[kenny1]

[Part One]
We have a semi-detached house, with a friendly and funny neighbor. He is in his early sixties and divorced, and like us he spends every free second of summer in the sun. We share the same garden.
My girlfriend’s usual “summer home dress” is one of her Wicked Weasel bikinis plus an old pair of jeans that were quite worn out, but after she cut off the legs of the jeans they turned into really sexy hot pants. If she works in the garden, she usually wears a white tank top, sometimes without the bikini top underneath. If you’ve read my other posts you’ll remember that she has perfect small and perky tits and has a sporty and tanned body.
I sometimes like to tease her by pulling at the strings of the bikini in her neck. If you wait for the right situation, like when she’s carrying something, she can’t help it and the top falls down and her tits are revealed.
One day last summer, she was preparing a salad in the kitchen and cut some carrots. I touched her neck and stomach, kissed her on her shoulders and told her how much I liked her home dress. She continued working, so I started fondling her tits. I could instantly feel the nipples harden, which made me smile. She said “Go away or I will have to cut your carrot, too.” You can imagine that such a word had to be responded to, so I played the offended role and stopped caressing her. Before I went back outside, I pulled the strings in her neck and she couldn’t do anything but swear at me. The top dropped and her hard nipples were out on display. That moment we heard our neighbor through the garden door close to the kitchen: “Anyone care for a beer?”, he shouted. The expression in my girl’s face was great. With the knife in her hand and her hands wet and dirty, she couldn’t manage to put her top on quickly enough. She dropped the knife, wiped her hands on a cloth and turned her head and saw him entering the room. He stopped, looked at her naked back, the smiled at me and said: “Seems I came here just the right moment!” I smiled, my girlfriend laughed out loud. Then she covered her tits with her hands so he couldn’t see anything and turned around. “You wait!”, she said and left the kitchen. I got my beer of him and we drank some, smiling. She quickly put the top back into place in our hall, so we couldn’t see. Then she told us to go outside and joined us. He handed her the beer and we all sat outside. During our conversation I noticed that she knotted the strings of the top only loosely. When she grabbed her beer on the table or moved forward her top fell open and her right nipple was visible. I smiled and enjoyed the view. My neighbor was sitting directly next to her – seems he had a perfect view of her tittes. We sat there for about half an hour and I even grabbed another beer for us so we could enjoy the “scenery” some more. When he left, we went back inside and I told her about the loose top. She looked down on her tits, pulled the strings and smiled: “Seems he got a nice show. Do you want one, too?” With this she opened her top and removed it completely. The rest of the meal was prepared topless. She asked me to set the table outside but I couldn’t leave the room. Those hard nipples were simply too nice…