news that followed. 'Tod, Mrs. Norflus is at it again!'
At that, her brother opened both eyes and sat upright in the bed. The sheet fell away to his waist, revealing his stringily muscled, bare chest. 'You mean her-old man took off?'
She nodded excitedly. 'And her stud just arrived! C'mon!'
Tod hurried out of the bed and followed Nickie to the window of his room. From there, they could easily see across the fifty or sixty yards to the Norilus' house-and with the aid of the powerful, precision-made binoculars Tod had gotten as a Christmas gift the year before, they could see in living technicolor all the fun and games of Mrs. Norflus and seemingly unending succession of young studs that paraded to her door-and bedroom-when her husband went off on one of his frequent business trips.
They were lots more fun, as neighbors, than the previous residents-an elderly couple.
Sam and Janet Norflus had moved in only a few weeks before. Sam Norflus was in his late fifties, paunchy, with a brutal, peasant's face. He was a big shot for some chain of stores and was constantly taking off to visit the branches.
Janet Norflus was in her late twenties, with an ordinary face, rich olive complexion and a figure that caused traffic accidents. Long, shapely legs, full, rounded ass, pinched waist and enormous, ripe breasts and a disposition that made ambitious men glad.
Time and again, Nickie and Ted had watched from his bedroom window, taking turns and arguing over who got the binoculars. The Norflus bedroom window was right over the Norflus bed-a huge, satin-sheeted, circular affair.
And it never failed. Less than five minutes after her husband left on one of his trips, Janet Norflus was at their doorway, greeting in a succession of handsome, well-dressed and well-hung-studs.
Nickie shivered in anticipation-and gladness. Just a few weeks before, prior to her eventful visit to her Uncle Ernie's house, she wouldn't have fully appreciated what was happening with Janet Norflus' escapades.
But now she could. And did.
'There she is!' Tod exclaimed, peering through the field glasses.. Nickie knew that he wouldn't be willing to relinquish the binoculars yet, not till the voluptuous housewife had stripped off her clothes and exposed her bountiful charms to his gaze. She strained her eyes to see-but couldn't make out any details.
She could see the housecoats opening, though, and the movement of the young woman and her service attendant towards each other. She could see the man push the housecoat back and off the woman's shoulders, to fall in a crumpled heap at her feet. She could see the man's hands moving over her, exploring her.
She could feel her own nipples stiffening in empathetic response to the caresses the sensual wife was receiving across the lot.
Nickie glanced down at her brother's shorts and saw the telltale bulge of his own hardening prick.
'To-od,' she cooed, running her fingers lightly over that bulge, feeling him tighten at her knowing touch. 'To- od, aren't you going to let me look? If you're piggy about it, well… ' She gave his half-bard penis a quick squeeze and then removed her hand completely.
Ted looked down into her clear blue eyes and then thrust the field-glasses into her hands. 'I believe in sharing with my little sister,' he said, emphasizing the little to remind her that he was aware of her curves and charms.
'Oh, he's the best one yet,' she said, watching intently. Janet Norflus was working at the buttons of the young man's shirt, then pulling it away from him, her fingers becoming less certain as her haste increased.
When the shirt was gone, she ran her hands through the mass of thick, dark hair covering his chest, savoring the feel of its silkiness.
The man, meantime, was hefting the weight of her huge breasts in his fingers, gently fondling the big, fleshy masses till her enormous nipples were stiffened. Her aureoles were easily the size of fifty-cent pieces, perhaps bigger, and her nipples weren't, far off the size of those on baby-bottles.
As he tweaked those large, sensitive nozzles, Janet was unfastening his belt, the snap of his pants, his zipper. With clumsy, passionate baste, she pushed them down over his hips-and then dropped to one knee to continue pulling his pants and brightly striped briefs down over his powerful thighs, over his knees, over his hairy calves.
She quickly unlaced his shoes and pulled them off, then brought her hands up to lovingly caress his enormous penis!
Nickie gasped with the realization of the size of the man's member. It was. huge! It was enormous! It was gigantic!
It was turning her on just to look at it!
It didn't cool her off to have her brother's hand reaching inside her tee-shirt to fondle one swelling breast and play with one hardened little nipple.
Nickie stared through the binoculars as the man stepped out of his pants and underwear. Janet Norflus was bringing her hands up to that huge dick, running her fingers with loving adulation over its length and thickness, licking her lips for the visual benefit of the I over-sized young stud,
She stretched up and planted a gentle kiss on the broad, purplish glans, a kiss that lingered and sent a shudder through the man's body, a kiss that opened as her mouth sucked the swollen knob between her lush lips.
Tod's hand moved to her other breast-and then was suddenly gone.
Nickie swallowed, her throat suddenly dry, and turned over the binoculars to her brother.
'Oh, wow!' he whispered appreciatively. 'She's licking him off! Oh, wow!'
Nickie stared out the window, trying to make out the specific details of the hot stuff that was going on in their neighbor's bedroom while running her hand the front of her brother's shorts to his throbbing cock bulge. Watching the lonely young housewife's adventures always excited Tod, but Nickie could readily sense that this time was something special.
She slowly pulled open the fly of his shorts and put her cool, soft fingers inside to gently caress the sensitive flesh of Tod's dick-and then suddenly withdrew her hand.
With a groan of resignation, he handed her the glasses.
Nickie stayed as she was, on her knees, and peered out at the window.
And sucked in her breath.
Even as she watched the lugubrious scene, the horny young wife was sucking in her lover's huge prick! Slowly-slowly-inch-by-inch, the massive member was disappearing into the woman's mouth, between her full, luscious lips till the man's balls were slapping up against her chin and her month was working on the base of his shaft in the thick, hirsute pubic tangle.
Then, with equal languor, that thick rod began to reappear from between her sucking mouth ups, coming out of the sheath of her throat with a glistening coating of saliva.
All but the, head was withdrawn before the movement was suspended for a long moment of vigorous sucking. And then, again, that stupendous penis was being eagerly swallowed back into the horny young woman's receptive throat.
Nickie found her own breath quickening, her little nipples throbbing as much in response to what she was watching as to what her brother's hand was doing to them beneath her tee-shirt.
Tod moved the fingers of his other hand to her waist and deftly undid the snaps. Eagerly, he pulled her shorts down. He sucked in his breath at finding her naked beneath them, at having her almost hairless little quim exposed to his eyes and hands.
