We moved to my current neighborhood when I was 14. Around two years after we moved in after I turned 16 my neighbors (I’ll call them the browns) moved in across the street from us. I didn’t think much of it or cared until Mrs. Brown came up to me one day while I was cutting the grass. She instantly caught my attention, perfect blonde hair in a pony tail, tight Nike yoga pants, and a tight Nike tank top showing the perfect amount of cleavage. She introduced herself and from that day I had a crush on Mr. Brown.
Over the years our families had dinners and fires together, i would mow there lawn in the summers, i helped coach there kids pe-wee football team so our families where very close. I left for college when I was 18 and came back home full time now (22, Mrs. Brown 45) my last semester of my senior year to do a internship in the area. It was lonely back home since all my friends are gone at school and my parents travel a lot for there company. So one day when I came home from my internship Mrs. Brown was also outside we chatted for a few minutes about my internship and she asked my plans and I said nothing tonight I’m home alone, and for some reason I said feel free to stop by! Since she was also home alone.