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James, the boy next door

It was the start of the summer and no one was going to deny me a break before going off to college in the fall. My girlfriend, Coleen, told me that she would be working at some summer camp for our church, so what little possibility there was in losing my virginity was now dried up. It's not like she was prudish, she could joke with any sailor, as they say, she just was "saving herself" for marriage. Coleen was hot, she knew it, and she could make you suffer, too. Our last night together she actually let me feel her up, but no clothes came off. I guess it didn't really matter, at least she was an excellent kisser. I bet the guy who finally gets to put his cock between her ruby red lips will never find the need to roam. Oh well, Coleen's gone now. I will still be masturbating while thinking of her. Moping around the house for a day or two, I decided that come Monday morning my life was going to be different. I was going to get in better shape. Going over to the school, it wouldn't cost anything to use the gym. So what little money from my job might get used on some dates, if I get up the nerve to ask someone out. I was shooting for a Monday, Wednesday, Friday thing at the gym, and so far these two weeks I stuck with it. It was Tuesday into my third week, and the only thing I had to do today were some chores my mom wanted done. I never had issues with helping my mom, she raised the three of us, my two sisters and I, by herself since my idiot dad walked out of our lives and ...

... took up with someone 20 years younger. Of course that wife ended up leaving him for someone younger, and my dad ended up dying from some sort of cancer, at least that is what his family told us. Mom said once that she thought he committed suicide, but never had any real proof. He was never a big part of our lives even when he was still living with us. It was only 10am, and I was still lingering in bed. I was daydreaming, looking out my window. My window just happens to be the only place from our house that you can see directly into our neighbors, the Lindenmeyer's, house. This time when I looked over, my head still on my pillow, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, because what I thought I saw was Jenifer's mother giving a blowjob to some guy who was definitely not her husband. The guy looked like he was my age. Still not buying what I saw, I rolled over to grab my binoculars from my drawer, and yes, Mrs. Lindenmeyer did appear to have someone's cock in her mouth, and that someone looked like Ben Johnson, one of the guys I went to school with and who I thought was dating her daughter, Jenifer. He was standing in their kitchen, leaning back against the counter, with Mrs. Lindenmeyer on her knees, her head bobbing up and down, I couldn't actually see his cock in her mouth, as her head was directly in front of him. His hands resting on the back of her head. I stand there watching, not able to look away. She now had him out of her mouth, her head turned to the side, and she ...