Get Interrupted By Mrs. Stevens

A gasp echoed from the adjacent driveway.

Eddie's hands continued massaging his hot neighbor's chest. "Julia!" resounded an aghast voice, followed by the slam of a car door. "Oh my god, Julia, what do you think you're doing!"

They turned to see a pretty woman in casual attire walk up to them and past the front gate of the Stevens household. She looked more or less like an older Julia, and just as gifted in all the areas pleasing to the eye. "Mom!" Julia hissed, Eddie's hands still clamped over her tits as she careened her neck back. "Everyone will hear you!"

"Julia!" Her mom pulled her by the arm, then chopped Eddie's hands away before turning back to her. "Where's your modesty, young lady? And you, young man, what's gotten into you?"

"Mom, like I said, it's the middle of the day and we're out in the open! Don't you have an inner voice!" Her breasts were freed from Eddie's hands, but Mrs. Stevens was still visibly baffled at her nonchalance.

Eddie, meanwhile, was at first shaken up by the interruption. But as he looked Mrs. Stevens over he thought maybe his answer to his earlier questions had arrived.

"Hey Mrs. Stevens, sorry about that," Eddie apologized. He'd always lamented the fact that they'd been living next to each other for a couple years but their families were never that close. Time for some neighborly bonding.

The woman looked ready to implode with questions. She was dressed in a quaint brand-name blouse with white and blue stripes buttoned at the top covered in a casual jacket and followed by a pair of white trousers below. Her own dirty blonde hair stopped by her jaw, and was draped over her face neatly while displaying a clear acknowledgement of her good looks and a grooming routine probably regularly spent by a mirror. Kind of like a lesser man's Naomi Watts.

"The thing is," he continued before she could say anything else, "I asked her for permission and she let me so."

Blinking, the older woman looked to Julia, then back to Eddie. "That's impossible! Was there money involved? A bet? Or are you two going out?" She looked down thoughtfully. "No, it couldn't be that -- she already has a boyfriend..."

Eddie sighed, "No, all I did was ask her, really. Right, Julia?"

The stuck-up hottie gave him a stink eye. "Don't get cocky, loser."

"Julia, is it true?" her mom insisted.

"Yeah," Eddie looked at her, "I did. So then," he added carefully, "may I grope your daughter's breasts, Mrs. Stevens? Since she's the one who let me."

The attractive blonde just looked at Eddie like she was lost in thought, thinking of a math equation from algebra class.

"Fine..." she eventually sighed, shoulders loosening as she let go of her daughter's arm. "Just don't go too wild, okay? Breasts weren't made to be things for guys to play with when they choose, how they choose it you know."

"You mean like this?" Eddie walked up to Julia and clasped her breasts in his hands again, jiggling them and bouncing them like a firm squishy toy. The teen just glared at him, huffed, and looked to the sky as if to ask for a deity to grant her the patience to stand through it.

"Yeah, exactly," her mom lent a weak smile, "that kind of thing..." She half-shivered for effect, watching her neighbors' son push and pull her daughters' nips, even giving them a little slap. "I just couldn't imagine that done to me! Not in public, where anyone can see you at least -- it's just too degrading. Of course," she backtracked, "what happens behind closed doors is anyone's business."

"Oh yeah?" Eddie nodded. Despite the subject matter, Julia's mom was decidedly more relaxed now, eased into the conversation like nothing crazy was going on and just chatting the seconds away. Julia, however, still looked pretty listless. Eddie frowned. "Hey, Mrs. Stevens."

"Yes, Eddie?"

"Actually, may I call you by your first name, Molly?"

"Go ahead," she laughed. "Nothing beats feeling as young as you kids these days!"

"Thanks." Eddie continued, "May I humiliate your daughter in front of all the neighbors? Oh and back at school too, or heck anywhere I want? You know, just to get back at her for all the shit she put me through."

He could've sworn a mischievous twinkle appeared in Molly's eye as she stifled a laugh with a hand and glanced at her slightly annoyed-looking daughter. Looking back to Eddie she conspired, "Oh I think that sounds like proper retribution to me." She winked at him and nudged his side playfully. "She's all yours, Eddie. Make her do something worth a real viral-video, you hear?"

Eddie wasn't sure if she was joking or serious, but he just responded with an amused 'sure'.

Their nefarious machinations were thwarted by Julia stamping her sneakered foot, eyes darting between the two. "Mom!" The hot gold-head looked a little upset, to put it frankly. If there were shock and horror in her eyes, however, the castaway nerd couldn't see it.

The letter did mention something about people who had authority over others. Eddie wondered if she was still bound to the permission he had been granted by her mom and removing his hands from her chest, asked, "Is that alright Julia? About the whole me humiliating you thing?"

"Well," the girl mumbled, folding her arms together, "yeah. I did give you some shit after all, so wanting payback makes sense. And I know my mom would probably put me in the fucking ringer for it if she knew about all of it, so of course she'd let you use the fuck out of me, even if it's as messed up as a snuff vid," she traced those last words with almost tangible contempt as she glared at her mom. "But..." A disconcerted groan imparted her lips. "...but it's still gonna totally suck!"

Eddie nodded. Well, damn. That was that, he guessed.

"Oh, chin up," Molly subsequently reassured as she came up to her. She embraced Julia with a warm, motherly hug. "I'm sure he'll take good care of you. Besides, you asked for it, young lady. I'm surprised you even let him grope your breasts with the way you're acting now!"

"Gee, Mom, I wonder why," she rolled her eyes, the blase high schooler didn't bother to tell her the difference between being groped by Eddie and being made to undergo humiliating things in front of people she knew however he wished. She also looked around to make sure no one saw her mom's public coddling. Talk about embarrassing.

"Anyway," the sunny haired woman kissed her daughter's head before letting her go and turning back to their young neighbor, "anything else you wanted, Eddie? Sorry about the earlier misunderstanding," she scratched her jaw meekly, hoping he wouldn't rat on her to his parents too much, "didn't mean to bite at you like that. Just didn't realize you two had an agreement."

With a swaying hand, Eddie replied, "No hard feelings, Molly." He looked at her again, appreciating her slim curves. Maybe some compensation wouldn't hurt.