My neighbor and me

A few years ago, when I was only 15, something very special happened to me that I would like to share with all of you. For years my neighbor and I talked often and got along well, despite our age difference. Amanda was 34, and we often talked about things going on. I babysat often for her, because she had one son, named Charles, who was 8. Normally I did not take payment for helping out a neighbor. When she wasn’t looking, ever since I was 12 I had been sneaking a peek at her body. Amanda was like the essence of many a man’s fantasies, and she was divorced for 8 years, after she had gotten tired of her husband’s, Jim, constant beratings and once in a while, even beatings. Jim was not an alcoholic, but he did sometimes overindulge. Jim had left the house after the divorce, and sent a letter once saying he was in California and happily married.

Amanda, anyway, hadn’t been so lucky as to find a man once her husband left. I had seen a guy come over once or twice, and only 2 times had she asked me to stay and babysit Charles all night. It wasn’t so much that she didn’t want a man, she once told me, but more that she had no time for a lovelife, because she had to provide for her only son. Those times I figured she had either gotten lucky, or was staying at her parent’s, who came over often. Amanda was a knockout, standing 5 foot 8 inches, bright, large, green eyes, which can captivate a person in their great depths. She always had a nice tan, though I never saw her suntanning in her ample backyard or at the pool. Amanda had long brown hair, which flowed down a little past her shoulders. I wasn’t the most popular kid in school, but I didn’t have to complain about life. I had short, brown hair, and girls said my best feature was my green eyes. I had had a few girlfriends in my time, but not that many, and the furthest I had gotten was a blowjob from one of the more sluttier ones, who commented that I had a large cock, though I was sure she was just flattering. Even so, I measured it to see what she meant, and it was only 7 inches long, which isn’t that long, I thought. Often in fall and spring I was busy, because I was a soccer player, and played baseball on the school team. Each day I could, I would go running for about a half-hour to keep in shape. I lifted weights, but not so much that I would be bulging muscles all over the place. At the time of this occurence, I was in-between girlfriends, and had just gotten out of the shower after soccer practice
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I plopped down on the couch to watch a little TV, because I was beat from soccer after school. I watched for awhile, then called a few kids on my cell. I took a walk down to the nearby mall, where we met up, and hung out for a few hours. At about 10, I went home and fell asleep exhausted on my bed. The next morning, I woke up to my cellphone ringing in my ear. So suprised, I almost fell out of my bed in my haste to wake up and grab my phone.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hi Jeff, it’s me Amanda. Do you think you could be free to babysit for me tonight? I have to go out, and I probably won’t be home till the next day at noon.”

“Sure thing, Amanda, I’m not busy, I guess I could come over to babysit Charles.”

“Thanks so much Jeff, it’s a big help.”

“No prob, I’ll see you at 7”

She said, “Bye Jeff,” and I hung up the phone.