Crazy Post Covid Weekend: Corinne. Discovering... Listen to the podcast. Crazy Post Covid Weekend: Corinne.Discovering Corrine. ‘Guess I need another shower.’ I thought. My cock was sore and tired not being used to this much activity in the last year or so. I grabbed my cold coffee to take into the bathroom with me. I took a sip. 'Good, but definitely not pussy latte.’ I thought, smiling to myself. After my shower I sprayed myself with sunscreen then slipped on some loose shorts with no lining or underwear to give my tired cock some air. I made a fast smoothie to carry and consume while I watered my plants in the backyard. It was quiet outside. COVID had done that to the world. Made it quiet. I wasn’t complaining. My plants were in need of water it had been so damn hot the last two weeks. They looked stressed. I was dead-heading a few plants listening to the cicadas when Corrine my neighbor called out to me. “Hey Eric. Hot enough for you?” “Oh yeah Corrine, but I love it. Never had to shovel snow when it’s this hot.” “That’s for sure. How’s your weekend starting out?” 'You have no idea’ I thought. “Not bad. Yours?” “Quiet. It’s nice. Sam is away golfing with the guys this weekend. I’m doing nothing except watering the plants, reading some books, laying in the sun and cooling off in the pool.” “Sounds pretty perfect. If you need any help with anything, just holler.” “Thanks. Actually Eric. If you wouldn’t mind?” “Sure Corrine. What can I do for you?” “Would you mind putting sunscreen on my back so I can turn over while I’m reading?” “Sure Corrine. I’ll come over and spray some sunscreen on your back. Give me a minute to finish up here.” “Thanks. No rush.” I finished watering and went in to wash my hands. Corrine and Sam were wonderful neighbors, we helped each other with everything, lending tools, moving heavy objects, house-sitting and food whenever needed. We would have impromptu dinner parties all summer long, not so much in winter. They were both gym rats, especially Corrine. She had the most incredible body. Tight and toned everywhere. Square shoulders. D-cup tits. Small waist. 6-pack abs. Big muscular round glutes. Fabulous legs. Sam was just a hulk, but a really nice hulk. I walked out my gate and in through theirs. I caught my breath. Corrine was sitting facing the sun, reading her e-reader, wearing the smallest bikini I had ever seen her in. The black bottoms barely covered her crotch. Her top had spaghetti straps tied around her neck but the straps to go around her back hang loose. The small patch of material on her tits covered little more than her areola. I tried to collect myself. “Looking as fabulous as ever, Corrine.” “Thanks Eric. You’re too kind. I’m feeling really soft not being able to get to the gym for the last year.” “Trust me. We all wish we were as soft as you are Corrine. I keep threatening to make you my personal trainer. One day I will make good on that threat. Though I doubt I will survive.” I chuckled at myself arriving at their outdoor dining table where I saw a spray bottle and several tubes of sunscreen lotion. I picked up the spray bottle. “Don’t sell yourself short Eric. You look pretty good for someone who isn’t married to a gym.” “I thought your husband’s name was Sam?” “Always the wise guy. Oh. Not the spray. Use the lotion in the blue tube please Eric. I only use the spray on my scalp so my hair doesn’t get all greased up.” “Sure Corrine.” I gulped out. When I turned back, Corrine had switched to laying facedown on the chaise lounge that was laying flat. Her bikini top a very small mound where she had been sitting when I arrived. Her thong was buried between her glutes. The only material I could see was the thin t-bar that snuck out the top of her butt and across her waist and small patch of black that peeked out of the bottom of her butt before disappearing under her crotch. I caught myself. Idiot. She only needs her back done. She would have already done her legs and butt herself. “Lots o