Neighbor Fantasy
He let out a low groan as her thumb grazed over his fraenulum and her fingers wrapped around his shaft, squeezing slightly.
“I find you very attractive, Michael,” she told him, her voice calm and low. “I know I'm a little older than you, but I hope you find me attractive?” Michael nodded dumbly as her hand began to slide up and down his shaft. “Good. When I was alive, my lovers were restricted by affairs of state. My advisers could not risk a pregnancy by anyone but a suitable mate. So I would come here to satisfy myself with anyone I wished.” Her free hand reached up and pulled her headpiece out of her hair. “Now, of course, here is all I have, but I have much the same… appetite.”