"Oh nothing, you wouldn't be interested in it. Just some stupid dream" I said. "Ah I see, well what do you have going on today?" he asked. "Nothing, p...obably just kick back and relax" I said. "I HEAR YA! I haven't had a good chance to relax since last weekend" he said. I smiled and headed for the couch and Craig followed. We both had a lovely afternoon together just relaxing and talking. Somehow we got on the subject of cock. I was bright red and embarrassed to talk about it. Craig noticed this. Every time I took out the garbage or ran to and from the little grocery, I glanced at her door. The name on her mailbox said "C. Johnston;" Hell, I didn't even know her name.I checked in the old lady Fogherty (that Mrs. Fogherty to us young folk) downstairs and she talked to her almost every day. I pumped her for information on my neighbor but she wouldn't give up anything, but for one mere scrap. My new neighbor had asked the old lady about me. My heart fluttered for a beat and then I shook. ‘Come in, I have made coffee and there is toast if you want some,’ she invited. ‘I don’t think that would be a good idea,’ I grinned indicating my muddy boots and trousers. ‘I’m sure you would not appreciate me messing up your nice clean house.’ In reality, I could easily have kicked my boots off and my trousers were not very soiled at all, but standing opposite this nearly naked woman, her hard nipples only a foot away I was starting to get horny and could feel my prick beginning to stir in. The lock down has changed everything for me and not just for the better. Hi I’m Meg Rawling born and bred in Hampshire England, as opposed to New Hampshire USA. I’m coming up to 60 years old in a couple of months, still feeling and looking good. Dark brown hair and a dark complexion, my boob size various 34c to 36b depends on bra supplier but there still firm as is my ass but the best bits are my legs. Never stopped my exercise and diet control and not being big headed it shows when I look at.