Suzanne Mellows - The neighbor_s pet

She offered him a chair as she moved toward the refrigerator, but he didn't sit. God, she felt certain his pale blue eyes were avidly traveling the length of her near-naked body, imagining beyond the single garment, wondering what, if anything, she wore beneath it. Or… or was she letting her overly keyed-up imagination run away with her? She selected a king-size Coke opened it, and offered it to him with a glass. In expected routine, he took only the bottle, tilting it to his good-looking, teenage lips, while she continued to appraise and measure him, wildly wondering what was going through his young mind…!

It was a crazy conversation, almost as if she were finding it as hard to talk to him as was he in coming up with answers that wouldn't make him sound like an awkward geek, the fifteen year old youth nervously thought. She was so frigging beautiful! And he'd seen her nearly naked ass right there in the parking lot… nothing on it only a flimsy pair of tiny black panties! Man, she had to know he could see it… just the way she had to have felt it when he'd brushed against her tit a minute before…!

"Excuse me just a moment, dear, while I get a drink and join you, okay?"

"Sure… that'd be fine!" he answered, probably too enthusiastically, the thoughts he was thinking absolutely knot-headed, he told himself. Get with it, lead-skull! What could a beautiful girl like her even want from the likes of you? Better stick to Kathy Lovell.

"Here we are!" she beamed, re-entering the kitchen with a glowing smile, her long blonde hair no longer in the wad crowning her pretty head, but sweeping down around her shoulders the way she'd always worn it when he'd seen her. She'd changed it! What for? "Cheers," she offered, toasting her glass against the bottle in his hand, not a foot of space separating them!

"C-Cheers, Mrs. Durke…!"

"Oh, why don't you call me Beth, darling. I'm not that much older than you, am I?" She tilted her head to one side, her sexy green-eyes level with his and liquidly pouring into them. "Am I…?"

"I-I don't know. I'll… I'll be seventeen next March," he lied, knowing he looked it.

"And I'll be twenty-three in December," Beth retaliated, making no effort to draw Jay's swim-jacket tighter across her full, rising and falling breasts, even as she felt it inching slowly apart. Instead, she pulled out a chair and lowered herself onto it, facing the one she'd offered him. "Sit down, Jerry doll. Let's get to know each other better… that is, if you'd like to…?"

For answer, he accepted, trying to keep his eyes above where the thing she was wearing had fallen part-way open. Cumsville! He could see some of the deep, mind-bending crease between her tits, even a part of one where it began to swell out from her chest like a Racquel Welch gem… soft looking… creamy white from a bikini halter… and even part of one full satiny thigh! No question! He'd bet his crummy paycheck she wasn't wearing so much as a kleenex beneath…!

Suddenly, she leaned forward, displaying all but the nipples of her rounded white breasts to him as she touched the sewed-on crest of his sweater that he'd earned playing tennis! "What does it say, dear, and how did you get it?" she throatily questioned, the soft tips of her fingers searing into his chest like branding irons!

"Junior Tennis Champion… Riverwood County," he answered, his eyes burning from the strain he was putting on them. "I… I won it this spring…"

"Really? A tennis champ! Darling, how wonderful!" Beth exclaimed, clutching at his broad youthful hand, the smooth softness of it as intoxicating to her as the feel of its hot, young masculinity. God, he was beautiful! The feel of him and his nearness were creating new blinding shocks of incredibly sensual fire, fusing her with unknown daring. God almighty, she had to have him… had to! "What… what did your girl friend say? I bet she was proud and happy, wasn't she, darling?"

"Well… I-I don't have any steady girl… not really, that is… just Kathy Lovell," Jerry Adams managed, hearing his own tight-throated reply as if it'd garbled out of a third person in the room. He'd never been so tense in his frigging life, and his painfully throbbing cock was as hard as a racquet handle! Oh man… what should he do…? She was coming on about as subtle as an earthquake, and he wanted it, whatever it was she was coming on with… but he was scared shitless…!

"Yes, I know her parents, Jerry sweet… she's a very pretty girl, but young for you, isn't she?" Beth half-whispered, letting her tiny pink tongue slip out to nervously run over her lushly heated lips. He said something, but she paid little attention, her now seething thoughts racing madly as she leaned even closer to the virile teenager. Then she did it, without even thinking; she reached out for his hand and slowly put it inside her terry-cloth jacket, pressing it against one vibrantly naked breast! "A young man like you needs an… an older girl, Jerry love," she whispered, moving her face nearer to his until she could smell the delicious, clean aroma of soap from his fresh, youthful skin. "A… a girl more my age… in fact… me!"

Short of being mummified, Jerry Adams could only gape at her! She was holding his hand tight against the softly yielding warmth of her naked breast, and he wondered crazily if the smooth mound of pliant flesh might not burn a hole right into his palm! Christ! He didn't know what to think, let alone do! Her naked, soft, hot tit right in his hand! Jesus, oh Jesus! Mrs. Durke, the doll every guy in the market came unglued over when she walked in! Oh sweet ass, he was so tense inside he might begin to unravel right there!

Beth found her own use of words catching in her throat! God, she'd never done anything the equal of this in her life… but it was a bit late to reflect on the morals department, even if she wanted to, wasn't it? How had Jay handled this same housewife delivery-boys bit in his book? Oral! Ooohhh… did she want to suck him? He was so young and handsome… and… and it, his young splendor, had to be the same! It was an integral part of him… his beautiful teenage cock… his youthfully sweet sperm…!

"Y-You haven't really answered me, Jerry baby… about a girl my age…" she hissed, her torrid eyes hungrily devouring him.

"I-I said… I didn't know…"

"Do… do you want to find out, baby?"

He swallowed, his young adam's apple intensively working. "Yes… if you want to…!"

The licentiously flushed young wife sensed a chill of rapture prickle over her near-nakedness. She lowered her eyes and saw the revealing bulge at the front of his jeans. She kissed him lightly on the lips and dropped one hand down to touch his penis with an exploring, caressing feel, whispering! "Ah yes, you do like me, darling. I can tell by the hardness of your cock!"

Jerry Adams gasped out, his muscular, young teenage body uncontrollably jerking at the contact of her caressing hand with his swollen penile hardness. He gaped down at her thumb and forefinger, watching them trace the elongated outline of his throbbing shaft with a gentle touch, the sudden fear that he might shoot-off right there in his shorts sending a shudder over his youthful frame.

"Wh-What're you going to do?" he blurted, writhing excitedly beneath her caressing hand, and feeling like an idiot after he'd said it.

"I'm going to love it for you, baby!" the near-naked Beth lewdly whispered, dropping from the chair onto her knees and gently spreading his strong young legs wide apart as she worked her way between them. "You want me to, and I want to!" She looked up at him, her frenzied green eyes pools of tinted, female lechery. "You… you do want me to, don't you, baby?"

"Uughhh… yes… you know I do!"

God, she'd had no idea that a boy of his age would have such a length and thickness! She caught hold of both his hands and placed them inside Jay's jacket, molding them to her tingling, hardened-nippled breasts as she knelt between his legs! She pulled open the terry-cloth garment, then began to unzip his fly. Unbuttoning the Levi's at the top, she tugged them loose, looking up at him without a word to make him lift up so that she could draw them down, then she began to work inside the white cotton of his jockey shorts. Instead of lowering those immediately, she slipped her hand inside the front opening, letting her eager fingers curl around the swollen heat of his virile young cock, while the back of her hand brushed the soft pubic-hair of his lean loins!