1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


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

    friend was familiar with the younger generation’s slang term for muscular arms. She looked back at the teen on the couch. Yes, she had certainly noticed his arms last summer, on those hot days when he would mow her lawn after mowing the Johns’ grass. Shirtless. Yes, she certainly noticed those arms then, that was for sure. “Last year he wrestled in the 150 pound division,” Michelle said. Then, speaking to her son on the sofa: “What do you weigh now, Brandon?” “I don’t know,” came the mumbled reply. “He’s got to be at least one eighty now. He eats like a horse!” After a couple minutes more of the two women laughing and talking, young Brandon could take no more and got up from the sofa and announced that it was too noisy for him, that he was going back to bed. “Sure, honey,” Michelle said, not getting up from the table. “I’ll come and give you more Tylenol pretty soon.” “See ya, Brandon,” Andrea called to him, not failing to notice again how tall and strong he looked, even being sick. “Want to run together morning?” Michelle asked. “Sure. Soon as my kids leave for school?” “Deal.” ***** Three weeks later, now at work, Andrea’s boss came to her at five till three on a Thursday and asked if she could stay until five to run some special reports for the CEO. Afraid to say no while still so new on the job, Andrea dialed Mrs. Connolly, a widowed lady that lived on her block whom she hired as a babysitter on those rare occasions when she needed one. She panicked when Mrs., Connelly ...
    did not answer. Looking at the clock, she knew her children would be home from school in twenty minutes. Frantically, she called Michelle Johns. “Michelle,” Andrea said after her friend answered on the second ring. “Can you do me a big favor? Let Jeremy and Megan come over to your place until I get home? Probably around five thirty? “Andrea, sure, but I’ve got a hair appointment in half an hour, but Brandon will be here. He can babysit.” “Are you sure? He doesn’t mind?” “No. He loves Jeremy and Megan. As long as you’re by five thirty because he has homework.” “OK, I’ll be there by then. Thanks, Michelle” *** Jeremy opened the front door at the Johns house. “Hi, mom!” he said through the screen door. Behind him, from within the house, Andrea heard Megan whooping and hollering. She opened the screen door and entered the house. Jeremy had already run back to where the apparent action was. Andrea followed, and found her two kids in the family room. Brandon Johns was carrying Megan piggy back around the room while she screamed excitedly. Jeremy chased after them, shouting that it was his turn. When Brandon saw Andrea standing in the entrance to the family room, her hands on her hips, regarding the scene before her in bemusement, he stopped abruptly and looked sheepishly at her. “Giddy up, horsey!” Megan cried. “Guys”, Andrea called. “Come on. Time to go home. Leave poor Brandon alone! He’s got homework. And so do you guys.” “Ah, mom, do we have to?” Jeremy protested. “Can we stay? ...