The Neighbor's Boy Ch. 01

This is the first chapter to my first story. It's an idea that has been in my head for a while, but this is the first chance that I've gotten to write it.

I'm looking forward to reviews/comments/suggestions.

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Wow, what a day at work. It's so unfair to get blamed for things that are outside of your control, and then to get yelled at by five different bosses. I couldn't wait to get home, take off these heels, and have some wine. I LOVE my heels, but after a day at the office, my feet start to hurt.

Pulling into my driveway, my neighbors were out working in the garden. Getting out of the car, "Hello JoAnne and Fred" and waved to my neighbors.

JoAnne and Fred were a very nice older couple with several kids in high school and college. They did some work for the government, that had them leave the house early, and come home early. As such, they were usually home when I got home from work.

"Hi Laura, How are you? Another day at the salt mines?" said Fred.

"Yes, Another day in paradise!"

"Do you still need help with moving your furniture? Matt is around tonight." Matt was their 19 year old son, a nice polite young man.

"Oh, I had thought that Matt was off to the Marines."

"Not for a few weeks."

"Well that's good. My living room does need re-arranging. I can't do it by myself."

"Perfect, we'll send Matt over after dinner".

"Wonderful, have a good evening!"

I grabbed my mail, went inside, took my heels off, walked around in my stockinged feet, selected a bottle of Cabernet from my wine rack, poured a glass of wine, then sat down on the couch and went through my mail. After done with that, poured another glass of wine, and started dinner.

"Hmm, empty already", I thought as I tried to pour myself another glass of wine to drink with dinner.

Just then, there was a knocking at the door, it was Matt.

"Hello Mrs. T. My father said that you needed some help with your furniture."

"Hi Matt, yes, just a few things to rearrange." Oh, my was Matt handsome. I'd never really noticed before. He was just the neighbors boy. "Just over here in the living room"

While Matt moved the sofa, I noticed his rippling biceps, and muscular back. There was a little movement between my legs, the room started to get hot.

"Matt, you are strong!"

"Well, I have to be in shape for Basic Training, so I've been working out twice a day."

"Twice! Very impressive! Ok, the sofa will be good over there, can move this book case next to it?"

"Sure, Mrs. T", as he started moving the book case, something fell off the top and hit him in the head, in his surprise he fell, and dropped the book case.

"My ankle! Oh god, my ankle! I think it's broken.

I knelt down next to him, pulled up the leg of his jeans, took off his shoe and socks. It didn't look that hurt. No swelling yet. I rubbed his ankle, causing Matt to cry out.

"Here Matt, sit on the sofa, while I get you some ice", Matt leaned on me as we made our way over to the sofa.

It seemed like another glass of wine was in order, so I opened another bottle and poured one, before preparing an ice pack for Matt.

Back in the living room, Matt had stretched out on the couch with his foot up. So I sat down next to him, applied the ice pack, then started rubbing his hand to calm him down.

"It isn't too cold, is it?"

"No, Mrs. T, it's fine. Thank you for taking care of me."

"No, Thank you for helping me. I'm so sorry that you got hurt. I hope it won't delay your start with the Marines."

"We will see. I'll have to get to the doctor to have them check it out. I sprained this same ankle playing soccer last year. By the way Mrs. T. You are beautiful. I have thought so since you first moved in next to us."

"That is so sweet to say!" I'm sure that I was blushing.

"No really, I try to see you when you leave for work in the morning. You are always so beautiful and sexy when you leave for work. And I've also noticed that you keep in shape running and riding a bike. Your legs show it." And I noticed that Matt was staring at my legs. My skirt had ridden up my thighs a bit. Without thinking, I shifted my legs a bit to have it ride higher.

"Well, I do try. I have seen you run. Maybe we could run together sometime. But you would be waiting for me."

"No, that would be fun. I would love to run with you."

The next thing, I knew Matt was pulling me to him and kissing me. Maybe, it was the wine, or maybe it was this fine specimen of a man in front of me, but I found myself kissing back.

After a few second of deep kissing, I pulled back. "Matt, I'm old enough to be your mother."

"I don't care Mrs. T. You are so beautiful." And pulled me back and we started kissing again. After a few minutes, I noticed that his hand had moved to my knee, and he was starting to rub my nylon covered leg.

This was so delightful! "How long has it been? Who cares? Enjoy it!" I thought.

Then another thought came to me, "Matt, I'm not like other girls."

To my knowledge, noone in the neighborhood knew about me. I had transitioned before I moved here, was fairly passable. But with how hot I was getting, it wouldn't be long before it would be impossible to hid my secret any longer. But this felt so good...

While Matt's hand explored from my calves to my upper thigh, his other hand started to explore my breasts. He unbuttoned my blouse like an expert, and start to run his fingers over the lace of my bra.

His kisses shifted to my neck, and slowly made his way down my neck to my collarbone.

"Oh my god Matt, you are incredible", as I thought this couldn't be first time seducing a woman.

The clasp on my bra came open, just as his kisses made it to the top of my left breast. His hand on my legs was exploring very high between my legs. It was only a matter of time before he found my secret.

I pushed his hand to my butt, to get a moment to think. While his hand was tracing the lines of my panties through my hose, an idea came to me.

He had sat up so that we were sitting next to each other. I started to explore the front of his chest with my hands. It was so hard, and his abs felt like a perfect six pack. I pulled his t-shirt over his head, and started to kiss his chest, and tease his nipples with my tongue. My hands were rubbing his thighs through his jeans. They made their way up to something large and hard trying to get out. So I started massaging him through his jeans while kissing my way down to his belly button.

"Oh Mrs T."

I lifted my head for a second, "Call me Laura!"

"Ok Laura, Oh myyyyy!" as my hands found the button and zipper to his jeans. Through the hole in his boxers my hands found his cock. It was huge!

I pulled his boxers down and took a look. It was enourmous, veiny, and uncut.

"Just the way that I like them" I thought to myself, as I started rubbing the foreskin between my fingers.

Matt was moaning at this point, when I looked up, our eyes locked, where I saw pure desire. After a little while of playing with his foreskin, I pushed it back, and licked his head, which was already dripping with pre-cum. It was delicious! Salty, slippery, and sticky.

While I was working on his cock, my own was getting very hard. So I started to rub it through my panties. Hopefully, Matt wouldn't notice. A quick look up, no he's moaning and staring at the ceiling.

After licking his shaft for a while, and taking each ball into my mouth, I took the head into my mouth. It was huge, but I was so hot, and wanted him so badly.

Again maybe it was the wine, but my throat muscles relaxed such that his whole shaft slid down my throat, almost effortlessly. Matt started to thrust his hips in time with my sucking.

He was getting close, meantime I was getting close as well.

Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and exploded, covering my face with the first jet of his seed. Quickly, I got his head back between my lips, and drank as much as I could. He was absolutely delicious. So thick and creamy.

As his orgasm subsided, my own started. I filled my panties with cream.

"Oh my god, Mrs. T that was incredible! I've never felt something like that."

"Matt, Pleast call me Laura. And you are incredible. Please excuse me for a second." And turned to go to the bathroom.

In the bathroom my mirror, my makeup was a mess, with Matt's cum all over my face and in my hair. But my real concern was my skirt. Luckily, nothing had made it through yet, so I took off my panties and hose, and hid them in the closet.

I cleaned myself as best I could, and returned to the living room. Matt had put his shirt, and shoes back on, and was testing his ankle. "Sorry Mrs. T, I have to get home. Mom will be worried. But that was amazing!"

"Matt, that was amazing, but we have to keep this a secret. Please don't tell anyone."

"Sure, Mrs. T, but maybe we can do it again sometime?"

"That would be delightful. Have a good night!" As I let Matt out the front door.

I watched him limp down the walk, then went inside exhausted and satisfied.

Walking around the house turning lights out, I noticed my dinner sitting on the counter. It was cold, oh well. I was full from something else, so put it in the fridge and went to bed.