Nettie's Surprise

Readers:

This is a completely fictional account about the sexual adventures of Eddie Lawson. Fiction, fantasy, and fun. Enjoy the escape from reality.

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Summer of 1982. Eddie Lawson, age 22, has two months off during the summer before driving 45 minutes to the south to get his Doctorate of Pharmacy Degree. He had just completed all his prerequisites at the 4-year university in his hometown in Southern California. He knew he had approximately 5 years before completing all classes and internships. He was patient and committed to accomplishing his goal.

An only child, he was always goal-oriented. He was also very competitive. Whether it was playing tennis or golf (where he was an ace player in high school), he had to be the best. He treated his academic career with the same level of determination as his athletics. Nothing but the best for Eddie Lawson.

Although he never considered himself to be a real great catch for the ladies, although many of the college girls and those in his social circle considered him to be fairly attractive. He had that lean, athletic body with short, wavy light brown hair, blue eyes, and a very pleasant face. Maybe it wasn't leading man looks, but certainly good enough to attract a woman.

He had one semi-steady girlfriend in college. Patti Ludlow was the one girl that he spent the most time with in college, although their relationship was more sexual and mutually gratifying for both. There was never a deep, personal connection between the two. Also, Patti was two years older and when she graduated, she took a job in Houston. That was the last he ever saw of her.

There were two other flings. One was the result a one-night stand resulting from a college party where the booze was flowing freely. He had a quick sexual session with an inebriated brunette before she turned over on her back and passed out. The next morning, she woke up naked and to a massive hangover with Eddie also naked next to her.

The most recent was a weekend at a cabin with a few friends. They began playing games of a sexual nature and he ended up spending two nights with a blonde that was a friend of his friend. She was from the Portland area, visiting during the summer, and he never saw her again either.

He desired something more permanent and meaningful, but he knew not to get too involved because between his school and part-time work delivering pizzas, he didn't really have the time to invest in a relationship. At least for now, there might be a few cheap, no commitment needed, booty calls in his future. At least he could hope for it.

Eddie's parents, Adam and Marla Lawson, were his greatest supporters. Adam was a history professor at the same university that Eddie attended. In fact, he got a substantial discount on tuition for Eddie's schooling since he worked there. Marla was an RN at a local hospital. It was an ideal home life for Eddie. Good parents, in love with each other, and loving their child. He was raised to be responsible and respectable in his dealings. It wasn't a perfect home, but most definitely a very caring and nurturing one.

The neighbors directly across the street, Gene and (Annette) Nettie Munson, had been best friends with his parents since they first moved into the newly built neighborhood 15 years ago. Sadly, Gene died suddenly two years ago at the tender age of 50. At the time, it left Nettie as a widow of 48 with twins that had just graduated from college. The son, Gary, had just moved to Denver when a job opportunity became available, and Debi had just married a guy she had met in college.

Although Debi was 4 years older than Eddie, he always had a crush on her. Because of the age difference, she never saw him as anything but like a younger cousin. She was never mean to him, she just didn't share the same kind of affection for him that he did for her, at least not openly.

She was a cute young lady, that's for sure. In fact, she bore a striking resemblance to her mother. In fact, Eddie always noticed Nettie's fine face and figure often...although she was old enough to be his mother.

Nettie wasn't happy with her daughter's choice in a husband. Debi's husband, Kenneth, was a Bible-thumping, self-righteous, jerk. She wasn't allowed to have any alcoholic beverages (even dinner wine) and wasn't allowed to dance or go to the movies. She wasn't raised that way, but she willingly obeyed her husbands wishes to remain "holy".

Eddie knew better, because while she was in college, he was aware of some of her sexual couplings. She wasn't a big party girl, but she wasn't exactly a teetotaler, either. She certainly wasn't a virgin. He was aware of at least two of her lovers during college. He was still in high school at the time, but since they knew many of the same people, the word got around. In fact, Nettie and Gene even approved of her bringing a guy home and share the bed. She was an adult and they were much more comfortable knowing that at least she was home rather than at some strange house or apartment.

Eddie's parents felt the same way, but he never took them up on it. Each of his encounters with Patti was done at her parent's home when they were away. Patti never had any intention of things getting serious, and meeting Eddie's parents would have just added a layer of closeness that she didn't want.

With the summer off and some free time on his hands, Nettie asked Eddie if he'd mind changing the oil on her 1965 Mustang on a weekend prior to the 4th of July. Eddie had been doing that for her for the past 6 years. It was a simple job, one that required no more than 15-20 minutes. He never charged her for the work, but she usually had some fresh snacks and drinks for him.

Even when Gene was alive, he would frequently ask Eddie for help with some minor handyman chores. By his own admission, Gene wasn't too handy with tools. Gene was a safety officer with a huge oil company which kept him busy. Eddie was always happy and willing to help when he could. Of course, he was hoping to impress Debi as well. Even after she married and moved out, he felt an obligation to help Nettie when he could.

Her world came crushing down around her when Gene passed. His parents were also quite grief-stricken. They were so close. In fact, the four of them frequently took vacations together or just long weekend camping trips to the mountains. When the kids were younger, they'd stay with relatives while the parents enjoyed themselves. As they got older, they just stayed at home.

Nettie was a junior high economics and civics teacher. After Gene's passing, she seemed inconsolable at times. She eventually went back to her job, but her heart wasn't in it. Finally, one weekend, Adam and Marla convinced her to join them for a weekend camping trip. Getting out of town with good friends...and a couple of shoulders to cry on...did the trick.

Since it was a typical hot, summer day, Eddie got an early start on the oil change. As he was on his back under her car, she admired the fine-looking young man that he had become. She liked and admired this young man. Too bad he's only 22, she often thought to herself.

By 9am, he had completed the job as well as checking all the fluid levels, belts, and hoses.

He wore his work overalls (actually his dad's) and, as expected, got them dirty. That was nothing unusual. He'd just go home, spot spray the difficult stains, and put them in the washer.

Nettie offered to wash his overalls for him this time. Eddie politely declined, but Nettie was persistent. "Here, I have some of Gene's old swim trunks you can wear while I wash those for you. Come on, Eddie, I want to do this for you."

Since Gene had been close to his nearly 6 foot and 170 pound frame, he knew that he'd fit into them. He went to the bathroom to change into the trunks and handed Nettie the soiled overalls. He was actually much more comfortable in his white t-shirt and trunks. The weather dictated that.

They sat on her back patio while they enjoyed a Coke and some fresh brownies that Nettie had baked just that morning. Eddie enjoyed these visits because although there was an age difference of 28 years, he still viewed Nettie as a very sexy being. In fact, Nettie looked unusually young for her age. Although 50, she could have told anyone that didn't know her that she was 40 and they would have believed her. To Eddie, she was just an older, yet very attractive, version of her daughter, Debi.

Her physical attributes were hard to ignore...especially her C cup boobs that were accentuated by the halter top that she was wearing on her patio. She still had the thin physique of her youth and with the shorts she was wearing, her ass had that nice pear-shaped look to it. He often wondered how that body would look like without the clothes.

For many years, Nettie had kept her blonde hair at shoulder length, but recently began to let it grow down. It was now in a ponytail. It made her look younger...and so much like her daughter.

"By the way, Eddie, you can keep those trunks. It's not like Gene's ever coming back, right?"

She stated is as a matter of fact, not for sympathy or pity. She had come to terms with his loss and got back to her life. Still, each time she made such a definitive statement about his permanent absence, there was always a slight trailing of her voice at the end.

"Mrs. Munson, do you ever picture yourself getting back into the dating game?"

"Eddie, I've learned to never say never. However, it would have to be someone very special. Gene and I had a very special relationship and it will be nearly impossible to ever replicate that. I've learned to be content with my life as it is. I immerse myself in my teaching during the school year. Your parents are awesome people that have been my rock. I have my sister, Ganelle, as well as her extended family. Will I date again? I doubt it. I won't say never, though."

Eddie studied her face as she spoke. She truly meant what she said. Of course, as he studied her face, he appreciated her beauty. It was only a fantasy, but his mind would often wander to more erotic and romantic thoughts about her.

"Hey, Eddie. Since your parents are gone until tonight, why not join me in the pool and then we can work on our tans? Unless you have something else planned, of course."

Eddie had seen Nettie in her black two-piece bathing suit before, so the opportunity to see that again was too hard to refuse. He knew that he'd get a prolonged look at her backside as she laid on her stomach. He did enjoy conversations with her and even if she weren't so hot, he'd still want to be there for her.

"Roll the cover off the pool while I go change into my suit, okay babe?"

"Sure, Mrs. Munson."

By the time she came back out, Eddie was already in the pool swimming a lap.

"Water's only a little cool. Feels nice, especially with this heat and humidity today." Eddie was motioning for her to join him while simultaneously looking up and down at her in her bathing suit.

The suit was reasonable. It wasn't too revealing. Only a slight bit of cleavage was revealed, and the bottom completely covered her ass. Still, it was the most undressed he'd ever see her, so he always cherished these times.

As they took turns swimming laps back and forth, they'd stop and maintain various conversations. She frequently made mention of his parents and the support and love she'd received from them. Eddie was proud of his parents for being the kind of friends he could be proud of.

"Time for me to get this pale skin some sun," suggested Nettie. Might as well join me. Looks like you haven't got much sun on your skin lately, either."

She was right. Eddie's exercise involved either golf or tennis. The only tan he had was on the parts of his arms and legs not covered by his tennis or golf clothes.

Eddie stretched out the chaise chairs while Nettie got the suntan lotion. She immediately squirted some lotion in her hand and motioned for Eddie to turn over so she could cover his back. As soon as she was done, she turned him back, facing her, and began applying the lotion to his chest.

"That's ok, Mrs. Munson, I can handle the chest."

"I'm sure you can, Eddie, but just let me kind of pamper you today. You're always seem to be doing stuff for me. It's my turn."

"Now, I need you to do my back, Eddie," said Nettie while handing him the bottle of lotion. "Let me get on my stomach."

Nettie had never asked him to do this before. They had never tanned before, either, but this seemed more intimate than any other interaction he'd ever experienced with her in the past.

Although he had experienced many fantasies about his neighbor, applying lotion on her mostly naked back made him uncomfortable. He nervously began with her shoulders, taking extra caution to not touch or move the strings that held up the bikini top.

"For God's sake, Eddie, move the strings out of the way so you can cover the entire shoulder. Better yet, let me remove my top. I'll lay on my stomach and you won't see a thing."

Without another word, she remained on her stomach while untying her top. She did reveal just a slight bit of side boobs as she was prone on her tummy. It was impossible for Eddie to not notice it. He generously applied the lotion while taking his time. He was going to savor this experience for as long as he could.

He took it upon himself to also apply lotion to her arms. As expected, as he lifted each arm, just a little bit more of her side boobs were exposed.

"Thanks, Eddie. What the hell, you're an adult now. Why don't you apply it on my chest as well?"

"What?" Eddie couldn't believe what he was hearing. On her naked chest?

With no further warning, she completely dropped her top and rolled onto her back. There she was, completely topless with her impressive tits on display for Eddie to enjoy.

"Come on, Eddie. I happen to know that you've seen naked tits before. Maybe not the tits of someone 50, but plenty of younger ones. I know about your experiences. Word gets around...plus your parents are my best friends."

"I know, Mrs. Munson, but this is different."

"Eddie, you're 22 years old now. You're an adult. Can I please get you to call me Nettie from now on? I love your politeness, it was so sweet when you were just a kid, but Mrs. Munson makes me sound old. Can you do that for me, please?"

"Yeah, but forgive me if I forget and do what I've been doing for the past 15 years. I've always thought of you as Mrs. Munson. Just like I did Mr. Munson."

"Well, it's Nettie now. I'm laying her topless, you're staring at my tits, and it's time to call me Nettie. I need some lotion before I start frying."

Eddie was embarrassed by her comment about him staring at her tits. She was right, he couldn't help but be impressed, but to hear her say it out loud was something that he would have been happy to not hear.

As he carefully applied the lotion and avoided touching her breasts, she spoke up again.

"Eddie, my tits need lotion also. I don't want them getting burned either. That's happened before. Trust me, it's a miserable feeling. Put your hands all over them. I don't mind. I don't mind if you enjoy it. It's no big deal to me."

As he gladly took his time covering both of her tits, he also began to notice the inevitable. His excitement was becoming obvious when the bulge in his trunks became impossible to ignore. He noticed that Nettie had looked down there as well.

He tried to play it cool and finish the job by covering her belly area. As he got close to the elastic of the bikini bottom, Nettie sat up suddenly. Eddie was so startled, his right hand slipped inside of her bikini bottom. His hand rubbed up very quickly against her pubic hair before he withdrew it even more quickly.

"Shit, I'm so sorry Mrs. Munson."

"Nettie, Eddie. It's Nettie."

"Ok, I'm sorry Nettie. You startled me. That was an accident."

"I'm sure it was Eddie. Shit, you haven't touched a thing on me without permission."

Nettie reached down and removed her bikini bottom. Eddie was shocked, but couldn't help but stare at a very thick and curly mane of blonde hair.

"What would Mom and Dad say?" asked Eddie.

"They'd say that you and I are adults and are free to do whatever we want. Take off your trunks and we can get an all-over tan together."

"Maybe we can rinse off our lotion and start from the beginning?" suggested Nettie. "Let's shower and then start over."

Eddie was like an obedient puppy. He didn't know the reason to rinse off the lotion, but he was going to follow the naked Nettie wherever she went.

Once inside the shower, he knew exactly what the purpose was. For all his intelligence, he was very slow to realize that Nettie was seducing him and wanted him sexually. It had always been such a far-fetched fantasy. It never had any chance of happening. Even with her tits on display, allowing him to run his hands all over them, then stripping down to nothing hadn't convinced him that she was wanting anything else.

Once in the shower, she grabbed his thick and hard cock and began to kiss him feverishly. At this time, his previous love-making experience took over and he began to reciprocate the attention towards her.

Once the lotion had been removed and they were ready to go further, Eddie lifted her against the shower wall and shoved his thickness inside of her very moist pussy. After shooting several large amounts of cum inside of her, they both embraced as they savored the moment.

"Dear God, Eddie. Why didn't I do this before today?"

"You've wanted this before today?"

"I've been widowed for years. I'm not getting as much anymore."

"As much? You've had sex since Mr. Munson passed?"

"Well...yes, but...what the hell? Maybe we need to talk. Your parents won't get mad at me for sharing stuff with you. They kind of knew this might happen."

"This? You mean...us having sex? They knew it might happen? Why do they have to know?"

"It's more complicated than just that, Eddie. Let's go back to the pool and talk about it. No need for swimsuits, right?"

Eddie nodded his head in agreement but couldn't figure how what Nettie might say to make him believe his parents wouldn't be bothered by what had happened.

Eddie followed her back towards the patio and the pool. He stood, silently, as Nettie descended the steps into the refreshing water of 80 degrees. "Get in, Eddie. You have no reason to worry. I think you can trust me by now."

He had no true recourse but to trust her. They'd gone this far. He was already planning on keeping it quiet from his parents. Nettie wasted no time getting to what she had to say.

"Listen. First and foremost, you are no longer a kid. You're a 22-year old college graduate that is soon to begin his post graduate studies. Got it? You're a man, not a 14 year-old kid. We wouldn't have done this 8 years ago."

"But, Nettie...I"

"Please, let me finish, Eddie. The first point is indisputable. I've noticed you checking me out for many years. Every time you come over here with or without your family to swim, you are always checking me out. I bet you thought that you were being more discreet."

"The fact is, I didn't mind it. When a young man like yourself can enjoy the sight of my body of 50 years, I'm thoroughly excited about it. By the way, Eddie. You don't have a good poker face. Your blue eyes and facial expressions are dead giveaways to what you are thinking. You've undressed me in your mind hundreds of times."

"You've also undressed Debi in your mind hundreds of times. Daughters talk to their mothers. She didn't mind it either, but as you know, the four years difference kept her from seriously considering you as a boyfriend. Still, she's always liked you. She thinks you're cute and of course, very smart."

"Thanks, Nettie...but I wasn't aware of how obvious I've been. Shit, it's kind of embarrassing."