Knock Knock

My neighbor Kimmy was not my type at all; shy, reticent, soft spoken. She was much more of the "granola" natural type...who wore sandals, no makeup, and was very low key, no one that I would generally date. I would often spend time in my garage with the door open. I liked fixing bicycles, lawnmowers, all things mechanical. I would tinker out there for hours on end. Shortly after she moved in, Kimmy decided to come over to watch me. She sat on a stool at one end of my workbench, while I worked. We would chat about this or that, but even though I was eternally horny, for whatever reason, I was not attracted to Kimmy. One chilly afternoon, I was wrenching away, and was a bit grouchy. Kimmy hung around my garage so much, it was beginning to annoy me. She lived alone and was lonely, I guess, but I wanted to be alone, and was a bit snippy with her. I was a little more forceful than usual, and asked her to go home. She left. Next day, I didn't want to work in my garage much, but felt guilty for being snippy to Kimmy...who was always calm. Hoping I could apologize, I opened my garage door as usual, and waited for Kimmy. As expected, she arrived. I told her that I didn't want to work in the garage today, and invited her into the house. We went upstairs to the tv room. As we were walking up the steps, I suddenly felt great affection for Kimmy...and for the first time viewed her as attractive. As we arrived on the couch, she seemed just as easygoing and calm as ever...as if she had been inside my house many times--even though she had not. I told Kimmy I had a surprise for her. I asked her to stand up, and to close her eyes. She dutifully did exactly as I asked. With very little planning or thought, I approached her, embraced her, and kissed her on the lips. Almost immediately, our mouths were open, and we were kissing passionately. My heart was pounding, but Kimmy seemed calm as ever. She smiled weakly, then we kissed again. We stood there for awhile embracing and kissing. Fearful that I was taking advantage, I sent her home. The next day, I never opened the garage door. And for the first time, Kimmy knocked on the front door. We went to my bedroom this time. Clumsily, I offered to give Kimmy a back rub. She laid down on my bed, and I took a long time massaging her back. I didn't want to be overly aggressive, so I only bent down to kiss her cheek once. It was late, she went home again. Next day, I waited for her to knock on the front door. I kept waiting...no knock. Overcome by sexual tension, I masturbated repeatedly that afternoon. I think I orgasmed three times. The next day, the same. No knock....but furious masturbation. The following week, I called her house. I asked her if she would like to come over for a back rub. In moments, there was a knock at the door. We said very little, but she went up my stairs, and went right to my bed. I rubbed her back for a few moments, then I laid down next her. She rolled onto her side, and we were face to face. I leaned in, and we began kissing. It felt so intimate with her. We were so close....the body heat...her smell....it was fabulous! My body flooded with energy...I was tingling all over.....She wasn't keen to get too sexually involved and stopped all action pretty quickly. She was indeed extremely shy and still a bit heartbroken over a recent breakup. For several afternoons, I laid on that same bed and ejaculated what must have been gallons of semen. I would lay on the bed while holding a porn magazine with my left hand while jerking with my right hand. I called Kimmy again late that week and offered a back rub. Knock Knock. This time, I didn't rub her back...I simply got on the bed with her. We started kissing again. This time however, Kimmy had apparently changed her mind. She ran her hand all over my obvious rock hard cock under my jeans. Kimmy pressed firmly...wanting to feel my cock through my jeans. I loved it. I wanted to touch those perfect tits so started there. They were lovely as expected. I could not stop gently squeezing them and playing with and kissing her nipples.. I decided to send my hand down into her jeans...first over her underwear. Then into her panties to feel her pubic hair and then her sopping panties and pussy. I started to finger her and massage her clit until she came hard but silently. I think she had suddenly changed her mind about fucking around with her neighbor and immediately let go of my cock without finishing. She got up and left without a word. I would never understand that woman, but I came in about 2 seconds stroking my man meat by myself. I would like to contact her...and learn about what she was actually feeling during that time in the early 1980's.