Tony was friends with the girl, Nancy, but felt she was too young to be seen with him in public. Tony and Nancy talked across the wooden fence separating the back yards, and they sometimes sat in the yard and discussed things boys and girls of that age did.

Nancy was a lovely little girl, with honey blonde hair and a sweet, creamy complexion that tanned well. She had big blue eyes, somewhat sad-looking, but she smiled a lot. Her soft hair was usually in twin ponytails, making her appear even younger than she was. Nancy had a soft voice and was a very quiet little girl. Yet when she laughed, it was a melodious sound that showed her delight with everything around her.

Upstairs in her room, Janice undressed, preparing to take one of her long, afternoon baths. She loved to bathe, and she used oils and scented soaps. She had stripped down to her panties when a movement in the bedroom window across the hall caught her eye.

She gasped when she saw the wife next door move into view. The woman was naked her tits pushing outward, with a thick patch of hair around her cunt. The woman stood near the window, stroking her body, caressing her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples, and talking to someone. When that someone came into view, Janice recognized him as one of the more frequent male visitors.

The man had his pants on, but his cock pushed out with hardness. Janice watched as the woman's hand lowered and cupped the man's crotch as their lips met. Janice felt a response between her own thighs, she moaned softly as she stared. Her legs trembled weakly as she watched the woman's fingers open the man's fly, and another moan came from her when she saw the man's hard cock come into view.