Her shirt was a baggy over-sized white t-shirt with some words scrawled across the front and back, probably from a school event or something. Her hai... was brunette, perfectly straight and fell in choppy angles around her face. I didn’t know if I should say something, hide, or run back inside to spy on her from the kitchen. I felt the blood flow to my bulge and grabbed my dick over my boxers. “Holy shit.” I muttered to myself as I realized I was standing twenty feet from our new neighbors. Each curve was shadowed and exposed her beauty. Her breasts were large and proud with her dark skin flowing to darker areolas which were poking out and covered the jutting points of her breasts. Her nipples protruded even further and were darker still giving the illusion of being piled high on the top of a hillock. I wanted so much to put one of those nipples in my mouth to suck and pull on it. Moving down her body was this trough running between those breasts down to her hard but sexy round. Another round of drinks later and they had told their life stories, the Reader’s Digest version anyway. She was married, but he was never around. No children, big house in the city, luxury cars, the works. He told her of the condo he had just bought, the promotion he got so he could buy the condo, that he had no girlfriend, but there had been someone a year or so ago. He told her he lived the bachelor life and loved it. He lied. They ate together both ordering the shrimp jambalaya. Another. She readily agreed so one day when there one was no one at dimple home we both went there at 2 pm. I was in my jeans and tshirt. Sonia was in jeans and top and we were shocked when we found dimple in mini and top.i have already with 4 beer bottles. And with in no time we started drinking beer.i was sitting with sonia at one side of bed and she was sitting at the other side. After finishing first bottle i said to dimple that what u will do if we started making love to which she replied that she.