We had only been together a few years and we were renting a semi-detached house, we were very lucky as the house was owned by a friend of the family, who let it us have it a very good rent. It came with a large secluded garden which included a big summer house at the bottom of the garden, equipped with day bed and a little kitchen. This part of the garden was very secluded so we used like our own private little naturist spot. Jane my wife had grown up as a naturist, so it was very second nature, i was was always a little more nervous about going fully naked, but she persuaded me in the end.
We had both assumed it was totally private and it wasn't until i had gone in the house one summers afternoon to get my book that i noticed our next door neighbour behaving suspiciously down the bottom of his garden, i grabbed my binoculars and focused on what he was up to, it was a bit of a shock to see he had his shorts open and was stroking his cock. Mr Turner our neighbour was in his seventies a big man with a large belly, and always looked scruffy and well a bit dirty. He wife died years ago and obviously did not look after himself very well. What i did notice much to my shame was how big his cock was, certainly compared to my five inches, his must have been nearly twice that and was very fat in girth.
I hurried down to the summer house to warn Jane and then i was going to go around there and give him a piece of my mind. I whispered to my wife what was happening and to my surprise she was unconcerned, so what, let him look he must be very lonely was her reply. I still felt uncomfortable, but also very slightly turned on to think an old man was turned on by my beautiful young wife.
A little latter i heard his back door slam shut, he had either got bored or dare i imagine he had finished himself off looking at Jane. I immediately got up to check the rough hedgerow that separated ours garden from his. On inspection there were several places he could stand and look through without us spotting him, I told Jane i would get some privacy netting to stop him peeping. I was told in no uncertain terms not to be so mean and selfish, and she found it very flattering and that i should share the love, after all Mr Turner was only looking.
She then winked at me and slowly parted her legs, lets say the sex was fast and furious, i had not seen her this turned on since we first courted, she asked me i had seen his cock and if i did to describe it to her, before i had finished telling her she had a full body orgasm, only the second time i had witnessed it.
Later than evening Jane suggested we should introduce ourselves to Mr Turner, perhaps she was right he must be lonely, we should be more neighbourly and offer to help him should he need it. So next day on a sunny Sunday morning we tentatively knocked on his door, to properly introduce ourselves. He opened the door wearing the same clothes from yesterday, dirty old shorts and white(ish) string vest. Thinking he would be a bit worried and sheepish, in actual fact he was the exact opposite, very confident and not very subtle the way he took in my wife, sizing her body now it was dressed. How lovely to finally meet you, do come, would you like tea, we declined and told him, if he needed help in the future just give us a call, Jane handed him a post-it note with hers and my number on it.
Wednesday the following week i got a call at work from Jane telling me Mr Turner had called and asked if she could come around he had a fall and needed help getting up the stairs, what did i think about her going around alone. I was not happy about it but what could i do, he may really need help and not just an excuse to ogle her young body.
She ran around the back of his house and let herself in, sure enough he was at the bottom of the stairs sat nursing his ankle, he was in his dressing gown looking sorry for himself, she helped him up, his arm over her shoulder she was now very aware of only being in shorts and t shirt, she hadn't thought to get dressed, as she was only doing housework. Step by step they climbed the stairs his head drooped inches away from her braless breasts, finally reaching the top he led her to his bedroom. Could you help me into my bed please, he stood and removed his dressing gown, Jane gasped he was naked his large old hairy cock dangling down its large bulbous helmet covered by a loose foreskin. Oh god so sorry i had forgot i not put on my pjs silly old me, have i shocked you, i thought you liked people being naked. Jane regaining her composure replied, no problem Mr Turner, I have seen a few cocks before, but perhaps not as big as that before.
Oh Janey im sorry to hear that, I'm guessing Paul is a little lacking in the trouser department, you poor thing..... Jane replied no he is just fine, he is very big in that way she lied, but Mr Turner knew she was lying and he smile for the first time since his wife had died....
