Lisa, stood at her bedroom window watching her neighbor Miss Lawson sun-tan. I can't believe she has such a great body, even though she's in her 40's. Lisa thought this everytime she saw her neighbor. In fact she envied her, for her large breasts, which Lisa often wondered how they felt. If there was ever anyone Lisa wished to look like, it was Miss Lawson.
Heading down the stairs, she checked the phone for messages. There were none. Her parents wouldn't call until later. They had gone to Cuba for the week, and left her alone to the house. She was just getting ready to head into the kitchen when she heard a knock at the front door. She opened the door. Miss Lawson stood there, still wearing her bikini.
"Hi Lisa, how are you?" Lawson asked smiling softly. Surprised Lisa answered "I'm good and how are you?" Lawson's smile remained present, and then she repiled "I'm sorry Lisa to bother you, but would you be able to help me get into my house? I somehow managed to get locked out, I guess it's cause I'm blonde." She laughed slightly. Lisa nodded yes, and then asked " How would you like me to help?" "Well either your or I has to go through the bedroom window, and then unlock the door, come on over and I'll show you ok?
Lisa followed Miss Lawson to the back of her house. She had glanced at the woman's ass twice, thinking to herself that it's impossible for this woman to be in her 40's. "So what do you want to do Lisa, lift or go in." Lisa glanced at the window. "I guess I'll go in, unless you want to?" Lawson laughed softly and then replied "No, I trust you Lisa, besides I'm not going to turn down the offer of not climbing through the window."
A moment later, with help from Miss Lawson, Lisa found herself standing in Miss Lawson's bedroom. Outside she heard "Lisa, are you ok, did you make it?" "Yeah I'm fine she replied. Something on the bed caught her eye, and she knew what it was immediatly. A vibrator. "What in the hell, would she need that for, she could have anyone she wants!" She whispered heading out of the bedroom. At the sliding doors of the back, she unlocked and opened it. Miss Lawson came through, and gave Lisa a hug. Lisa could feel Lawson's large breasts resting against hers as she did so. Somehow the thoughts of this excited her. "Thank you Lisa, I appreciate it so much!" She said this as she hugged Lisa even tighter. "It was no problem, Miss Lawson." Lisa replied getting ready to leave.
"Lisa, first of all you can call me Susan, second, I intend to reward you for you hard work, with dinner." Susan stated crossing her arms across her breasts. "Miss Lawson, I mean Susan, you don't have to do that! It wasn't a problem." Susan smiled and then replied " I won't take no for an answer, and besides, your parents are away, so I'm sure you'd like a nice cooked meal." Lisa giggled softly and then answered "Sure, because, I'm getting a little tired of McDonalds."
As the sun sat over the horizon, Lisa headed over to her neighbors house. Hoping that she looked okay. She knocked on the door, a moment later Susan opened the door. She wore a tight fitting tee shirt and a short skirt which revealed her long slender thighs. "Lisa, you look great!" Susan said gesturing for Lisa to come in. "Thanks." Lisa replied, not sure if the comment was out of politness or if it was really meant. "You look, great too." Lisa replied feeling slightly out of place. "Thanks, Lisa. I hope you enjoy pasta?" "I love it!" Lisa answered as she followed Susan into the dining room.
As they ate, Susan brought out a bottle of wine. "Do you like red wine?" Susan asked filling up the glass in front of Lisa. " I don't know, I've never had it before." A small smile formed on her mouth, then she added "I'm only eighteen." Susan smiled and said "Well your old enough, in my opinion." she filled the glass. By the end of dinner, Lisa felt a little tipsy, but she didn't say anything about it, nor did she decline the next couple of glasses.
After dinner, Lisa and Susan sat on the sofa. Susan told Lisa about running her massage parlor, and spoke of her marrage she had gotten out of the year before.