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Chapter 5 by sipainting sipainting

What's next?

Level 1: Next Door Neighbor - Mrs. Amato

You often get paid to do odd jobs by Mrs. Amato next door (her first name is Sophia, which you think is just about the sexiest first name a woman can have), so you pop over to see if there's anything you can do for her.

"Paolo!" she says with enthusiasm, throwing open the door and pulling you into a warm hug. She's wearing a long silk robe with a paisley design that gaps open in the front. Engulfed in her hug you can feel that she's wearing serious foundation wear underneath.

"How fabulous to see you!" she continues. "All grown up, I see! No longer a boy! Come, come on in. I am getting ready for my date. Oh, such a wonderfully strong man with such a nice big Cock. I can talk about such things with you now, no? Since you are now all grown up? Is okay?"

"Sure, of course," you say, but blushing all the same.

"Eccellente. I restrained myself when you were littler, but now I can be free to be myself. Come, come into my bedroom. You can help me get ready for my date."

GET READY FOR HER DATE??? You stare at her, shocked. REALLY?

Of course, you'd always felt that poor divorced Mrs. Amato was probably the most sensuous and exotic female creature you had ever known. She was always hugging you and kissing you on the cheek and praising your work as you did various odd jobs around the house.

"It is so wonderful how you are so helpful for Mrs. Amato," your Mom would say. "It must be difficult to be a woman on her own like she is. You should give her any sort of help she needs."

"Come come," Mrs. Amato says, dragging you into her bedroom. It's full of gorgeous, heavily carved antique furniture which feel like heirlooms from the old country. She sits in an overstuffed chair, pushing aside the leg rest.

"You can do my toenails, okay? Here's a pillow you can sit on. It's quick dry, so we should be okay."

You sit on the pillow and she plops her feet into your lap and hands you a jar of bright-red nail polish (Color: "Smooch" from Olive and June).

OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE A SEXY OLDER WOMEN'S FEET IN YOUR LAP.

Do you paint her nails?

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