A totally fictional story about a neighbor and her daughter. No incest, but some actions would be considered taboo, and/or bad judgement. All fictional characters are over the age of 18. If you are looking for perfect grammar etc. you probably will be disappointed. I edit my own stories using software tools that at least identify most major errors. I welcome any comments on story line. I have a rough draft of a chapter 2 depending how this one is received I will finish it.
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It was summer, and I decided to go home from college to work this year. I had been working near campus, and staying in a small apartment I shared the last two years, but a chance to make some real money was my motivation to go home, and stay with my parents.
A friend of my dads has a small manufacturing company, and ask me to work the summer afternoon shifts, mostly to cover for his full-timers vacations during what has been a busy year for him. It was not a difficult job, mostly assembly work that can be boring, but better than the job in the shoe store that I had last summer, and pays almost double.
It was not a bad deal for me working afternoons, as my parents both worked days, and this would avoid us getting on each other's nerves. I can still stop for a few drinks after work, and then sleep in if I want too. It's hard to go back home after you have been away a couple of years, but I looked forward to spending some weekend time with my folks, and my friends.
Work turned out to be what I expected, but I have to say I was a little disappointed with my sex life back in my hometown. Most of my old girlfriends were either married, or off at school themselves like I had been. It's pretty hard to get through college in four years without taking some summer courses, and that seemed to be the case with my friends. I thought the fact that I, and most of my friends were over 21 now, would make it likely that I could hang with them at the local hot spots. I tried several places, and it seemed to be the same crowd everywhere, and I don't mean the same people. It was newly divorced women, married women cheating, and looking to hookup for a night, and some that might have been fun if they did not like drinking so much. I was not interested in hooking up with anybody in any of those categories. They all just seemed like trouble to me.
Back home, It was like being 16 or 17 again, but now I had my own computer, and a VPN to log into. No longer having to worry about erasing my browsing history at porn sites. Needless to say most of my lovers for a while were in adult videos or chat rooms that I could jerk off to.
Things changed when I had to go to the office one shift to provide some information to the payroll clerk. I was surprised to see Peggy, one of our neighbors that I used to babysit for in my early teens. She was always so nice to me, but at my age back then, I did not see her as sexy, she was just older lady next door. I was really surprised at myself as we talked, and I could not help looking down her blouse at her tremendous bosoms that are so much more attractive to me now. I was starting to get some sexual desire when I was 15, but I was scared to death around girls my age, so I got a late start sexually. We had as long of conversation, as my break times would allow, and we seemed to really click despite the difference in our ages.
Our conversations continued from night to night, the office became my nightly destination for my breaks, like my half hour dinner. Our conversation varied subject wise, like about how Carlee, who I used to babysit for was doing, or how her life in general was going.
I always liked her, but I found myself more and more attracted to her as the days went by. I no longer thought of her the same. She was not the older lady that was just a nice lady anymore, she was a fit, and hot MILF about 38-40, I guessed, because she told me she had Carlee young. After more than a few visits during my breaks, she became my sexual fantasy. I would go home, and jerk off without the aid of any porn, thinking about Peggy blowing me, and swallowing my spunk. I would roll over, and go to sleep, and often wake up with a hard-on thinking about her, it was the beginning of a quest to get in her pants.
I started to get the impression that the feelings were mutual as her dress seemed to change to more sexy attire as time went on, and our conversation got a bit more personal. She no longer called me Jeffery, I was now Jeff, and she treated me as if I was now on her level as an adult. Peggy had to notice that I was hard almost every time I walked in her office. She told me about her divorce the year before in some detail, she wanted me to know that she missed having a steady sex partner, and that her ex was not good at it anyway, it seemed like it was an obligation he was filling. She said, "I later found out he had a mistress, she was a friend of mine, or I thought," and said "I hope she enjoys his little wiener," yes bitterness abounded. She wanted to know if I had a steady girl, I might be young, and a little naive some times, but not so much not to know she was interested.
They talk about us guys not looking a hot woman in the eye when we talk, will Peggy was no better, it was the bulge in my crotch that was her focus. She was horny for young cock, or any cock at all, and I don't think I was misreading her because of my own horniness that she had caused to get out of control. This all made me excited, but still a little hesitant to make a physical move on someone so much older that I had never thought of in a sexual way until recently.
I was still a little backward with women, but I tried a different tactic, to get her to make a move or give me more confirmation of her interest. I started to wear shirts that showed off what fitness that I had left over from high school sports. Thin summer shorts, I had a couple of pairs from then, that were tight on me that I still had. The tighter shorts showed my manhood, and were my dress sometimes, we had no dress code, and it was a hot summer. Soon after I debuted these shorts she started wearing blouses that exposed more, and more of her large MILF breast, and her bras were getting more sexy, and brief as time went by, she often wore none at all. Her shorts became the kind you could not wear in an office in the daytime when others were working, sometimes she wore short summer skirts, and it would show her G-String panties when she bent over to pick up something she likely purposely dropped on the floor.
She started stocking my cola of choice in the office mini-fridge, so I did not have to waste time stopping at the vending machine on the 15-minute breaks, and I really enjoyed the way she bent down to get me a cold one as I came in, especially when she wore one of her summer skirts. One shift, she did it quickly, but I was watching closely as usual, and got a glance of her pantie-less, enough to know she shaved down there. I wondered if she rehearsed it, so I would just get a glance. The next time she wore it, she had deliberately put one of my cola's deep into the bottom shelf, so she could give me an extended look at her ass and bald pussy, as she slowly retrieved it. I then was at a point that I wanted to just take her, it was getting to be too much for either of us. I wondered who was going to make the first contact, and if it was me, exactly how I would go about it.
We were in a hot spell one week, and the factory area was only cooled with fans, the office had air, but it just barely kept up. I was so fucking horny one night, I decided to stop in the restroom, and take off my briefs, and stowed them away in the storage closet leaving me with nothing but the thin nylon work-out shorts, and a tank top soaked in sweat. I removed my shirt as I entered her office door, and pretended to use it to wipe sweat off my chest. This pair of shorts were a little tight, and a little transparent. I was so excited standing there, I did not look down right away, because I was afraid my at least partial erection was showing, it felt that way. I saw her staring at my crotch, and decided to try to rearrange things, and noticed I had some pre-cum on my shorts. I was determined to act on any invitations she gave me. And made sure to be standing behind her as she reached down to the fridge to get me a cola, she went for one on the very bottom, she was ready for me too, pantie-less, showing me all of her naked ass under her skirt. I am so proud of my next move, I quickly released my shorts, and let them fall, as she dug for the soda, and as she turned to get up, my hard cock almost brushed against her face. Our eyes met, as I took the cola from her hand and put it on the desk. I managed to get out of my shoes, and lose my shorts, that were down around my ankles, I was naked, I was proud of myself for the courage I had shown. She liked what she seen, and removed her top, and dropped her skirt. We stood and looked at each other a moment, and then we kissed, and pressed our naked bodies together. Not a word was spoken, at that point.
Our bodys were still partly locked together, as we clumsily made our way to a small conference room adjoining the office, she locked the door. We both knew we did not have a lot of time to check out the parts of each other's bodies that were now uncovered. I just turned her around she leaned on the table, and I entered her already wet vagina, and started fucking her. We were both being ruled by lust at that point, and I realized right after I first stroked her, I was already building toward a cumshot, all the buildup was going to make me look like an inexperienced young man.