The Mom Next Door

"Hi Sweetie! Smart move, going for a dip to get out of the heat," Mrs. Loomis says to you from her side of the fence.

You lower your hands, feeling silly trying to cover up the bits of your body already covered by the bikini. "Thanks, Mrs. Loomis," you reply back, meekly, covering your midsection with crossed arms. You're uncomfortable. It feels like you've been caught in the nude, because to you, it's almost like you are.

"Is the water nice?" she asks to you.

"Yeah, it's great," you reply curtly, eager to end this conversation and the humiliation it's bringing.

Mrs. Loomis beckons you with her hand, invitingly, saying "why don't you come hang out with us? There's no need to be swimming alone, on a day like today!" Every fiber of your being wants to decline, run back inside, and put on every piece of clothing you own, despite the heat, just to try and bury your shame. But ultimately, the guilt you would feel from denying a perfectly innocent neighborly invitation would be far greater than the simple embarrassment of the Loomises seeing you in a bikini for a little while.

So, begrudgingly, you accept, "yeah, sure." And you make your way over the fence and into your neighbors' yard.

Coming down on the other side, you look up and realize something that you could not have noticed before, with the fence in the way. Mrs. Loomis is completely naked. You unconsciously stare at her massive tits, her nipples like two menacing eyes, locked with yours.

She notices, looks down, and laughs. "Yeah, sorry, should have warned you. We sort of let things hang loose over here. Feel free to hop into your birthday suit, too! We don't judge! I don't know if you've ever 'skinny dipped' before, but I can assure you that it's nice!" The very concept baffles you.

"N-- No, thank you," you stammer uncomfortably.

"Suit yourself. No pun intended." She smiles and leads you toward the pool. As she walks in front of you, you can't help but marvel at how shapely her ass is despite her age. The appreciation is purely objective, though. By all other measures, you very much wish that she was wearing anything, or better yet, you wish to not be here at all.

As you approach the pool, you see Mrs. Loomis' daughter Dana stepping out of the pool. She graduated with you, in the same class, and she has always been the biggest bitch to you, growing up next door. When you were kids, she would steal your toys and push you off your bike. As you grew up, it evolved into nasty rumors about you. You hate her entirely.

And there she stood, climbing out of the pool, completely naked, and drop-dead gorgeous. Her tits are huge, but still manage to remain naturally perky, her waist is thin, her hips are wide, and her legs seem to go on for days. Her wet skin even glistens in the sun. She looks like a goddamn pornstar, and now you have to interact with her.

"Oh," she says airily, as she notices you, "hey," and she starts to walk past you. "Nice bikini," she says snidely as she passes, pinching at the side of your bottoms. You pull away, clinging to them as if she intended to pull them off. Before you can come up with a reply, you become intensely distracted by the sway of her hips and the motion of her bare ass as she walks away from you. She lies down on a reclining chair and grabs a book. In all honesty, you would kill to have the kind of confidence to just carry on with normal activities in the nude, but as it is, that's not who you are.

You hear their backdoor open, and then you are further distracted by a floppy, flaccid penis. You're sure that it's attached to somebody, but you're too stunned to notice right away. There's a goddamn penis in front of you.