1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


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

    Johns’ garage when Michelle was not at home? Brandon had been sitting on the sofa of the family room when Andrea entered through the door from the garage and into the kitchen. He was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. The shirt hinted of a well-developed chest beneath. Being short sleeved, it also forthrightly displayed his muscular arms. The teenager rose from the sofa as the woman came into the family room. “Hello, Brandon. How are you this evening?” “I’m fine, Mrs. Williams.” He looked nervous, as if he didn’t know what to do with his eyes or his hands, the latter of which he stuffed into the pockets of his jeans before taking them out again and letting them just hang by his side. He had been expecting her, but actually seeing her appear suddenly in his house, where he was all alone for the weekend, made him tense. Andrea smiled as she set down her purse as well as a brown paper bag and straightened her flowing, shoulder length hair. Andrea walked to where the boy stood and gave him a peck on the cheek. It was her standard form of greeting anyone, but left the boy even more apprehensive than he had been. She then turned to where she had set the paper bag and from it extracted a bottle of red wine and a pair of wine glasses. The bottle had a twist off cap, which she proceeded to remove. She poured wine into the two glasses and then held them up, offering one to the teenager. “Here,” she said, smiling. “If I’m going to corrupt a minor, I might as well do it all the ...
    way.” Brandon looked hesitantly at the wine glass before reaching to accept it. “Have you had wine, before?” the woman asked cheerily as she clicked their glasses together in a toast. The teen shook his head no. “Well then, it’s time you did,” she said, and with that took a large sip from her glass. The boy did the same. Andrea continued: “Kind of gets you in the mood, you know?” The teen regarded his glass a moment and took another sip. “I like it,” he said. After a few pleasantries about school and how it felt to be spending a weekend alone, Andrea, still holding her wine glass, walked to a certain point in the family and told the teen to join her. The boy, holding his glass, ambled slowly over to where she stood. “Brandon, this is exactly where we were standing several weeks ago when I caught you staring at my breasts. I’m sure you remember, you were so embarrassed.” She took a sip of wine and watched in amusement as the boy’s face turned a shade of red similar to that of the wine they drank. Holding her glass in one hand, Andrea ran her other hand through her hair. “Well,” she continued, “in case you haven’t noticed, I’m wearing exactly what I had on that day. This leather jacket. The burgundy blouse. This pair of designer jeans. Except for the boots. I forget what shoes I was wearing that day, to tell you the truth, but I wanted to wear these boots today, anyway, because I really like them and they make me feel sexy. Do you like them?” She pointed down to the pair of ...
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