A Neighborly Affair Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 1

... breaking your door down."

She was joking with her flirtations, but I certainly didn't mind. Mrs. Collins was attractive and even though she was a friend of my mother, she could still turn heads. More than once, I saw my dad staring greedily at her when she was visiting mom. One time I overheard him say to a friend something about how much fun it would be to get her in the sack.

Red-faced, I unconsciously pulled my shoulders back in response to her compliment. I forced myself to look at her face and not her chest, which begged for my attention.

"I can probably stop by tomorrow if that's ok. I don't think I have anything going on after school. Football practices are done for the year."

"Well, the weather's nice now, so feel free to stop by any day. If my car is in the driveway, I'm home. I live the life of a spinster these days. Having a young man to talk to would be a welcome addition to my boring life. Anytime, even evenings if that works better for you. We can discuss what needs to be done and compensation for you."

"OK, thanks. Sounds good."

"Nice seeing you, Sammie. Say hi to your mom. I need to get over there and see her."

She turned and walked back down the street toward her house, and I followed her with my eyes until she turned her head and saw me staring. She gave me a little wave and a giggle as she turned up her driveway. I could see what my dad saw in her at that moment. Mrs. Collins was a babe, or a MILF as my friends would say.

The next ...

... day I got home from school and took a shower. I had showered that morning, but I wanted to be fresh after a day in stuffy classrooms. I combed my hair, put on a tight t-shirt to accentuate my chest and arms, and even a dab of cologne. I stuck my head in the bedroom where Mom was resting and said I'd be back soon.

"Where're you headed? You look like you're going on a date to see a bodybuilder!"

"I'm looking into a job opportunity. I'll tell you later."

"Well, good luck then. But I think a nice shirt would be more appropriate for a job interview, don't you? That t-shirt is pretty tight."

"Naw, this is for physical work. I need to show off my guns." I smiled and waved goodbye. "See ya soon."

"Good luck, then. Don't be too long. Dinner's at six or shortly after."

I practically ran down the street and in minutes I was in front of the Collins' house. Her red Mustang sat in the driveway. I took a deep breath and walked up to the front door and rang the bell.

After a few seconds, I heard footsteps padding on the tile floors and the door unlock. Mrs. Collins opened it cautiously at first until she saw who it was and then opened it the rest of the way.

"Oh, Sammie. Nice to see you again. Come on in. I'm afraid I'm a bit of a mess...I just got out of the shower and my hair is wet, but you look nice. And you smell good too. I love that cologne."

She was wearing a thin summer knee-length robe, and I tried not to stare but her nipples prominently jutted through the ...