A Dream Of A Night

My name is Dean and I am 18. I have dirty blonde hair with deep brown eyes. I have an average body. I must say I am a bit out of shape but I am still me. My life changed after a magical night with a very special person. We lived in a normal suburb with you average sized houses. Kids played in the streets. Riding bike and chasing each other as they went along.

I woke to my alarm going off. I put it off and checked the time. It was 8am on a Friday morning. I apparently forgot to put my alarm off because it was a public holiday. I sat up and looked around my room and opened my curtain and the sun shone brightly in. I closed my curtain again and climbed out of bed. “Dean Honey food is ready” I heard my mom calling down the hall. I wore only boxers and a shirt when I slept. I pulled on some pants and walked down the hall into the kitchen. Mom had made me some French toast and I immediately dove in and finished it in a few minutes. As I was gulping down a glass of juice mom came and sat down next to me. “Honey looks like we got some new neighbours moving in next to us” She said as we turned to look out the window to see a mover truck standing in the street. I got up and walked to the window and saw men unloading stuff. “I am going to bake a pie to take over as a housewarming gift” Mom said and I just shook my head. Never get in the way of Mom and her cooking.
The rest of the day was uneventful. I lay at the pool trying to catch some rays on my body. “Dean Honey put on a shirt we are going over to the neighbours” Mom called from inside the house. I gave a slight groan and got up and quickly jumped in the pool to cool off. I got out and dried myself off and threw on my shirt. When I entered the house I saw Mom had baked an apple tart. I took the tart from Mom and we walked over to the house next door.

Mom knocked on the door and a stunning blonde opened the door. She had read and silver streaks in her hair. Her piercing blue stared into my mine and I blushed a bit. Her body was a knock out. I would say she had 36B cup and I didn’t get a good look at her ass until she turned around to call her mom. I must have guessed she is the same age as me. Her mom appeared in the door way. “Hi we are you next door neighbours and we thought we would bring something over as a little housewarming gift” Mom said and smiled and I held out the apple tart and the girl’s mom thanked us and invited us.
The two women walked into the kitchen and talked and our younger people walked into the living room. There were still boxes of stuff standing around but they had the essentials already packed out. The girl put her hand out for me to shake and I snapped out of my trance and shook her hand. “My name is Lucy and yours” She said smiling at me with her most beautiful of smiles. “Dean my name is Dean” I replied.
She sat down and patted the seat next to her. I must say I was a little nervous being so close to her when I sat down. She was very pretty and kept smiling at me. I smiled back a few times until she finally broke the silence between us. “How long have you been staying here?” She asked and I looked at her. “About 6 or 7 years now” I replied. “It looks like a nice neighbourhood” Lucy continued as she looked around for her mom. “Yes it is just mind the little ones they can be sometimes annoying” I replied and we both gave slight chuckle at my comment.

Both out parents came back and sat down with plates of apple tart and we ate while the two women kept on talking.