This is the first story I have submitted, I would welcome any feedback.
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My name is Mark, I'm 55 and a widower. I am fortunate to live in a small country town where everyone pretty much knows everyone and people still look out for each other. There are just over a thousand people living in town and the surrounding farming districts. I spend my days tending to my plants, taking care of the chooks, chopping wood for the winter months and spending some time online either indulging my collecting habit, taking care of business, or seeking out entertainment of a more adult nature.
Just recently the gossip at the market was that there is a single mum from the big smoke moving in to the vacant house next door to me. Apparently her partner had died before their baby was born.
I was out in my garden one morning a couple of weeks later and over the fence I could see a young woman appear from the house, wander up the driveway to collect her mail from the mailbox. It took me by surprise as I hadn't realized anyone had moved in already. There were no moving trucks, no vans and I thought to myself she really can't have all that much stuff.
As she walked back to the house I said "hello" in a smiling neighborly way. She said "hello" back with just the hint of a smile as she wrapped her oversize cardigan around herself and made her way back into her house. Her appearance struck me as frumpy, she seemed to lack self-confidence and although she was obviously carrying a fair few extra pounds she was quite pretty and clean and tidy. Her outstanding feature though in my all too brief glimpse of her was a beautiful mane of dark, chocolate brown wavy hair.
A week or so had gone by and I was once again in my garden collecting the fruits of my toils, well, not fruits, vegetables actually but you get the point. I had collected way more than I needed so I thought I would do the right thing and share the excess with my new neighbour. I put them all in a basket and made my way to her door. I knocked and there was a reply from inside "who is it?"
I said "Mark, your next door neighbour, I brought you a couple of things from my garden."
Her reply was pretty typical of the relaxed attitudes in the country, "come in and put them in the kitchen will you please, I'm just busy with the baby."
I opened the front door and was greeted by a burst of warm air and the smell of talcum powder. As I made my way through the house it appeared to be a maze of doors, I opened what I thought was the kitchen door only to be greeted by the sight of this young woman sitting in an armchair with a child in her arms and a very naked breast exposed. I looked for a split second too long and all I could muster in the way of words was "oh god." I quickly closed the door and eventually found the kitchen. Putting the basket on the counter I deliberated for what seemed like an eternity whether I should save us both further embarrassment and just get out of the house quickly or stay and apologize for the intrusion, however the decision was made for me when I was joined in the kitchen by my neighbour. I stammered with more than just a hint of nervousness.
"Hi, I'm Mark, I'm sorry" and was interrupted by a gruff reply.
"Yeah I know, you're sorry you had to see such ugly tits."
Her reply completely threw me.
"Umm, let's start over shall we, I'm Mark your neighbour, it is a pleasure to meet you and seeing as you mentioned it, you do not have ugly tits."
I thought I would try to lighten the mood with a joke.
"To be fair though I can't comment on both your tits as I only saw one." I smiled and in reply I got
"Well, I'm Ellie and here, you can comment and be grossed out by both now," and with that she opened her top and exposed both breasts. I was greeted by a sight that instantly made my cock twitch. Here was this 19 year old young mother standing in front of me showing me a pair of incredible EE cup breasts, swollen with nourishing mother's milk and adorned with two thick hard pink nipples sitting in the middle of puffy pink areolae that were at least 2" in diameter.
I took a step towards her and closed her top. I looked at her and I could see the hint of a tear in the corner of her eye. My arousal turned to sadness in an instant.
"I have no idea why you think your breasts are ugly, they are incredible, they honestly are. Who was the fool that convinced you otherwise?"
"Brett." That was her one word reply to my question.
"Was Brett your partner?"
She looked cold and indifferent as she spoke about him.
"Yeah, he was my boyfriend but he is dead now."
"I heard, I'm sorry for your loss."
Her reply was unexpected, "You don't need to be, he was a dick."
It felt like I was intruding now so I announced that I was going to go, Ellie shot me an instant reply.
