1. The Next Door Neighbour


    Date: 8/9/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: Just_A_Guy_You_Know, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    vegetables in the crisper that I can make a salad with," my mother continued cheerfully. They both loved having company. "Fine," I said reluctantly. The daylight was only beginning to dim, but there'd still be a few more hours before it was completely gone. Surely the power would be back on by then. But I knew arguing with them was futile, and would only make me seem like a total dick. "Can I get you a beer?" I heard my father offer, as I went inside to get the hamburgers from the fridge. Less than an hour later, the four of us were eating from paper plates at the picnic table in our backyard. "These burgers are really great, Justin," Brenda said. "Thanks," I said. I figured she was just trying to suck up, the way older people do to younger kids when they want them to like them. "Justin's a great cook," my mother informed her. "I can tell, eh. That's a good way to impress the ladies, and all," Brenda said, winking at me. "I bet girls are all over you." "Um, no," I muttered. My face flushed, and I dropped my eyes to my plate. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to embarrass you." "It's fine," I said, hoping to drop the subject. "Justin's a bit of a wallflower," my mother explained. "Mom!" "Well, you are," she accused. She was well into her 4th beer of the night. "You go to work, you go to school, and other than that you just stay up in your room." "Julie, leave the boy alone," my father said. "I'm just saying that if he's gonna meet someone, he's not going to do it ...
    sitting in his room." "Well," Brenda started, smiling flirtatiously. "If I was 15 years younger and living next door to you, let me tell you, your son would be in a lot of trouble, eh." She gave me another wink as my mother burst into laughter. "Yeah, he's kind of a pretty cute kid," my mother agreed, mussing my hair. I ducked away from her hand, thoroughly annoyed and embarrassed by these three drunk "grown-ups." I wondered how long it would be before the power came back on, so I could get the hell away from them. "Anyone up for another beer?" my father asked. He came back with another round for all of us. After a couple, the taste wasn't as bad. We continued drinking and talking. Fortunately the subject shifted from my dismal love life to my parents' various hobbies. The sun dipped further down the horizon, melting orange and purple over the rooftops. My mother stumbled inside to gather together all the candles we owned. We lit and distributed them throughout the different rooms in the house. Around ten o'clock, my father excused himself for bed. Still, Brenda and my mother carried on chatting and laughing. I didn't have much to add to the conversation, so I just sat and listened as my mother shared gossip about our neighbours. Brenda told us about her own life in Halifax. When she was younger, (my age, she noted), she'd been pretty wild, partying all the time, dating all kinds of guys, and having a great time. But she settled down when she met Rick. They still had fun, but it ...
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