1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    “I swear, I think these kids get sick so they can go to bed and grow three inches. My mother always said that happened to my brother and me.” Andrea waked over to where the boy sat, wrapped in a bath robe. “Hey, Brandon, how ya doin’?” The youth looked slowly up at her. He was obviously groggy from the flu and the medications he was taking. That explained, surely, why his eyes seemed to linger on Andrea’s body on their way up to meet her gaze. “Hello, Mrs. Williams. I’m okay.” His eyes then quickly looked away, back to the TV screen. Andrea studied him for a moment. She had known the boy since he was ten, when Mark and she moved into the house next door seven years ago when her own son, Jeremy, was just a baby. Andrea had literally watched Brandon grow up, from the ten year old tyke she first met to the strapping young man he had now become. Over the years, he was frequently over at her house, helping her with chores, being a gofer, watching intently as she cared for her babies, never failing to ask a million questions. Andrea and Michelle had often kidded that Andrea should adopt Brandon since he seemed to spend more of his time at her house anyway. Andrea had always been impressed by how intelligent he was and how much more polite he always seemed to be compared to the average child. He also had always had an uncommon way while growing up of looking her directly in the eye, unlike many children who seemed incapable of maintaining eye contact with an adult. Now she noticed ...
    how quickly he looked away. He’s just sick, she thought. She also thought he was beginning to look a lot like his father. “He’s actually mad at missing school, can you believe it?” Michelle said as she sat their coffee cups on the dinette table. “He’s really become quite the student.” “Are you playing football again this year?” Andrea asked him. The fact was, in the past two or three years, when he started high school and became involved in a lot of school activities, she saw less and less of him and, after all, he was seventeen now, and kids that age aren’t the same as ten- and eleven- year-olds. Brandon looked up at her again, but then once again quickly averted his eyes. It was his mother who answered the question: “No. He decided to concentrate on his studies this semester, and then do wrestling in the winter. I’m glad. I was always afraid he would get hurt in football.” Andrea noticed Brandon rolling his eyes, and she smiled. “He’s quite the wrestler,” Michelle continued when her friend returned to the table. “He’s so big,” Andrea said. “I saw it this summer when he was mowing our yard. And handsome! My god, the girls at school must be going crazy!” Michelle laughed. “I hope not too crazy,” she said. “Not over my little boy.” From the sofa, Brandon could be heard moaning in disgust. “Oh, now he’s little, is he?” Andrea chided her friend, and they both laughed. “I know,” Michelle said. “My little baby…with guns!” Andrea laughed even more at this, surprised that her older ...