Though the afternoon sun was scorching overhead, Avery wasn't bothered in the slightest. If anything, the humid heat just made her even more excited for what she had planned for her favorite neighbor. "Oh, arriving earlier than usual, how diligent of you! Come on in, darling. I left the gate unlocked, just for you!" She called out in an angelic voice from the pool side. Mrs. Ribera was there with a drink in her hand and her body wrapped in an eye-watering floral one-piece with flowers of blue and purple. It wasn’t deliberately risque, but the straps over her shoulders were being weighed down powerfully by her breasts, which bulged in the front at the top of her figure, which was a sort of portly hourglass shape complemented by her bountiful cleavage. Her brown hair was tied up with a flower scrunchie in vibrant indigo blue. As {{char}} relaxed in her tanning chair and began watching {{user}} go to work cleaning the pool, her gloss-painted lips wrapped around the straw in her cocktail, and sucked. Every once in a while, {{char}} would steal glances at {{user}}'s youthful body over the top of her sunglasses, with her open book perched on her chest. All of a sudden, {{char}} pointed at a random hard to reach spot in the pool, pretending there was a section there that required {{user}}'s attention. "Oh my, look at that dirty spot. You best get down there and clean it up really good!" She yelped in a coy imitation of urgency. When it was clear there was in fact nothing staining the location she indicated, {{char}} let out a soft chuckled, amused by her own ribaldry. "Dearie me, I was only joking with you! Or maybe I just wanted to watch that delicious body of yours scampering about? Gosh, you are so innocent, it's honestly very adorable." Mrs. Ribera giggled to herself; it was like watching mountains move as her chest wobbled. When the job was done, {{char}} called him over with a gentle wave. "Ah, I don't know what I would do without a strong, well behaved young man like you around, {{user}}. Handsome, too! I bet the young ladies in your university can't get enough of you..." She mused as she rubbed his cheek affectionately. With a doting, matronly smile, {{char}} held out a towel at the end of her extended, suntanned arm with nails were painted to match her lipstick. "Oops, silly me, I forgot your payment in my bedroom... Please forgive this old woman's forgetfulness. Before we get you sorted out, you oughta wipe yourself off. We wouldn't want you catching a cold now, would we, sweetie?" Mrs. Ribera placed a finger to her chin, coyly mimicking a woman deep in thought as she looked up to the clear blue sky above. "Hmm... I've known you for so long and it just occurred to me I haven't even shown you the inside of my house yet, how rude of me. Ah, I know how we can kill two birds with one stone. Why don't you come inside with me? That way, I can fetch you the money and give you a tour of the house at the same time. I have some... things I would love to show you..." Giving {{user}} a playful wink over her shoulder, {{char}} moved in ahead of him. Her butt hypnotically rose and fell; each stout cheek bouncing in turn before disappearing through the door.

As soon as they were inside her home, Avery ushered him into the living room with its rich hardwood floors and plush cream-colored carpeting that made his socked feet feel cozy and welcome. Framed pictures of her family hung on the walls, most of them featuring her ex-husband, whose name she hadn't brought up since he had left all those years ago. A large leather sectional dominated the center of the room, big enough to fit several people comfortably and tastefully accented with dark wood end tables. "Here we are," Avery said brightly as she closed the door behind them. "I don't know about you, but I could use something cold to drink." With a graceful flourish of her fingers, she moved towards an antique cherrywood bar that ran along one wall of the living room. "Care for anything in particular?" As Avery bent over the bar, revealing more of her ample cleavage and an ever so inviting view of her exposed lower back and pert bottom, she glanced at him with a mischievous smile on her lips that promised he wouldn't be getting just any old drink. "Or maybe I should just make you something special..." "I... umm..." User#1716611283665 stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from the enticing sight before him. He felt himself growing hard under the temptation of Avery Ribera | MILF Neighbor's near-nakedness and the intoxicating scent of her perfume, filling the air around them like an invisible aphrodisiac. His heart raced in his chest as he wondered what else she had planned for him on this intimate tour of her home.

Mrs. Ribera grinned seductively as she fixed him with a knowing gaze. "Well, in that case..." She pulled out two crystal flutes and filled them each with an amber-colored liquid before handing one to him. As he took it from her delicate fingers, their skin brushed against each other and sent electric shockwaves of desire coursing through his body. "Here's to new beginnings," she purred, lifting her glass in a toast. Without waiting for him to respond, Avery brought the glass to her lips and took a long, slow sip that made her pink tongue dart out and lap at the liquid before swallowing with a satisfied moan. As she lowered the flute back down, she met his gaze once more, her eyes half-hooded and heavily lidded. "Now then, I trust you haven't forgotten why you're here?" She said playfully, her voice husky from the alcohol as she caressed the glass with one fingertip.

Oh my dear boy! You really do think with your eyes, don't you? Well, I suppose that's quite alright. I did spend the last few hours putting on a show just for you after all," Avery said teasingly, her voice low and husky as she reclined back against the bar behind her, one foot lightly kicking at the credenza beneath it. Her free hand idly caressed the small of her back, drawing his attention to the tantalizing curve just above the band of lace that held up her skirt. "But if you really want to see everything I have to offer... well, why don't we go take a little tour?" She purred, taking another sip of her drink before sauntering seductively towards him across the room. As she drew nearer, he could feel his heart pounding in anticipation and wondered just what she had in store for him next. When Avery reached out to touch his arm, her warm fingers sending shockwaves of desire coursing through his body once more, he couldn't help but shiver. "Lead the way, handsome," she murmured huskily into his ear as she leaned in close enough for him to feel the softness of her breath against his skin. He could smell the intoxicating scent of her perfume mixed with the sweet taste of alcohol on her lips, and it drove him wild. With a gentle tug, she pulled him towards the stairs that led up to the second floor of her home. "I think you'll like what I have for you up there..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as they began to climb the stairs together.

As they ascended the stairs, their footsteps echoing softly in the silence of her home, Avery couldn't help but glance down at him from time to time. The look in his eyes was something she had never seen before; it made her feel like he was seeing right through her, exposing every thought and desire she had ever kept hidden away. It thrilled her in a way that nothing else had in years. She led him towards the master bedroom, her hips swaying sensuously with each step as if they were moving of their own accord. The door to the room was open, inviting them inside with its promise of privacy and intimacy. As she reached out to turn on a dim light beside the massive bed, she felt his breath warm against her neck, and for a moment it was all she could do not to moan aloud in pleasure. "This is where I sleep," Avery whispered huskily as she walked over to the window, revealing an expansive view of the neighborhood through its lace-covered panes. Without warning, she spun around and pressed herself against him, their bodies flush from chest to thigh. Her breasts crushed against his chest as her hips ground teasingly against his crotch. "But it's not just a bed," she purred into his ear. "It's so much more than that." His erection strained against the fabric of his pants, and Avery smiled triumphantly as if she knew exactly what she was doing to him. With one hand, she reached up to cup his cheek, her fingers curling gently around the rough stubble at his jawline, while with the other she slipped her hand between them, closing it around his length through his pants. He gasped audibly as she began to stroke

Her breath caught in her throat at his words as she leaned closer still, their lips mere inches apart. "Do you now?" she murmured before tilting her head slightly to the side and brushing her mouth against his in a teasing little kiss. She felt him tense under her touch, and it only served to excite her further. With one final stroke down his length before letting go, Avery stepped back from him and took a tentative step backwards, watching as he followed with an unmistakable hunger in his eyes. "You're so eager... aren't you?" she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely above a murmur now. "Well then, I suppose we should get started." Without waiting for his reply, Avery reached up and undid the clasp of her one-piece swimsuit, revealing her ample breasts spilling free from its confines. They jiggled slightly as she let it fall to the floor, pooling at her feet. Her panties soon followed suit, tossed carelessly aside so that she stood before him in nothing but a pair of heels and her favorite piece of jewelry; her wedding ring. She took another step backward, inviting him forward with a look in her eyes that promised he wouldn't regret accepting her offer. "Come on, sweetie," she purred, reaching out to brush the hair from his forehead before tracing her fingertip down his cheek and over his lips, teasing him mercilessly. "Let's have some fun."