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The Next Door Neighbour

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

you naked under there?" she asked. I didn't answer, but I felt her hand reach under the sheets and caress my bare hairless chest. My body felt paralyzed with anxiety. Her hand kept descending, softly gliding over my stomach. She leaned in, and gave my earlobe a soft nibble. At the same time, her fingers combed through my pubic hair, and forked around the base of my erection. "Oh!" she said with a little surprise. "You really are naked, eh?" "Mm." I wanted her to keep going, but I couldn't move. I could barely even breath, I was so nervous. Instead, she took her hands away. "I'm sorry," she said. "I shouldn't have touched you like that." "It's okay," I managed to whisper. "But you must think I'm this boring old housewife, and all," she said. "No," I tried to reassure her. "I think you're really nice." "Nice, eh?" she echoed doubtfully. "I should probably go home, eh. I'm pretty drunk and all." "I, uh..." I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say to this. I knew that this woman was nothing but trouble. She was my next door neighbour, she was married, she was drunk, she could tell my parents... But at the same time, I felt a deep aching horniness like I'd never felt before. If I didn't do something about it, I thought I might go crazy. "Would you be a gentleman, and walk me home, Justin?" Brenda asked. "I know it's just next door, and all, but since the power was off, I'd feel safer if I had someone with me, eh." "Uh, yeah, sure, okay." I was relieved to get her out of my bed, ... but also disappointed. "I'll wait in the hall while you get dressed." Brenda slipped out of my room. I immediately threw off the bed sheet and jumped out of bed. I flipped on the lights, and located the clothes I'd left in a pile on the floor. In my anxiousness I nearly put my underwear on backwards. I stopped and took four or five deep breaths. I told myself to calm the fuck down. The right thing- the smart thing to do was just to see her to her door, turn around, head home, jerk off and go to sleep. I promised myself, that's all that would happen, so there wasn't any need to get wound up. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and opened my bedroom door. Brenda was leaning against the opposite wall. I allowed myself to look her over, noticing for the first time how nicely her white dress showed off her ample cleavage and curvy body. "Ready?" she asked. I nodded. I followed her down the hallway. As we passed the living room, my mother woke up. "Where are you going?" she asked. "Brenda asked me to walk her home," I explained. "What a good boy, you are," she slurred. "Why don't you take yourself to bed?" I asked. "Dad's already asleep in there." "You're right. It's well past my bedtime. Yours, too. Good night, Brenda. Good night." My mother stood, took a minute to find her balance, and stumbled down the hall towards her bedroom, using the wall to steady herself. "Are you alright?" I asked after her. "I'm fine," she said. "Just go on home to bed, you two." Just drunk talk, I told ...