Thank you for the wonderful response to my story "Being A Good Neighbor". Your generous voting and words of support were very much appreciated, and your requests for a sequel to the story led me to continue the tale.
That story was written to be read as a stand alone, and I hope that this one is as well, although it might be helpful to read "Being A Good Neighbor" if you haven't already, as it details the way that I got involved with a neighborhood woman that I had always had a crush on.
Upstate New York in the Summer of 1970.
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1. The doorbell rings.
I had just gotten out of the shower on a hot July evening and was in the process of thinking about what I was going to do that evening when I heard the doorbell ring. My folks had just gone shopping when I was getting into the shower, leaving me alone in the house, so I was stuck answering the doorbell.
I hustled down the stairs in my bathrobe and peeked out to see who was there. At first I thought I was the victim of a prank, as I couldn't see anyone out there, but just before I turned away I caught a glimpse of someone at the side of the doorway, making an attempt to hide. Not from this side of the door, but from the view of her house.
Dawn Bauer. The woman that I had spent the first couple of days with upon my return home from college. A couple of days that had made all of my teenaged fantasies become reality, as we had virtually non-stop sex until her daughter came home from college herself. Her daughter, my ex-girlfriend, and there's a story there in itself.
Dawn stood out there nervously looking around, so cute it was almost painful to look at her. Her pixie face with her glistening blonde hair cut short, and that dynamite body hidden under her modest blue blouse and shorts. How sexy can a woman in her mid-40's be to an 18 year old kid? The answer is very sexy.
My hand slid inside my robe and grabbed my erection, much like I had been doing before the doorbell rang. Hey, I was 18 and hadn't had sex in almost 48 hours,so what's a growing boy to do?I opened the door and peeked out. When Dawn saw me she burst into a wide smile and giggled.
"Avon calling?" I asked.
"Better than that if you're alone Kenny."
I let Mrs. Bauer in and she slipped in after looking around first. After I closed the door she jumped into my arms, kissing me furiously while she reached into my robe and found what she was looking for right away. It was, after all, pretty tough to miss.
"Omigod, are you always hard Kenny?"
"Well, as a matter-of-fact, yes I am," I informed her. "Or at least it seems that way. I was just thinking about you."
"Bethany's staying home tonight, and when I saw your parents leave I had to come over," Dawn Bauer said between kissing me and pulling on my erection. "I can't stop thinking about this big thing. It's all I've been doing for the last few days, figuring out how to get you alone again. Can we go up to your room? I don't have much time."
"Sure, but I'll never make it upstairs like this," I told Dawn while shrugging my robe off my shoulders. "I need a little something to take the edge off."
I gently pushed down on Dawn's shoulders and she got the hint quickly and knelt in front of me.
"You going to be able to take care of me too?" Dawn asked me, and the look I gave her when I looked down at her made her smile. "I should know better than to ask that."
Dawn took the shaft of my cock in her fists and took the other half of me into her mouth. Her tongue danced around the crown before her lips slid up and down my dick. Her fists squeezed the base of my cock, slowly pumping it while she twisted her hands as she did. I knew I would not be able to last long like this, nor did I want to, because we had other things to do and not much time to do it.
"Ohhhh... that's it Dawn, milk my dick... oh man that's so good!. That's it baby, harder. Here it comes... cumming for you now."
As I felt the orgasm well up, I took the back of Dawn's head in my hands and caressed her hair while watching her work her magic on my cock. When I began to cum, I felt Dawn's tongue against the tip of my dick, expertly diverting the first few violent spurts so she didn't gag, before going back to sliding her mouth up and down me while my cum continued to flow. Dawn worked feverishly on me, not stopping until my cock stopped spasming and she had milked me dry for the time being.
"Good for you Kenny?" Dawn asked unnecessarily as she looked up at me.
"You know it," I assured Mrs. Bauer as my cock began to deflate in her hand. "Lets go up to my room and have some real fun."
2. In my room.
Having Dawn Bauer enter my bedroom was yet another magical moment for me. How many times had I fantasized about such a moment, and again like had happened many times over the last week, my wishes came true.
I had left the black light on in my bedroom, and Hendrix glowed above my bed and over against the far wall, almost seeming to approve of the company that had joined us. Dawn looked around and smiled.
"Looks a lot like Bethany's room," her mom offered as she looked around at the surroundings, as well as the way her skin looked under the black light.
Bethany's was more of the folky type as I recalled, with a lot of give peace a chance motif in her room, but I wasn't going to tell Mrs. Bauer how I would have known that. Instead, I climbed up on the bed with my back against the pillows and stared at Mrs. Bauer, who looked confused.
"Just so you know, I saw my doctor so we're okay as far as that other thing goes," Dawn informed me to my delight, not wanting to be a father at my tender age, and not having any birth control of my own handy.
"That's good. Why don't you take your clothes off for me?" I suggested. "Nice and slow. Take your time, and tell me what you want me to do to you."
During our couple of days together at her house, I had discovered that I loved to hear Mrs. Bauer talk dirty. It turned me on to hear her say nasty things, and once she had gotten past calling my cock a penis, she had gotten the hang of it. It was sort of like hearing June Cleaver tell you "I want to suck your cock", or other such things.
Mrs. Bauer slowly unbuttoned her blouse while watching me twirl my cock around, pulling on the elastic tube in an attempt to get it to come back to life.
"How long will it take for you?"
"For me to what?" I asked coyly.
"You know. For you to get it up."
"Depends on how excited you get me. You know I like you to tell me what you want, and tell me in as filthy a way as you can think of."
"How long will it take if I tell you that ever since you left the other day, all I've been thinking about was having your big cock inside of me again?" Dawn asked.
"That's a start," I told her, continuing to pull on my dick as Mrs. Bauer took off her blouse, exposing her pale blue bra which held her little treasures lovingly. "I've been thinking about you a lot too. See that window behind you?"
Mrs. Bauer looked back at the window, and at her house which was a little ways down the road, and nodded.
"You can't imagine how often I would stand there and watch you in the yard, and sitting on your porch. Do you know what I would be doing?"
Mrs. Bauer pulled down her shorts and kicked them off, running her hand over the front of her panties while staring at my cock, which was beginning to show signs of recovering.
"I'd be doing what I'm doing now," I told her in response to her shaking her head no. "I'd be staring over at you and picturing what you would look like naked."