This choice: Someone grabs James off the street • Go Back...Chapter #3Someone grabs James off the street by: Unknown As James reluctantly walked down the sidewalk towards Mary's house a shadow loomed over him. "Well, I didn't expect to see you out here this morning", a feminine voice calls out. James turns around and looks up but can't see who it is in the glare of the sun. The silhouette is thin and curvy and judging by the sound of the voice James has a pretty good idea as to who it is. She bends down, "What brought a handsome little guy like you out here, James?"
With the sun blocked out James could finally see her clearly. She was a tall woman, and thin, probably in her early forty's, but she aged like wine. Her legs were long and always smooth. She hade wide hips and a shapely rear that James loved to stare at whenever he saw her. Some would say you could bounce a quarter off of it, but James would rather use it as a trampoline. Her belly was flat, but not quite toned. Her long blonde hair is tied into a pony tail and fallen over her shoulder. Her big blue eyes look down at James and her soft fleshy lips purse as she talks. Although, there is one massive difference from her that James notices immediately. The once flat woman now has massive boobs. "Hi, Ms. Simmons", James says happily.
"James, you know to call me Vivian", she reminds him as she crouches and lowers her hand to allow James to climb on. James happily obliges as he loves to spend time with this neighbor. "So what brings you out here all alone?"
James sits on Vivian's hand and tries not to look at the massive cleavage she now has in her sports bra. She must have been jogging, as she is wearing a pair of tight yoga pants and a midriff bearing sports bra that allows for an impressive amount of cleavage. "Uh...mom sent me out to go spend the day with Mary."
"Oh, that Mary", Vivian asks.
"That Mary."
Vivian already knows of James little experience going down the throat of the irresponsible alcoholic. He has honestly told her more than he has his own mother. She walks down the sidewalk absent mindedly. She sighs and looks down at James in her hand. "Why do you have to go down to Mary's", she asks.
"Apparently I need to get something out from behind her fridge."
"That's it", she asks surprised. After a short pause she looks down and asks, "Would you rather spend the day with me?"
"Really, but how? Mary is already expecting me", James wonders.
"Oh, please sweety. We both know Mary is going to be passed out drunk long before she remembers you were supposed to show up", Vivian asks. "Come on, who would you rather spend the day with?"
She's got a point there. Mary will be unconscious in a few hours and your mom probably doesn't care. Vivian is like the awesome cool aunt everyone wishes they had, plus she's hot. "I'd rather be with you any day."
"That's what I like to hear. Let's head down to my house and go get some lunch", Vivian smiles. James loves her smile. "Oh, wait."
"What's wrong?"
"It's another two miles to my house from here. It'll take forever to walk, but I can't hold you in my hand if I jog. I'll have to keep you somewhere safe", she thinks.
James gets a dirty little idea in his head. He could suggest to ride in Vivian's awesome new cleavage. She was always a runner, and had a runners body. Since the last time she saw James she must've had implants. Then again, James doesn't want to make the day with the awesome woman awkward. Maybe he should to hear her ideas.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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