Pizza time

Kyle stared at his mother as she hopped up and down. Free of her bathrobe, her big creamy white tits jiggled and wobbled in sync with her movements.

He smiled.

I’d never have been able to see anything like this before today. The Dialogue Menu is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

Meanwhile Sandra Mitchell had a very annoyed look on her face as she hopped up and down.

“Alright, is this enough?” she asked, still entirely unaware of the fact that her tits were swaying wildly for her son’s viewing pleasure.

Hm.

He traced her toned stomach with his eyes before staring at her bare, unclothed pussy. There were tuft of auburn pubic hair above her mound.

He heard the faint chime of the doorbell.

“Ah. That must be the pizza,” Kyle’s mother said. “Do me a favor and get the door, would you?”

“Sure, just a minute, Mom,” he said, opening the Dialogue Menu just as his mother’s feet left the floor.

Time froze. He stared at his mother, frozen in mid-air. Her heaving tits were smashed up against her chest. He really wished there were a way to take pictures while time was frozen.

I guess I’ll just have to remember moments like these for my spank bank.

Sandra Mitchell (1465 Agreeableness Points)

Another single AP gain. I wonder why point gains seem to vary somewhat. I’ll definitely have to do some more experimenting.

He perused the options he had available until he came upon one that satisfied him.

<5> Alright, you can stop jumping up and down now.

No debuffs? Is that because she’s only jumping in the first place because I told her to via the Dialogue Menu? I suppose that’s nice, but it doesn’t mean much if the original command was subject to the debuffs.

Time resumed and Sandra’s feet hit the floor. Her bare tits were still visible through her parted bathrobe. Kyle feasted upon the view they presented, imagining his hard cock sliding between those matronly mounds.

Sandra ignored his gaze, still apparently beholden to the command he’d given her to ignore his eyes.

“Thanks, honey,” she said. She glared at him, however. “Now go downstairs and get the door. Don’t make me ask you again.”

Kyle’s cock twitched.

Mom’s tits are exposed because of me and she still thinks she’s the one in control here. God, I never imagined how hot it would be to have Mom do the things I want without her really being aware of it.

He couldn’t help but picture his mother wrapping her soft red lips around his cock, slowly cleaning every inch of his manhood while she glared up at him for not doing cleaning his room.

Fuck, that’d be so hot. But first I need to get rid of that annoying Maternal Reprimand debuff as soon as possible. Maybe I’ll have her wear something sexy that Dad wouldn’t find strange if he came home early. I can’t imagine he’d be too thrilled to see Mom with her tits exposed in front of me.

The Dialogue Menu materialized in front of him once more.

Sandra Mitchell (1466 Agreeableness Points)

<50> Go change into your sports bra and workout shorts and come downstairs. (Debuff – Maternal Reprimand <200 Points>) (Debuff – Maternal Authority <500 Points>)

“Hm. I don’t know why you want me to change into my workout clothes, but alright,” she obeyed readily. She turned and walked over to her closet. Kyle really wished he could have made out her ass in that thick bathrobe, but he figured he’d get plenty of that when she came downstairs in her workout outfit.

He left his mother’s room and went downstairs, his footsteps creaking along the hardwood floor.

He reached the front door and opened it. Dim sunlight wafted into the entrance hall of his home.

A girl slightly shorter than himself stood on his front porch, carrying white cardboard box with the faint imagine of a smiling man with a mustache putting pizza inside an oven. The smell of gooey cheese almost made him salivate. A small green sedan purred metallically as it idled on the street in front of his house.

“Danielle?” he asked.

Danielle Parisi smiled at him, showing perfectly white teeth. She had dark brown hair worn in a ponytail and warm hazel eyes that twinkled with amusement. She wore a dark blue tank top that rode up her stomach, revealing her belly button and comforming nicely to the shape of her breasts. Light denim cutoff shorts showed off her thick runner thighs and Kyle couldn’t help but imagine them wrapped around his waist as he fucked her.

Our school’s top female track star and soccer player. I never would have imagined I’d be the one tutoring her throughout the school year.

His mind went back to the numerous tutoring sessions they’d had together at Danielle’s house. She’d struggled with math and was in danger of failing calculus, losing her athletics scholarship in the process. To be fair, he struggled with keeping his mind on tutoring instead of the way her big firm ass filled out the tight jeans she always liked to wear, but he managed to help her pass the class with a C+.

She’s so out of my league it isn’t even funny.

“Hey Kyle. Fancy seeing you on a weekend. It’s almost like when you used to help me with calc,” the girl said. She handed the pizza box to him.

“Y-yeah, nice to see you too. This your summer job?” he took the pizza from her and set it down on a small wooden table near the door.

“Mhm. Dad said I had to get one even though I got an athletic scholarship, which is totally ridiculous,” she rolled her eyes. “What about you? You doing anything this summer?”

Kyle shook his head. “Nah, not really. Just working on finishing my AP English test with Ms. Torres before the school year ends. Those extra college credits will come in handy. Maybe I’ll get a job after I graduate, but we’ll see.”

She giggled melodiously. The sound of it was captivating.

“God, you’re such a nerd, but I guess that’s what it takes to stop me from failing calc and sinking my scholarship. Thanks for that, by the way.”

“No problem. I was happy to help. So what’s the damage?” he said.

“Eighteen ninety-five,” she said.

Kyle nodded and reached into his pocket, withdrawing his wallet. He’d made a decent amount of money throughout the year tutoring his fellow students, but he tutored Danielle for free.

Withdrawing a twenty and two singles, he handed the bills to her.

“There you go. The extra’s for you,” he said.

“Thanks, you’re so sweet!” she pocketed the money. “So, I was wondering-”

Time froze. The translucent blue Dialogue Menu materialized in front of him.

Uh… whoops? That was kind of accidental. Sorry, Danielle.

Kyle gazed at the beautiful girl in front of him. He’d tutored her for months, but had never developed the confidence to ask her out. He, like many of the boys his age had been in fear of her father, the town’s chief of police. The man had insisted that they study in the Parisi kitchen instead of Danielle’s bedroom and kept a watchful eye on them whenever he was home.

I’ll have to be careful not to tip Chief Parisi off if I decide to do things with his daughter. Heh. My AP score with him must be in the deep negatives.

Danielle Parisi (305 Agreeableness Points)

Significantly less AP than Mom, but 305 seems rather high for someone who isn’t even really friends with me. I wonder if the value is a reflection on how she feels about me, or if my tutoring her all this time has brought her AP to this level somehow. It’s obvious that factors outside the Dialogue Menu can raise AP since Mom and Danielle started with points, but what exactly caused that point gain before I got the Menu? I’ve yet to actually try using the Menu on a complete stranger. Gotta put that on my to do list. Hm, let’s see here…

His eyes scanned over the available options.

<01> You look nice today.

<01> I think pepperoni pizza is great. What’s your favorite topping?

…

<50> Do you want to go out with me?

<50> Let’s go see a movie together.

…

<150> Make out with me for a minute, Danielle.

Wow… just wow. Can I really have Danielle make out with me right now without any debuffs stopping me?

His gaze settled on Danielle’s slightly open mouth and his decision was made for him.

<150> Make out with me for a minute, Danielle.

Time resumed. The crisp evening air kissed his skin.

Danielle moved her face closer to his. Her lips were curled upwards.

“That’s a pretty bold request, Kyle. I definitely wouldn’t have expected it from you,” she whispered.

He blinked owlishly at her. Was she somehow resisting the Menu’s command?

Her lips met his.

Stunned, Kyle could only concentrate on the texture of Danielle’s supple lips as they moved against his. The athletic girl’s arms circled his neck and brought his body closer to her. He felt her medium sized breasts mash up against his chest. His heart raced and his cock hardened, stretching the material of his shorts and rubbing up against Danielle’s pelvis. If she felt his erection she gave no indication.

Kyle moaned and let his hands settle on Danielle’s hips. He deepened the kiss, brushing his tongue up against Danielle’s lips. She opened them, allowing him entrance to her mouth.

“Hmh,” Danielle hummed. She flicked her tongue against his before breaking the kiss.

She grinned at him, her face still hovering inches from his. He could feel her breath on his skin.

“That was nice,” she said.

“Yeah…” Kyle replied breathlessly.

She glanced down at Kyle’s hands, which still rested on her hips.

“Uh, sorry,” Kyle withdrew his hands from her almost immediately.

Danielle giggled.

He heard the faint creaking of footsteps coming down the wooden stairs from the second floor.

Kyle turned and saw his mother walk into the entrance hallway. She wore a tight sports bra that barely contained her massive breasts. It left her midriff exposed and he couldn’t help but admire his mother’s toned stomach again. She also wore a dark blue pair of workout shorts that hugged her upper thighs like a second skin.

She really keeps herself in shape.

“Hey Mom, there’s someone I’d like you to meet. Remember the girl I said I was tutoring this year?”

Sandra Mitchell furrowed her auburn brow for a moment before nodding.

“Yes. Ronald Parisi’s daughter, right? You’re Danielle? I think I’ve seen you once or twice when you were younger.”

“Hi Mrs. Mitchell. It’s really nice to meet you,” Danielle smiled at Sandra

“I’ll say. Kyle’s barely stopped talking about you throughout the year. He seems to think you’ll be in the Olympics someday,” she smirked at them. "I'll let the two of you catch up for a bit. Don't be a stranger, Danielle."

She picked up the pizza and brought it into the kitchen which was at the other end of the entrance hall. Kyle couldn’t help but stare at his mother’s juicy ass as she walked.

Danielle’s eyes widened. “You told your mom I could make it into the Olympics?"

Kyle blushed. “Hey, anything’s possible. So… uh, I think you were say gonna something earlier before we um… made out?”

Danielle nodded. “Yeah, thanks for reminding me. You’re always cooped up inside doing school stuff, so I was wondering if you’d let me introduce you to the wonderful world of outdoor sports.”

Huh. Does she want me to go to a professional sports game with her or something?

“Of course. What do you have in mind?” he asked.

She reached a hand out to trail it along his left arm.

“You know how you tutored me in calc all year?”

Kyle nodded.

“I want to tutor you in athletics throughout the summer. Like a personal trainer, but free and much more fun.”

He raised his eyebrows at her. Normally, he and sports didn’t agree much with each other. He had his realm of academics and sports were a foreign country with which he had established an understanding of mutual avoidance.

But this could open up whole new avenues for me to spend time with Danielle and build up my AP with her. And who knows how many of her hot friends she’ll bring along with her or what sort of "exercises" we'll end up doing together.

Mind made up, Kyle smiled at her.

“Sure. Just name the time and place.”

“How does tomorrow after school sound?” she asked.

“I’d like to, but I promised I’d help my friend and his girlfriend study tomorrow. How about Wednesday?”

“It’s a date,” she grinned at him as he blushed. “Anyway, I’ve got a couple more orders to deliver before I’m done for the night. Later, Kyle.”

Kyle stared openmouthed as the gorgeous athletic girl walked to her car, her firm ass swaying in a way that almost seemed deliberate.

She pulled her car away from the curb and gave him one last wave before driving down his street, the setting sun lighting her way.