It was nice outside and as I looked out my window, there she was again, my neighbors 18 year old daughter. In their backyard, wearing those black shor... shorts again cavorting with a couple of her friends. As they continued to talk, chat and fool around I kept watching. Sometimes they would wrestle a little and my neighbors daughter continued to show flashes of her hot thighs. I started to get hard in my pants as I watched her and her friends. Rubbing my cock through my jeans as I watched them I. This was getting old, flying from New York to Denver every Friday night just to listen to a wife that was complaining that I was never there, but never complained when she saw the check. She had spent more money in the past 5 months since I took this position than she had in the 2 years we had been married. I tried to tell myself that it was because I was out of town and she was trying to make things nice for me. But for the life of me I couldn't tell where the money was going. I saw no new. Sandi agreed to pick us up something for dinner, after her last stop.After finishing up with the computer, I headed for the bathroom to remove my makeup. I quickly changed into a bikini. This time I chose the yellow one. The top resembled a bra, and the bottoms a g-string. I stepped into my 4-inch sandals, grabbed a towel, and headed to the backyard. I still got a thrill as my breasts bounced with every step I took, and the way the heels had me swaying my bottom from side to side.After. "So I slipped my drawers off from under my dress, and bared my arse at him. He took my cheeks in both hands and squeezed them; then he spread them slowly and eased his cock into my dripping cunt. He only let the tip in at first, to get a feel of it; he made little sawing motions. Suddenly, he rammed it in, right to the hilt, as hard as he could, making me squeal, and topple forward. It was then that I realised Patrick had tiptoed downstairs and was standing behind the breakfast bar, obviously.