Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Shemale Next Door: 2

The next morning I noticed Mama was again wearing nylons while she made breakfast. Again that seemed very curious, but I didn't ask about them this time.

Early that afternoon I was mowing the lawn, shirtless, as it was hot as fuck outside, when Lacy pulled up... driving a Porsche... crazy!

Lacy got out and sauntered over to me wearing (in her case typical) five-inch red heels, "Andre," she said, coming and giving me a big hug as if she were my mother, and not just a neighbour.

"Hi, Mrs. Cheung," I greeted, admiring her body and then enjoying her surprising (and atypical) embrace.

"It's Lacy," she corrected.

"Sorry, Lacy," I said. "You haven't aged a day in the ten years you've been living here."

"How sweet you are," she smiled, as she stepped back and placed her hands on my left bicep. "I see you have changed."

"365 days a year of working out will do that," I said, enjoying the feel of her hands on my biceps, and receiving a look I'm used to getting from women, especially from older women, not that she was all that old. Like I said, she was still eight years older than I was.

"Well, it paid off," she said, moving a hand, rather possessively, to my other arm, so she was now standing directly in front of me looking way up (two thirds of a foot in her heels) into my face.

"Yeah, we'll soon see whether that's true," I replied, excited but nervous about my upcoming Saints tryout. If I didn't make at least their practice squad, all those years of working out and eating healthy would be for naught.

"Yes, you're trying out for the NFL, right?" she said, her hands, surprisingly, still resting on my biceps.

"Yeah, New Orleans," I nodded.

"Well, that's very impressive," she said.

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what?" I asked,

if you're able and willing," she said, not

I said, a little disappointed she seemed unfazed by my irresistibility... that tone usually worked like

Cheung is gone for a couple of days, and I could really use a man

something more than just physical labour, but I wasn't certain

there

said, giving each of my biceps an admiring squeeze before finally removing them. "Wow, just

there was at least a slim chance I

and saw me staring at her, and just

was heading back out when

help Mrs.

what?" she asked, looking a

"Some man stuff, since

she said, her tone

you okay?" I

just go; I'm sure she can

nodded, having found Mama acting a little weird ever since I got home the previous day. Like why was she wearing nylons in the house when she didn't have any plans to go out? Weird. "Love you, Mama," I said, giving her

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knocked on the door and Lacy called

she called out again, "Come

she was having a smoothie. "Thanks for coming

replied, hoping she'd catch my real message: I'd