Note: This is purely fiction. All characters are over the age of 18.
This is my first story. All feedback, pro or con, will be most welcome!
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Chapter 1
A couple of years after I got out of college, I got lucky and landed a well-paying job with a great company. Secure in the knowledge that my job wasn't going to disappear (and I could afford it!), I decided to buy a house.
I found a neat little 1920s Craftsman bungalow that was in great shape at a decent price, so I bought it. I had a few buddies help me move in on a Saturday in early June. Since I didn't have much furniture, this didn't take long. They were gone by dinner time.
I was sitting on the couch thinking two things: wondering what the hell I'd gotten myself into, when the doorbell rang.
Had it been one of my friends, they would have simply barged right in so I figured it was the Welcome Wagon lady stopping by to welcome me to the neighborhood.
When I opened the door, at least the "Welcome" part was right. Standing on the porch was a 5' 4" tall, gray haired vision of loveliness!
My crotch instantly started to tingle. Not only was she a very attractive woman, but she was wearing a really tight terry cloth top and shorts, both in hot pink. Neither article of clothing left much to the imagination.
This I did not need!
She introduced herself as Barbara. She and her husband Ted lived next door. I told her my name was Bobby. She was carrying a plate of food and explained that she figured that since I had just moved in, wouldn't have anything to eat.
I invited her in. We sat down at the dining room table, talking as I ate. Barbara was a damn good cook!
She explained that she was a teacher at the elementary school nearby but was going to retire in a few years.
"Don't you have to be in your sixties to retire?" I asked.
"Honey, you're so sweet! I'm actually 63!" was her reply.
Well, damn! I didn't think she was that old, almost 40 years than me! Based on her personality and her figure, I didn't think the age difference was that great! Only her gray hair hinted at her age. I started to feel a bit guilty about the thoughts I was having, which only made my nether regions tingle more. Her outfit certainly wasn't helping, either!
She also told me about Ted, her husband. He was retired and on disability due to a degenerative neurological disorder. She also had 3 sons, all in their thirties. And 4 grand kids.
I told her a little bit about myself and the new job. After that, we had one of those rambling conversations people have when they first meet. I think I complimented her on her cooking skills more than twice, might have been more.
Frankly, I wasn't able to think straight. Another part of my brain kept thinking about seeing what was underneath the terry cloth. I was semi-stiff at this point.
What really got me about Barbara's personality was that she was quite sassy, or vivacious. It didn't take us long to figure out that we shared the same sense of humor.
As I was almost finished with dinner she asked,
"By chance, are you gay?"
This caught me off guard so my response was a stammered "No."
"Too bad! My youngest son will go nuts when y'all meet!" she exclaimed.
I must have blushed a bit as she said,
"Don't worry, honey. He'll get over it!"
Being called "Honey" makes my knees weak!
We chatted a bit more until Barbara stated that she had to go home and help Ted.
"Before you go, do you know where I can get some good deals on antique furniture?" I queried. I then explained my plan to furnish the house so that whenever someone entered the house, the furnishings matched the age of the house and took them back to the 1920s.
"Honey, I know several dealers in town. I'll be glad to take you antique shopping!"
I walked her to the door.
"Thanks again for the dinner, Barbara. You're an incredible cook!"
"Thank you for the fifth compliment on my cooking, Bobby. But, call me Babs. All my friends do!"
With that, she left.
Thirty seconds later, I shot a huge load thinking about Babs, my new next door neighbor!
Chapter 2
A few weeks later, I had settled into a routine with the new job. Since I was able to work from home most of the time, I set up an office in a bedroom in the back of the house.
I was working on a project when something caught my attention. I looked out the window and saw Babs doing some yard work behind her house. She was wearing another terry cloth outfit, electric blue this time. Her top was more of a tube top, exposing her flat tummy. Pretty impressive, given that she had birthed 3 children. The shorts were tighter than the outfit she wore when we met, and they were a lot shorter, to boot. She was able to bend over and pull weeds without bending her knees. This caused her shorts to ride up and display most of her ass.
What a lovely ass it was, too!
I glanced away when she turned to face my house. I discreetly looked back, just to keep an eye on her. Even though it was early in the morning, it was a hot day and she was sweating. She rubbed a towel over her shoulders and her chest, just above her breasts. Apparently, some sweat had dripped down her tube top as she pulled the top of it away and fluffed it. I was hoping for a wardrobe malfunction, but didn't get that lucky.
She worked for another hour, putting on a very sexy show. As soon as she went inside, I had to relieve the pressure that had built up.
Later that afternoon, the door bell rang. It was Babs, wearing jeans and a t shirt ,much to my chagrin! She came over to invite me to dinner. Of course, there was no turning her down!
I went next door at 6:00. I finally got to meet Ted. He was a really nice guy but hobbled by his disease. He was able to get around using crutches, but just barely. We chatted through a delicious dinner. Afterwards, Ted went to bed.
"So, when are we going antiquing?" Barbara inquired.
"You're doing me a huge favor, so I can work with your schedule." I responded.
"How about Saturday? I can get one of my sons to stay with Ted."
We agreed to leave around 9:00 AM.
Saturday morning, I met Babs' youngest son Charlie. He wasted no time expressing his interest in me.
"Mom says you're straight but if you ever want to experience the other side, let me know!" he commented.
"I'll keep that in mind." I replied. I wasn't offended, just not interested.
In Charlie, anyway. Babs was wearing really tight jeans and a very colorful, off the shoulder peasant style shirt. Damn, she looked good enough to eat!
More naughty thoughts arrived and I struggled to hide the growth in my pants!
We got in my truck and headed to the first store. We talked a lot during the drive.
"What is it about antiques you like?" she asked.
"They've stood the test of time and have a history. Plus, they have more style than the new stuff. It's rare, but worth it when you find something old that's still in great condition." I explained.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were talking about me!" she said, laughing!
I blushed again and looked at her. Her shirt had slid down a bit, showing a bit of cleavage. I wondered if she had pulled it down on purpose. I certainly hoped so.
But, I kept thinking that she's a married woman and wouldn't have any interest in me beyond friendship.
We had arrived at the first store and went in. I noticed that the shirt had risen, hiding her cleavage.
It took a while as Babs knew everyone! She introduced me as her new neighbor and explained our mission. But, we were on a quest so the conversations went quickly. If we got separated, Babs would track me down; grabbing my hand to pull me towards something she thought might interest me. Her hand simply touching mine drove me nuts! Her hands were really soft and I easily imagined them touching me other parts of my anatomy!
During the day, she would bend over and I'd get an eyeful of her breasts. They weren't large, and she was wearing a bra, but the sight thrilled me nonetheless. It took me a while, but I finally realized she was only doing this when we were alone.
Was she trying to seduce me or was she just a free spirit? I was hoping for the former but assumed it was the latter.
We only visited 2 stores that day. I bought a few pieces of furniture but we were far from done. Babs volunteered to take me shopping until my house was filled with antiques.
When we got home, Babs gave me a good-bye hug, but it was one of those "more than friends" type of hugs. I'd been semi-hard all day long and feeling her entire body pressed against mine made me stiffen up completely. She must have felt it! But, she didn't say anything.
After she left, I had the best orgasm since I moved in. And, I'd had several!
For the rest of the summer, I'd eat dinner at their house 2 or 3 times a week. Sometimes I would fix stuff around the house since Ted was no longer capable of doing anything physical. When Charlie was available to watch Ted, Babs and I went antique shopping. She would hold my hand and show off her chest whenever we had some privacy. She would do lots of work in her back yard, wearing her terry cloth outfits every time. When we parted ways, she always made it a point to give me a hug, sometimes longer than usual for friends. I was in various states of hardness each time, so she must have felt it! I could have sworn I felt her heat, too!
I soon lost count of how many times I masturbated over her!
Chapter 3
Towards the end of summer, Ted's condition worsened and he was finally confined to a wheelchair. I helped carry him up a few times but it was obvious we needed to build a ramp.
Early on a Saturday morning, Barbara's 3 sons and I started building the ramp. We had plans, but with 4 guys involved, lots of things changed. We finally finished in time for supper.
Babs had cooked one hell of a meal. After dinner, Barbara's sons had to leave so I stayed to help clean up. I started with the dishes while she helped Ted get in bed.
