Note to readers: This story takes place after other stories that I've written have taken place. For the full background to this story please read my other Back to School, Bobby's Graduation Party, and Westville stories if interested. This story also features Emily and Mike Williams from Leon22's stories. Thanks to Leon22 for letting me use his characters. If you have not read any of his stories I highly suggest checking them out. All characters in the following story are over 18 years of age.
The Smiths' New Neighbors -- Part 2
This story picks up exactly where part 1 leaves off.
Bobby Smith drove his car into the driveway of his house and turned the engine off. He had just gotten back from campus where he had found out that his one and only class of the day had been cancelled. He was glad to have the rest of the day off but it was a little frustrating having to drive across town to campus just to have to turn around and come back. At least this may give him some more time to fuck his mother today. With his dad gone on a business trip all week, he and his mom were taking full advantage of their "alone time" and were fucking like rabbits.
Bobby was a student now at Westville State University. He hadn't chosen a major yet, but he was considering going in to teaching. After all, the faculty at his high school had been such an inspiration on him (in so many ways!)
Grabbing his backpack from the passenger seat beside him, Bobby opened his car door, stepped out, and began walking up the driveway toward the garage. His family lived in typical suburban America. The houses down his street were identical in every way since they were all built at the same time by a housing contractor; The color was the only thing different about each house. The neighborhood was what most people would consider perfect – there was no crime, the sidewalks were clean, the grass was green, and the people were friendly. But Bobby and his mother were far from a typical family.
What a big façade
. Bobby thought to himself as he looked at his house.
If our neighbors only knew that my mom and I are lovers. I bet we're the strangest family in the whole neighborhood.
"Hello there!" a voice yelled to him, and Bobby turned to his right to see a woman standing in the driveway next door. She wasn't just any woman though – this woman was absolutely gorgeous. The woman began walking over the grass toward Bobby, crossing the distance between them until she stood at the edge of her property. The woman had long, curly dark hair that spilled down around her shoulders and around her bust some as well. Her skin was smooth, creamy white and was totally flawless. She was wearing a pair of extremely skimpy sweat shorts, and a thin little sleeveless tank top, the kind everyone called a 'wifebeater'. That little shirt clung to her upper body tightly, hugging her enormous breasts so tightly that they stretched the fabric to its limit.
"Hi there. I'm Emily Williams, your new neighbor!" the busty woman said happily, extending her hand out.
Bobby crossed the lawn and stood before her, and shook her hand eagerly, but a little surprised at what he was seeing. He didn't even notice his backpack drop from his shoulder as he gazed at the woman's curves. Her juicy thighs were the kind of legs he'd love to bury his cock between, and her tits were just absolutely amazing. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, but those huge, twin globes stood up, just as perky as ever inside her tight little top. So this was his new neighbor. Mike Williams, her son that Bobby had met earlier in the day, was a lucky man to get to look at her each day.
"Uh, hello there Mrs. Williams. I'm Bobby." Bobby said as he shook her hand watched as her tits jiggled with the motion. After shaking Bobby's hand, Emily adjusted her top, noticing the way Bobby was staring at her assets.
"Oh, Its
Ms
. Williams, I'm not married, but you can just call me Emily, sweetie. Have you seen my son around? I've been looking for him." She asked.
"Yeah I met him earlier, maybe half an hour ago, in the driveway. I was on my way to class but it got cancelled today." He said to his buxom neighbor.
"Oh darn him! I need him to move some of the heavier boxes upstairs. Moving is such a pain, you know." She said to him, smiling.
Bobby rubbed the back of his neck as he glanced over at his house, then back to his gorgeous new neighbor.
Mom can wait!
Bobby thought to himself. "Well, uh... I could help you out, Ms. Williams."
Emily clasped her hands together, causing her big 40E tits to squeeze together, bulging even more. "Oh, you would! Oh thank you! Follow me, and remember just call me Emily, hun." The sexy woman winked at him and then turned around as she walked back toward her own house. Bobby followed behind and looked at her ass. Her little shorts had the word "BOOTYLICIOUS" written across the back of her full, but tight butt cheeks.
"You certainly are... Bootylicious." Bobby said, hoping he didn't overstep himself with the woman as he followed her toward her house.
The sexy mother just giggled and turned around to wink at him again as she walked up to her front door, "Awww, thank you for noticing, Bobby." She said to him as she wiggled her ass a little in a teasing, flirty manner.
Emily opened her front door and led Bobby inside. Bobby looked around as he entered the house. The entryway lead directly into the living room and Bobby looked around, noting how the layout was identical to his own home, except that this house was completely bare. A sofa was set up against the back living room wall, but other than that, there were just hundred of boxes lying around the house.
"Thank you so much for offering to help. I don't know where Mike could have run off to!" Emily said as she brought Bobby further into the house where there were a stack of boxes beside the stairs that led up to the second floor.
"No Problem Ms. Williams... I mean Emily." Bobby said.
