Go over to Mrs Ivy's House

"I suppose I'll go over to Mrs Ivy's house." You say.

"Okay I'll text her." Your mum says as Ms Dean walks back in and towards you.

"Remember what I said John." She says with a wink.

"She said go over in fifteen minutes." Your mum says, you nod and go and put some other clothes on, you put some jeans and a shirt on. 'Nothing wrong with looking presentable.' You think to yourself, you walk downstairs and see your mum and Ms Dean already drinking wine and laughing.

"See you later and have a nice time." You say and they both say goodbye. You leave the house with your phone and keys to get back into the house later. You take a slow walk down to Mrs Ivy's house as the sun goes down and it begins to get dark. You walk down her driveway and up to the door, you knock on it and can hear her coming.

The door opens and you are left completely stunned. She looks you up and down and smiles. "Well don't you look nice John." She says but you was barely listening as you look her up and down, she is wearing a one piece white figure hugging dress. It is like its painted on, the dress is sleeveless and show lots of cleavage, the dress goes down to Mrs Ivy's mid thigh and shows off her legs so well, she completes the outfit with white stilettos which are about four or five inches and its bottom is red. Her reddish hair flows down to just above her ass.

"Wow." You say.

Mrs Ivy twirls, "You like?" She asks.

"Oh yes." You say and she leads you into the kitchen, you follow her sexy shapely ass. You go into the kitchen and see a candle lit dinner for two, with wine and nice music in the background. "Whats all this?" You ask. "I thought your date got cancelled earlier?" You then ask remembering what your mum had said an hour ago.

She looks at you and smiles. "It did." She says it likes it's a good thing.

You look confused, "So why is all this stuff still here?" You ask.

She flashes a smile at you again. "Well when my date got cancelled I was about to but then your mum text me saying she needs someone to watch you, for some reason even though you're old enough to look after yourself, so I thought why let all this go to waist." She says getting some wine off the counter.

"So we are going to have a date?" You ask.

"Yeah, is that okay with you?" She asks.

"Hell yes." You almost shout.

"Good. Have you eaten yet John?" She asks.