Title: Neighbourhood Homeless

codes: MF, wife, voyeur, cons

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It was a wonderfully hot Wednesday afternoon.  Joanne was in the
back yard looking to possibly plan a vegetable garden.

Rick was home from work.  He's been staying home as often as he
can, to capture as many situations involving Joanne as possible.
He's sitting in the spare room upstairs in his mother's house
where he lives, next to Joanne and Greg.

Rick is an avid voyeur.  Since Joanne and Greg have moved in,
he's changed his focus from trying to capture upskirt video of
women in malls, to an elaborate collection of photo and video
equipment, so that he can capture as many situations with Joanne
as possible.

Today, he was working from home, but had one of three video
cameras trained on Joanne's back yard.  He would sometimes watch
the screen live, to see if there's a chance of catching a good
angle, or even something better.

He got up to take a piss.  From his bathroom he could see down
the alley behind his house, and saw the homeless guy who rides
his bike collecting bottles.

"Right - garbage day" he mutters, shaking his limp dick, when a
brilliant idea flashed through his head.

He ran down stairs and out his back door.  He stood up on his
toes on his back porch, and could still see Joanne in her yard.

Quietly he went to the back gate and peeked out. The homeless guy
was still several houses down and rustling through some garbage
bins.  Rick quickly dashed over to Joanne's garbage bins and
found two bags of bottles and cans.  Before taking them, he
looked through a small crack in the gate.  Joanne was not in his
immediate view, so must be around the side of the house.

He took a deep breath, reached over the gate, found the lock,
unlocked the gate and pushed it open a foot or so.  He grabbed
the two bags of recycling, picked a plastic bottle, and placed it
just inside the yard, and dashed back to his house.

He watched the homeless guy approach.  Rick thought it a long
shot, but maybe he would get some video of the pretty redhead in
her bikini top and jeans skirt talking to a grubby homeless guy.
He'd love pictures of that.

He started up all his video cameras on tripods, including placing
one in the yard, and his best 35 mm digital camera, and watched.

Joanne was still going back and forth in her yard as the homeless
guy approached.  He stopped at Joanne's garbage bins looking for
cans and stuff.  Rick noticed that the can inside the fence
caught his eye.  He hesitated.  He didn't want to be thought he'd
be breaking in.

"Maybe they just forgot?" he wondered.  At least he would grab
that one can.  So, he pushed the gate open further, and took a
few steps in and grabbed the can.

"Oh!" he heard.  He looked up and saw Joanne.

"Sorry, oh I'm sorry" he said, his voice shaking.  I just saw the
gate open and the can there, and thought maybe you just forgot to
put it outside."  He tried to explain, pointing with his dirty
thumb over his shoulder behind him at towards the alley.

"Oh, are you the one who collects the bottles?" she asked.

"Yes - every Wednesday on garbage day.  You're very good at
putting yours out.  Thank you." he said looking down and not sure
what to do next.

"Hmmm" thought Joanne, they should be out there, I'm pretty sure
my husband did that this morning.

"No" said the man. "I didn't see any there."

"You hang on a minute and I'll go see if we have any."  Joanne
went inside to look, and came out a minute later with a small
bag.

"Not much I'm afraid" she said.

"That's ok, much appreciated" he replied.

"Let me check, they must be out there" she said as she walked
towards the man and the back gate.

She could feel his eyes checking her over.  She bent over looking
around the garbage.

The main tried to quickly take a peek under her skirt, and just
saw a flash of white.  Must have been her panties.

He can't remember the last time he's seen so much breast up
close.  His eyes remained fixed on her chest as she moved around,
catching every bounce and jiggle.  Her bikini top holding them
in, and showing off her cleavage.

"Nice trailer" she says.

"Thanks.  I made it myself."

"I need a bit of yard work done."  She says.  "I can pay you a
bit if you'd do some raking or digging for me.

He can't believe it.  She's inviting him in?  "Sure!" he says
excitedly.

He begins by raking some of the dead growth from last year off
the vegetable garden and flower patch.

He watches as Joanne picks up some of the bunches and takes them
out to the alley.  She's bending over away from him, and he has a
clear view of her white panties when she does that.  He feels
like he's in some kind of dream world.

So does Rick.  He's been snapping a way and making sure his video
machines are trained on the action.

They do some planting where the guy gets to watch Joanne's tits
as she bends over.

She finishes by watering the newly planted seeds with the hose.

When she's done to guy asks if he can borrow the hose, and takes
a drink.  He then starts to wash his hands.

"I must say you do look pretty grubby.  Did you want to rinse
yourself off with the hose?"

"Sure, if that's ok"

Joanne pulls the small toy pool (if she has kids) to the middle
of the yard.

He takes his boots and socks off, and starts to wash his feet.

Joanne goes inside and grabs some soap.

She find the guy stripped to his boxer shorts, rinsing his feet.

He watches her approach.  She hands him the soap.

"Here you go."  She says.  She notices his body is thin and
spotted with dry skin, rough skin, and scabbed sores.

"Hmmm.  I'll be back in a minute" she says as she returns inside.

She grabs her travel case with some skin cream in it.  She also
takes a few of Greg's old painting clothes and an old towel.

Rick can't believe his eyes.  His dick is getting hard as he
watches Joanne apply skin cream to the bum's bare back.

"You may as well take off your shorts and wash the rest of you."
she paused "I wont look"

She smiled.

"Not like its something you've never seen before." he said

He faced away from her and removed his boxers, and began to wash.

After he dried, she took the tube of skin cream out, and noticed
some condoms in the bottom of the case.  Her heart skipped a beat
as she thought about the dirty suggestions it placed in her head.

She took some cream and gave the man the tube.

"You've got all kinds of bumps and things."

"Yeah, I spend alot of time outside.  It definitely wears on your
body."

She applies the cream to his back, and continues downward.  She
skips his butt and continues on the back of his legs.

She looked at the case again next to her, and could cleary see
the word "Trojan" on a white packet.

She wondered the last time this man had any attention from a
woman.

She began to rub cream onto his butt.  She could feel him tighten
up, but he said and did nothing.  It seemed that he tried to hold
as still as possible so as not to discourage her.

"Turn around" she said with a smile in her voice.

He did so, facing her with his naked cock hangning down in front
of her face.

It didn't look that bad.  It definitely had some rough skin and
spots, but is was long and dangling passed his balls.  She
squeezed some more cream into her hand, and began to rub around
his crotch.  His cock stiffened and arched down partly erect.

"I think you like this." she smiled up at him.  She closed in on
his balls and dick.

"When was the last time you were with a woman?" she asked as she
stroked his cock, slippery from the skin cream.

"Hmmm.  Long time ago.

His cock grew hard and thick in her hands as she stroked.  It
stung as the cream touched the sore spots, preventing a rock hard
boner.

She thought that the touch of her hands would cause him to
climax, and was surprised that he seemed to be able to hold an
erection.

"You don't mind if I give you a little attention do you?  A
little thank you for helping me out today."

"Not at all!" he responded eagerly.

She paused a moment and took a condom, and tore the package.

She pulled out the little beige ring of latex, and rolled it onto
the erect dick in front of her.

She looked at him, and holding the base with one hand, approached
his shaft with her face.  Her lips glided over the latex covered
head, and down the shaft filling her mouth.  With her mouth full
there was a good fist of cock left.  Gagging on it produced lots
of saliva covering the latex sheath in her mouth.

"Oh" was all he could say.

She pulled back.  "You're big." she said, strings of saliva
linking his cock to her mouth, and then gobbled his shaft again.
She could feel bumps across her lips and tongue and paused, still
stroking, to look at what it was.  There were several white near
rectangular spots under the condom in places.  She assumed they
were warts, but wasn't sure

He watched as Joanne sucked his cock.  Saliva leaking past her
mouth as she bobbed, sliding down past the end of the condom, to
the base of his cock.  Her hand at the base become more lubed and
slippery, sliding up to meet her full mouth, and then back.

His heart would skip every time she looked at him, and especially
when their eyes met with his cock deep in her mouth.


He reached down and grabbed a tit with one hand.  She didn't seem
to mind, so he ventured a little further.  He slid his hand under
the bikini top, groping the bare breast.  He reached down to the
other tit with his other hand, and worked to pull the breasts out
and over the bikini top.

"I thought you would have shot off by now" she said.  "Man you
have a big cock."

"Here lie down."  She said patting on the chaise-longue, those
long folding chairs that one can lie down on.

He moved over and quickly lay down on the chair.  His firm condom
covered cock resting back against his stomach.

Joanne grabbed the cock and began sucking on it again.  She felt
so dirty.  So nasty.  What woman in the world would do this.  A
real slut who needs a fuck at almost any cost.  She can believe
that there is only a thin latex vale between her and probably all
kinds of disease.  What could be worse?  If she were to fuck him.
 Her pussy became wet instantly at the depraved thought.  "My
God.  I don't think anyone would do that" she thought as she
unbuttoned her jeans skirt.
