A mother

To his mild surprise, but not his disappointment, a busty blonde opened the door. She frowned for a moment, then smiled.

"Oh...you're the new neighbour, right?"

"Frank Castillo. Pleased to meet you. I'm just paying a visit to say hello."

"Donna Gillespie, the pleasure is all mine. These look delicious! Are you a baker?"

"No, I confess to buying them. There's a great Italian bakery not far away. The lemonade though, that's an old family recipe."

"Aren't you sweet? Come in for a minute. I'm afraid I have an appointment I just can't miss, but I've never been able to resist pastries!" As she led him into the house, Frank admired the sway of her ass and the fullness of her mature body.

She set out plates and glasses, taking a bite of one pastry that Frank put on her plate and smiling with pleasure.

"Mmmm, delicious! The girls can't miss this! Excuse me a moment." She swayed into the hallway, calling up the stairs. "Susan! Maya! Come down here please! Yes now!" She shook her head with exasperation as she returned to the kitchen. "Teen daughters are the worst! And I have two of them. Double the fun. Here they are. Maya, Susan, this is Mr. Castillo, our new neighbour. He's been kind enough to bring over some treats for us. Now I have to run, but I want you two to be polite and entertain Mr. Castillo for a while. These pastries are delicious! I'm going to take one for the road!"

The two girls glanced at each other, rolling their eyes slightly before turning to Frank with forced smiles. They were the two teens from the mall, and Frank saw a hint of nervous embarrassment in their faces as they greeted him.

"Try the pastries and lemonade," he smiled. "I think you'll enjoy them."

The girls murmured thanks and took tentative bites of the pastries. Their eyes widened with pleased surprise and the gobbled them, washing them down with lemonade as Frank smiled coldly.