As I was pulling into my driveway from a long day of running my startup company, I saw her again. My beautiful 37 year old MILF neighbor Jessica with her blue eyes and medium length dirty blonde hair. She was on her front lawn wearing a flowery blouse with mom jeans completely bent over, planting some petunias. God. She had the widest and plumpest ass I'd ever seen. Most of my friends prefer round and perky asses on much younger women. But me? I'm obsessed with her double wide mom booty. I would do almost anything to be able to grab two big handfuls of it.
As I parked and started walking to my front door I tried my hardest not to stare so I wouldn't be caught. As I was inserting my key into my front door I heard her from across the lawn.
"Howdy neighbor, coming back from huh?" she said walking towards me.
"Yup, just getting back after a very long day, I can't complain though the pay is good." I said shrugging.
"Well that's good to hear. Do you mind if I come in?" she said with a smile.
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"I just wanted to thank you again Tom," she said while sitting across from me at my kitchen table and sipping some coffee I had made for her. "Thank you so much for getting my husband a maintenance job at your company. We're so lucky to have such a successful and kind young man as our neighbor. After he had lost his job and I had quit mine to take care of my 6 month old, I had no idea what we we're gonna do."
Geez, why did she have to remind me that I gave that buffoon Larry a job at my company? Even though I'm a 27 year old successful CEO for some reason I just couldn't say no to Jessica when she came to me crying two weeks ago asking if I could possibly get her unemployed, good for nothing husband, a job. He's such a meat-head that maintenance is the only department that would take him.
"Oh it's no big deal Mrs. H, we're neighbors. That's just what neighbors do, we help each other in times of need. Love thy neighbor right? It's what my mother used to always say."
"Oh just call me Jessica, Tom. And stop being so humble! You're the greatest neighbor we've ever had! If there's anything me and Larry could do to pay you back just let us know. Anything at all."
"Anything?" I said, trying not to sound too excited.
"Well anything that isn't sexual I mean." she said giggling awkwardly, perhaps remembering that I'm currently single and that she may have caught me staring a couple times.
DAMN! I was just about to ask her if I could have full uninhibited access to her ass for an hour. But of course I forgot that Jessica is super conservative and Christian. If I asked her that she'd very likely give me a slap and never speak to me again.
At this rate I don't think I'll ever have a chance to ever get a nice big handful of her posterior without going to jail. If only there were some way
"Well honestly Jessica... this might sound a bit like science fiction to you but please trust me all I'm about to tell you is completely real."
"Alright I'm listening." She said leaning in and slightly intrigued. "What could I possibly do for the man who has everything?"
"Well you see at my company, my engineers with the help of neuro-scientists are developing a machine that could theoretically allow for two consenting people to transfer minds and step into each other's shoes, literally. It could help doctors feel what their patient feels or help treat someone's prejudices by having them wear someone else's skin. The applications are endless. The only problem is it's gonna be a few years or possibly decades before it is fully functional. Currently it can only transfer a mind one way while the other remains comatose and has to be put on life support. Without a mind the empty shell won't even breathe on its own."
"You're right this does sound super scifi. Science really is amazing. But what exactly does this have to do with me and Larry? I'm not really sure what you're getting at."
Damn. How on Earth could I explain to her in a nice and innocent way that I want to get into Larry's head just so I can use his dirty hands to squeeze and knead his wife's butt?
"W-Well you see Jessica..." I stammered trying to think of what to say. Damn I just now realized I should've talked to Larry first instead so that Jessica wouldn't know I was in him. If I approach him with the idea now Jessica will know it's me and not give me access to her posterior, she'll think it's cheating. Then I'll just be stuck in Larry's oaf body working at the bottom rung of my own company. Damn I really messed this plan all up by telling Jessica first.
Come on, think Tom! You've gotten yourself out of trickier situations than this. There has to be some way to take advantage of Jessica's offer and the mind transfer machine to get full access to her amazing ass... Wait a second. I think I've thought of a crazy solution.
"Well you see Jessica. I was raised by a tough single mom who worked two jobs and struggled to afford being able to send me to college. She's my role model." I lied through my teeth, my father was the breadwinner and my mom just had the nanny look after me. "And that upbringing has just really made me admire all women. Specifically mothers. They truly struggle in so many ways. And they feel things like motherly instincts and the pain of childbirth. Feelings that no man could ever hope to truly understand."
"Wow I never knew that Tom, your mom must be a really great lady to have raised such a successful and caring young man like you." she said with a radiant smile, she completely believes my lie.
"Well she was. She's gone now. And I never got to ask her what it was truly like to be a struggling mother like that. I desperately want to know the ways she felt when she was raising me. The feelings and worries she had. The struggles. It angers me to not be able to truly understand her as an equal. What I'm trying to say is... I want to know what it's like to be a mother." I said nervously as Jessica's eyes went wide. "Jessica, you don't know how much it would mean to me if you allowed me to step into your shoes and see firsthand what it's like to be a mother. I want to know what it's like to have to cook for everyone, do all the work around the house, and be everyone's emotional support. I'd like to be able to hold a baby and not be looked at funny. To be someone's shoulder to cry on. To be the emotional center of a family. Just for 3 days."
"Tom... it sounds like you're well meaning but I can't have a young man in my house. My husband and kids would freak out seeing you doing the laundry." Jessica said with a confused look.
"Jessica I think you misunderstand me. I don't want to take over your duties while looking the way I do right now. Remember the mind transfer machine I mentioned earlier?"
"You... you're saying that... you want to enter my body? That sounds so peculiar. Why on Earth would a rich young man like you ever want to be me?"
"Jessica it's like I already said. I want to know what it's like to be a mother. I want to live your life entirely the way you do. And to do that I have to look like you."
"Well Tom, your reasons seem virtuous but if this machine is actually real, the idea of a complete stranger living with my family while wearing my face... It makes my stomach turn. My husband, my 19 year old daughter, and my baby will have no way of knowing you're not me. They'll think you're Jessica Hughes." she said softly while looking worriedly out the window towards her house.
"Yes Jessica, that's the point of the machine. To be able to truly step into someone else's shoes, into someone else's life. The experience will not just help me understand my late mother, I'll also become a better future husband. I'll know firsthand the struggles my future wife will have. Aren't there things you wish Larry would understand but he just doesn't?"
"Well I mean yeah of course there are. When we both worked the same hours he would still expect me to do the laundry and make dinner. He doesn't even wanna do the dishes sometimes. He also gets mad at me for still having some leftover baby fat, as if I could control that!" she said, quite frustrated. "He's not that bad, he just thinks I owe him all these things just because he was willing to help raise a daughter I had in high school that isn't his. It's crazy but I think I'm starting to understand you. I think you would definitely learn a lot of things from being me for a few days."
"So then, is that a yes?" I said a bit too excitedly.
