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cancer. Luckily, she fought it and won the fight, and I was one of her biggest supporters. I would text her often, to see how she was feeling, or if she needed anything. She had a couple of surgeries during her fight, and when she did, I wouldn't charge her for anything. She insisted that she wanted to pay me, but I couldn't take her money, with everything that she had going on. I was trying to be the good guy, and do the right thing, and I think she noticed, as we got even friendlier with each other.

The year after she beat cancer, she decided to take a couple vacations. She spent a week on a cruise, two weeks in Italy, and a week down at the shore. While she was on those trips, she often posted photos on social media, and I was certainly enjoying the ones that she posted in her swimsuit. Like I said, she had an amazing set of tits, and a great body, and the swimsuit showed off even more. She often wore two-piece swimsuits, and she looked amazing in them. I made sure to like all the pictures of her whenever she was at the beach or in the pool and she noticed. Whenever she returned from the trips, she would see me, and we would joke around about me liking only the pictures of her and her swimsuit. At the same time, I continued to playfully flirt with her, and occasionally she would do the same.

Things were going great, and we were having fun, joking around with each other, until this past summer, when I had to take a couple days off because I wasn't feeling well. I had woken up with a fever, and tried to go to work, but couldn't. I decided it was best to stay home and try to rest. On that day, Julie called me to see where I was, because I hadn't come to cut her lawn, and I explained to her what was going on. She wasn't happy, because she had been expecting me, and as sexy as she was, she was also very anal about her property. She wanted things done at a certain time, and in a certain way, and when I told her I wouldn't be coming for a few days, she nearly lost her mind. We texted each other back and forth throughout the day, as she tried to convince me to go over, but I wasn't having it. I got aggravated at the fact that she couldn't accept that I wasn't feeling well. Apparently, her grass getting cut, was more important than someone's health. Eventually, I stopped answering her texts and ignored her for the rest of the week.

The following week, I headed back to work and got back into my routine. On Tuesday, I showed up at her house and did my work. She came out with a bottle of water, but I basically gave her the cold shoulder. I wasn't thrilled with the way she had reacted and was going to make sure she knew it. For the next couple of weeks, I did just that. I would give her the cold shoulder whenever I was there, and when she texted me, I would reply with one-word answers, instead of my usual playful self. I know she noticed, but I wasn't in a great mood with her, as I talked to her less. In a way I felt bad, but at the same time, I had gone out of my way for her several times over the years, so she should have behaved better.

About a month after all this happened, I was in her yard finishing up my work, when I noticed her basement doors swing open. She had the type of doors that swung upward and went down under the house.

I looked over towards the doors, to see what was going on, and that's when I heard her voice. She called up from the basement, telling me to come downstairs. I shook my head, wondering what the hell she wanted, but decided to take a look and boy am I glad that I did.

As I walked down the stairs, it took a second for my eyes to transition from the sunny yard to the darker basement. As I did, I walked in, and there stood Julie, near her washer and dryer, in one of her swimsuits. I was shocked by what I saw and just stood frozen in front of her as she smiled at me. I couldn't believe that she was standing in front of me dressed like that and had no idea why she was doing so.

As I admired her, she asked me if that was the suit that I liked and I nodded my head. Her tits looked fucking amazing, and I almost pinched myself to see if I was dreaming.

As I continued to stare at her, she smiled and asked if this helped our situation because she didn't want me to be angry at her anymore. I nodded as she apologized and said that she shouldn't have reacted the way she did and just wanted to make things right and go back to the way that they were. Again, I nodded, and that's when she asked if we could kiss and makeup. At that moment, something came over me, and I decided to take a shot, to see how she would react. I knew it would go one of two ways and hoped that it would go in the positive direction for me.

As she asked if we could kiss and make up, I once again nodded, and began to walk towards her. Without saying anything, I reached out, wrapped my arms around her and picked her up. She wasn't very heavy, and I quickly walked her over to the washing machine. I waited to see if she would react or say anything and when she didn't, I stared into her eyes before reaching up and placing my hands on each of her tits. She still didn't say anything as I began to squeeze them through her swimsuit top. At that point, I knew that I had her right where I wanted and couldn't believe that any of this was happening.

I quickly grabbed her swimsuit top, and pulled it up over her head, and she let me. Her beautiful tits sprang free and I quickly grabbed them, squeezing each of them before lowering my lips to her nipples. As I licked and sucked on each of her nipples, she placed her hands behind my head, and I could hear her moaning softly. It had probably been a very long time since she had been touched like this. I continued to play with her tits, licking, sucking and rubbing them all over my face, before deciding that I wanted to fuck her. I took a quick look around, and there was a table, next to the dryer, so I once again picked her up and carried her over to the table. I placed her down, and as I did, she laid back so that she was lying flat. I then pulled her towards the edge of the table and began to pull off her swimsuit bottoms, leaving her completely naked.

I stood and admired her naked body and couldn't believe how good she looked for a woman of her age.

After admiring her for a bit, I began to undo my shorts, and my excitement began to grow. My hard cock sprang free, and I quickly lined it up with her pussy. She was soaking wet as I rubbed the tip around her opening before penetrating her. As I did, she let out a soft moan and gripped the sides of the table. Slowly, I began to thrust my cock in and out of her wet pussy, as she softly moaned. I took my time at first, enjoying the feel of her pussy, while admiring her big tits that were jiggling around. I couldn't believe that I was in Julie's basement, fucking her on her laundry table. This had to be some kind of dream.

Little by little, I began to increase my pace, and she moaned louder and louder, telling me to fuck her. I did just that and began to fuck her as hard as I could and within a short time, I felt my balls beginning to churn. I continued to thrust, and without warning, exploded deep inside of her pussy, filling it with my hot seed. I continued to fuck her as wave after wave of my hot cum shot deep into her.

As I did that, her tits continued to bounce around and something about it turned me on even more. I felt my cock get even harder and decided to just keep fucking her. It was the first time I had ever been able to keep fucking after blowing a load.

She continued to moan, as I thrust in and out of her with everything that I had. It took quite a while, but eventually, I came once again, filling her pussy with even more of my hot seed.

I thrust in and out of her, until I had shot off the last of my load, and then pulled out of her. As I did, I could see my cum starting to seep out of her as the two of us sat and tried to catch our breaths.

We eventually regrouped, and began to redress, and once we were done, she kissed me and told me that I had made her feel amazing. At the same time, I thanked her for an amazing experience.

We finished cleaning up, before I eventually headed back out to the yard to finish up with my work, while still ask myself if I was dreaming.

I realized it wasn't a dream, because since then she has modeled many more swimsuits for me...

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