I leaned against the windowsill in my house, lazily watching my neighbor Ramesh as he toiled away in his yard. He was a decent enough guy, I guess, but he was no Adonis. I couldn't help but make a playful jab at him as I watched him.
"Hey Ramesh, when are you going to start working on that six-pack?" I called out, a smirk playing on my lips.
Ramesh just rolled his eyes at me and kept working. I couldn't blame him, really. I was hardly one to talk, with my own less-than-perfect physique. But it was all in good fun.
Just then, Ramesh's wife, my mom, came outside with a glass of water for him. I couldn't resist making a vulgar comment as I watched them.
"Jeez, maybe you two should just fuck right there in the yard," I said, a grin spreading across my face.
My mom playfully slapped me on the arm and told me to go inside. I laughed and made a joke about how she was only jealous because she wasn't getting any action. But as I went inside and peeked out the window, I couldn't help but notice the way my mom and Ramesh were looking at each other.
They were standing close, their bodies almost touching. My mom's hand was resting on Ramesh's chest, and he had his arm around her waist. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Were they actually going to do it right there in the yard?
My mind raced with dirty thoughts as I watched my mom and Ramesh start to get handsy with each other. I made lewd comment after lewd comment as I watched them, my arousal growing with each passing moment.
Before I knew it, my mom had pushed Ramesh down onto the grass and was straddling him. I made a crass comment about how she was riding him like a cowgirl, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched them.
Ramesh started to take off my mom's shirt, revealing her bra. I made a crude comment about how she had a nice pair of tits, my eyes glued to the action unfolding before me. My mom took off Ramesh's shirt, revealing his hairy chest. I made a playful insult about how he looked like a gorilla, but even that couldn't dampen my arousal.
My mom started to kiss Ramesh's chest, and I made a dirty comment about how she was going to town on him. I was practically salivating as I watched them, my hand creeping down to my own pants.
Ramesh started to take off my mom's pants, and I made a lewd comment about how she was about to get fucked. My mom took off Ramesh's pants, revealing his hard cock. I made a crude comment about how it was big, my arousal at its peak.
My mom started to ride Ramesh, and I made a dirty comment about how she was bouncing up and down on him. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but I couldn't look away.
Ramesh started to thrust into my mom, and I made a lewd comment about how he was pounding her. My mom started to moan, and I made a dirty comment about how she was enjoying it.
Finally, Ramesh and my mom both started to cum, and I made a crude comment about how they were both finishing. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed, but I couldn't deny the arousal that had coursed through my body as I watched them.
I quickly retreated from the window, my face flushed with embarrassment and arousal. But even as I tried to push the thoughts from my mind, I couldn't help but wonder what other illicit activities my mom and Ramesh might get up to in the future.
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