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.