Helping Has Its Rewards

A few Sundays ago, everyone's world on our block got turned upside down. It was a warm and beautiful Sunday morning and I had just gotten back from running a few errands. I had put everything away and was helping my wife tidy up the house when a buddy of mine sent me a text message sent telling me that he was outside watering his lawn and heard a bunch of fire engines headed in the direction of my area. I hadn't heard anything because I had the TV on but for some reason, decided to go outside and look around to see if I saw any smoke or fire trucks in the area. As I walked down my driveway, I was shocked to see two firetrucks about halfway down the block, with firefighters running around pulling hoses. I then looked a bit further and saw smoke coming from just around the corner. I quickly began walking down the block to see what was going on and was shocked as I got closer to the corner and could see two houses on fire. They were side-by-side and were burning really badly. In front of them was several other firetrucks with firefighters setting up. It was a chaotic scene that had just began to unfold. I quickly ran back to the house to tell my wife what was going on, and as I did, I noticed my neighbor across the street, running out of his house. He was a firefighter who happened to be off duty that day, but quickly sprang into action to help his colleagues. As he ran down the street, his wife Patty came running out the door as well. I greeted her and she was a nervous wreck as she looked down the block and could see all the smoke. Not only was her husband a firefighter, but her oldest son was one as well and he was working that day. After exchanging a few words with her, she quickly took off down to the corner to see if she could spot her son, as I headed back into my house.

I returned a few minutes later and the houses were burning even worse than before as firefighters finally starting to get some water on the fire. It was a horrible scene and one that I didn't think I would ever see. As I stood and watched, I noticed Patty going back to her house. I then noticed that she jumped into her Jeep and drove off. I continued to stand around with the crowd of people that had gathered to watch what was going on.

About 20 min. later, as I walked back towards my house to grab a drink, I noticed Patty pulling back up into her driveway. She quickly jumped out of her Jeep and waved me over. I made my way to her driveway and asked what was up and she told me that she needed help. With that, she opened the doors of the Jeep and I saw that she had gone to the local grocery store and picked up 20 cases of water and Gatorade. She asked if I could help carry it down to the corner so that we could give them to the firefighters. Being a wife of a firefighter, she knew what they needed during these situations. I quickly said it wasn't a problem and grabbed a couple cases of water and began to walk towards the corner with them. When I arrived, there were a few cops and firefighters there and they were very grateful for the water. I put them down and returned to Patty's driveway to grab some more. I ended up doing this for the next half an hour or so until we had set up all the cases of water and Gatorade, along with some ice and snacks. The firefighters were going to be there for a long time and we were trying to set them up with some refreshments because as the day wore on, temperatures climbed into the 90s and it had to be brutal for them.

For the rest of the day, I kind of ventured back and forth from my house, down to the fire scene and would often stand and chat with Patty, while trying to keep her calm. I couldn't imagine what it felt like to be in her shoes, knowing her husband and son were both working in the Inferno.

After several hours, the firefighters finally got the fire under control, but it wasn't until after both houses had burned down, and two others had suffered some damage. They worked their asses off and did the best they could, before finally putting the flames out completely by the end of the night. As I headed back to my house that night I ran into Patty once again and she thanked me for all the help I had given her that day. I told her it was no big deal and that it was the least that I could do. We chatted for a bit, before heading off separate ways.

A few days later, as I finished watering my lawn, I looked over and saw Patty sitting on her stairs, enjoying a glass of wine. I smiled and waved to her, and she waved me over. I walked over to her front steps, and after greeting each other, she asked how I was doing. I said I was good and asked how her husband and kid made out working the fire. She said it was tough on them, because the houses were so close to ours and we knew the people who lived there, but at the same time it was their job.

They were both working that day, and she was home alone, enjoying her wine. As she sipped her wine, she asked if I wanted some, and I said sure. I wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to drink and hang with Patty.

You see, Patty was the lady of the block that all the guys fantasized about. She was in her mid-50s, weighed about 120 pounds, with long blonde hair, and an amazing set of tits. I had wanted to fuck her since the first day I met her, as did most of the guys on the block.

About five years ago, she had thrown her husband out, because they couldn't get along and while she was alone, she had the time of her life. I had heard from a couple of reputable sources that she had enjoyed herself quite well during the time that her and her husband were separated. In the end, she ended up taking him back when the kids moved out and she had the empty nest syndrome. But I could tell that their relationship wasn't the same.

So, as she got up from the steps and headed into the house, I followed her. We ended up in the living room where I sat on the couch, while she went to the kitchen to get the bottle of wine and another glass. As she walked into the living room, I had a tough time keeping my eyes off her. She was wearing a summer dress, that stopped just above her knees and showed a decent amount of cleavage. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes off those amazing tits. I think she noticed me looking but didn't say anything.

As she sat on the couch, I noticed the bottle was three quarters empty and I chuckled. I had heard that she enjoyed her wine, and it was showing. She sat on the couch and began chatting, and I could tell that she was in a great mood. She poured me what was left of the wine, and we sat back and enjoyed.

As we chatted, I noticed her finish her glass quickly, before getting up to grab another bottle. I shook my head and continued enjoying my glass. She returned and we picked up where we left off with our conversation.

While talking about the situation that had occurred around the corner, she once again began to thank me for all the help that I had given her. Again, and I told her it was no big deal, but she insisted that it was, and began telling me how great of a guy I was. I smiled as she went on and on, complimenting me and whatnot. I knew it was probably the wine that had her going, but I didn't mind. I found myself complimenting her back and the two of us even began flirting a bit with each other.

She continued to chat and one point, she asked what I thought of her, and I wasn't sure what to say. I took the simple route and said that she was a wonderful neighbor, whom I found to be very friendly. She smiled but pressed on, asking me what I thought of her looks, because she felt she was getting old. I nodded and told her that she looked great and took great care of herself. She asked me if I was being truthful, and I said I was. I told her she was beautiful and sexy, and that there wasn't a single guy who didn't find her attractive. She smiled at me and thanked me for the compliments.

As she did, she stood up in front of me and asked me what her best assets were. She caught me off guard with her question, and I was kind of stuck between a rock and a hard place. Obviously, I wanted to tell her that she had amazing tits but at the same time, I wasn't sure how she would react to that.

I sat silent for a moment while she stood in front of me smiling and pressing for an answer. Finally, I told her that she had a wonderful and amazing set of breasts. She didn't say anything, which I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not.

After a few seconds, she stepped forward towards where I was sitting on the couch, and without saying anything, began sliding the straps of her dress down her arms. I was completely shocked with what she was doing and wasn't sure how to react. After sliding them down her arms and off, she pulled the top of her dress down, revealing her amazing tits to my very eager and excited eyes. I honestly thought that I was dreaming as she was doing so. They were a perfect size, like 2 cantaloupes and a nice milky color.

She stood in front of me, topless and after a moment, asked me what I thought of them. I said they were beautiful and amazing and without hesitation, she began climbing onto the couch, straddling me. I quickly asked her if she was sure about this, and she told me to relax. She mentioned that I deserved a reward for being so helpful the other day. With that, she climbed on top of me, and grabbed my hands while putting them on both her tits.

I began to squeeze them, before lowering my face to her nipples where I licked and sucked on each of them, while rubbing her tits all over my face. It was such an amazing feeling and one that I had fantasized about for a very long time. As I was doing that, she reached underneath her dress and began to rub my cock through my shorts. I thought I was going to explode as she rubbed it.

She did this for a bit, before getting up off me and beginning to pull on my shorts. I helped her slide them off, along with my boxers, as my hard cock sprang free. She wasted no time grabbing it and gave it a couple of strokes, before getting on her knees in front of me and lowering her mouth to my cock. As she took it into her mouth, she began to bob up and down on it as I leaned back and enjoyed the feeling. I couldn't believe I was getting a blow job from Patty, whom I had fantasized about for years.

As she sucked on my cock, I reached down to play with her tits. She quickly took my cock out of her mouth and positioned herself so that my cock was now between those two luscious breasts. She squeezed them tight and began to titty fuck me and I couldn't believe my luck.

We went at it like this for a bit before I felt myself tensing up and warned her that I was going to cum. She quickly took my cock back into her mouth and began blowing me again as I guided her head until finally exploding into her mouth. She continued to suck and stroke my cock until I had shot off the last of my seed. She then licked my cock clean, and I figured we were done. Instead, she continued to stroke it, as well as kissing, licking and sucking on it until it came back to life, and I was hard again.

Once I was hard, she stood up in front of me and began to straddle me once again. This time, she lifted the bottom of her dress, revealing she wasn't wearing any panties, as she lowered herself onto my cock. I held it straight up and easily penetrated her wet pussy. She felt so good as I buried my cock inside of her.

We sat for a few moments, just enjoying the feel of my cock being inside of her, before she began to raise and lower herself, riding my cock at a steady pace. She began to moan as her tits flopped around in my face while I guided her up and down on my cock. Her pussy felt amazing, and I was enjoying every moment of this.

She rode me for several minutes, before I felt my balls beginning to churn. I warned her once again that I was going to cum, and she picked up her pace, riding even harder and faster. After a minute or so of this, I exploded once again, flooding the inside of her pussy with my hot seed. She continued bouncing up and down on my cock, while milking it of every last drop.

Once I was done, she climbed of me and collapsed onto the couch buy my side while the two of us tried to catch our breaths. We laid for a bit, and I couldn't believe that I had just fucked Patty. A part of me still thought I was dreaming.

As we laid around on the couch, the sight of her laying there partially naked was too much for me to handle and my cock began to come to life once again. This time, I climbed on top of her, positioning myself between her legs, and burying my cock deep into her cum soaked pussy as she gripped the couch. I began to thrust, and after a few moments of slow thrusting, I picked up my pace and began hammering her pussy, as she moaned into my year for me to fuck her as hard as I could. It was such an erotic feeling and one that I loved. There's nothing better than having a sexy woman moaning into your ear, telling you that she wants to be fucked hard. I fucked her as hard as I could until blowing another load inside of her pussy.

At that point we were both spent and exhausted. We decided to clean ourselves up, before I got ready to make my way home. She thanked me for a fun afternoon, and I told her that it was my pleasure and that I had enjoyed myself immensely. With that, she smiled and said that she would have me over for some more wine real soon...