Hey there, my name is Paul. I'm here to tell you about the best time of my life. I was 18 and had just moved back to my hometown of Lake George, New York. I'm not necessarily proud of coming home, I dropped out of NYU before Christmas of my first year. So, I had been home with my parents for about three months when a new family moved in just down the street.
"It looks like a younger family" my mom told me. Of course she had talked to them, she loves talking to people. They have a 18 year old son, Tom, who is a kind of developmentally disabled and a 16 year old daughter, Claire. Their parents are in their early thirties, they've been together since high school and were married just before Tom was born.
The Coopers had moved here, Lake George, New York just a few weeks ago. Before this, they lived in Pittsburg Tom's whole life. His parents were both born and raised there as well, but the decision had been made to move to a tiny town in upstate New York. His dad, Charles, had had an opportunity at a real estate firm here and his mom, Ashley, had always wanted to raise her family in a small town.
"You need to go over there and introduce yourself, I told them all about you" my mom told me.
"Ah come on mom, I don't want to do that..."
But I didn't have a choice. So I took the plate of cookies she gave me and headed over. I knocked on the door of number 157 and the single most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life answered the door. Ashley had just turned 30, she had beautiful golden locks that fell down past her shoulders and squared her fairly thin face nicely. She prided herself on staying active and healthy, she wasn't a gym rat but she was purposely active everyday and made her family healthy balanced meals. She was very proud of how she was able to keep fit, while maintaining the DDD boobs she had got in high school. Her boobs made her feel confident, and she knew Charles loved them. She was also really proud of her ass, her walking routine kept it nice and firm while maintaining the size that made men turn their heads in public. She was always pleased when strangers expressed their surprise that her body had also produced two kids.
"Who is it honey?" another voice called from behind her. The dad Charles came to the door. Charles on the other hadn't went to the gym almost daily, he had slowed down a lot since they had kids, but continued to go at least twice a week. This, combined with Ashley's meal plan kept his muscles strong and the weight off his belly. She loved his little butt and hey, the cock wasn't half bad either. People always said that the sex slows down when you get married and dies up completely with kids, but Ashley and Charles still could barely keep their hands together after 10 years of marriage and two kids.
"Hi! My name's Paul" I introduced myself. "You met my mom Corrine yesterday."
"Of of course!" Ashley replied. "What a sweet lady and how sweet of you to bring something over."
Ashley reached out to take the plate and that is when I first took note of what Ashley was wearing. She was wearing a very thin pink Kimono which opened somewhat as she leaned forward so I could see what she was wearing underneath. Ashley had on a very tight, too small blank tank top that formed around her breasts to perfectly show them off. Looking down, she had on a very small pair of pyjama shorts on that were riding up her hips so I was sure you could see most of her ass from behind. With a small smile I handed her the cookies. "Lovely to meet you!" I said.
"Would you like to meet our son Paul?" she asked. "He's about your age!"
I wasn't super interested in getting to know some 14 year old kid but I said sure, I was supposed to be nice. Immediately Tom seemed like a super dork. We made our way to his backyard, There was a huge garden in the back with a bunch of small trees and bushes. They must have been planted by the last owners of this house. We talked for a few hours, it became super obvious that Tom was a super sheltered kid. In my opinion he basically knew nothing. He told me that his parents had told him it was very important that he expand his horizons in this new town, that was probably why they shovelled him onto an 18 year old kid they didn't know. I'm a little ashamed to say that I took advantage of Tom a little bit to learn about his parents. I'll readily say that I was attracted to Tom's mom, she was sexy as fuck. So all I wanted was details.
I learned that Tom's mom wore those same pyjamas I saw all the time, apparently they were her favourite. Tom didn't know why she always wore those shorts. They were too small for her, her butt always hung out the sides. His sister, Clair, was doing her best to get her to stop wearing them, every time her mom walked by her wearing them she would whine "Mooooom, I can see your butt."
Personally, Tom thought she kept wearing them because his dad liked them so much. Whenever she turned away to walk away form him when she wore them a big old grin broke out on his face. Every morning when she wore them he pinched her butt when she passed him as he was sitting at the breakfast table, causing her to giggle. Also, Tom's mom Ashley's favourite thing to do was to embarrass her kids by commenting on her husband's 'firm little butt' while he walked around. He told me about his mom's favourite date shirt, It was a flower blouse with a deep plunging neckline that perfectly showed off her boobs, which inexplicably were still as perky as when she was 18, even after two kids. Tom had overheard his father once call it her 'slutty shirt' in a private conversation. My dick was getting hard by this point so I had to stop the conversation before I lost my mind.
Instead, Tom wanted to check out all the bushes in his new backyard. When they climbed back there, they found a big fence, entirely hidden by the bushes. The fence must've signalled the end of Tom's property. Looking around I saw a little entrance in the fencing. It was an old fence, and one of the planks was askew, allowing us access to the neighbours backyard. It felt like an actual forest. Dozens of fully grown trees were scattered around the back of his neighbours yard, it was awe inspiring. We looked up and saw so many leaves we couldn't believe it. Then we saw something that would make any boy lose his mind. There was a tree fort wedged in one of the trees!
I looked at the decrepit old house that this new backyard belonged to. It was Mr. Francis. He was an 80 year old crotchety old man whose wife had died 20 years ago and his children had left home way before then. I realized the tree fort must have been built by Mr Francis for his son decades ago. Tom was a little scared so I had to be the one to climb up. I could see a door on the bottom of the fort but, as far as I could see, there was no way to get up. With perhaps unfounded confidence, I jumped, grabbed the bottom branch, and began scaling the tree. There was a moment of concern when I got up to the fort and couldn't get the door to budge. But with one huge heave it scratched open.
It was a very simple fort. It was just a wooden box basically. One rusting chair and two windows. One window pointed towards Tom's house. He were up so high up I could see Tom's place clearly, the fort was above the line of even the houses roof. There was one larger window looking out towards the backyard but I had no idea which room the window belonged to. I could also see clearly the house beside theirs on either side. I looked out the other window, this view wasn't nearly as obstructed by other trees. I could see almost every house on the street it looks like. Then, I explored more of the fort and suddenly, I took a step and it sounded hollow? So, I knelt down and noticed a floorboard that was kind of loose. Pulling it aside it looked like a hidden stash to keep things in. There was nothing in there now, but I had already decided that this fort was going to be my personal clubhouse. Quickly, I climbed back down to Tom waiting below.
"There's nothing to it" I said. "It's all old and falling apart, definitely not safe to hang out in."
Looking dejected, Tom agreed. We both agreed to meet up again soon and went our separate ways. Tom headed back towards his house, I waited for him to be out of eyeshot and sprinted back to my place.
