Free Love Thy Neighbor 1: Seducing Mr. Peterson by Joelle Cummings Page A

almost every day. I feel great!”
    “You LOOK great” I said, a bit too excited. I felt my cheeks grow hot, and Mr. Peterson seemed to blush a bit, and quickly changed the subject
    “Are you locked out?”
    “Yes, I lost my keys on campus, and haven’t had a chance to get a new set” I pouted.
    “Well let me just call your folks, and tell them that you’re here” Mr. Peterson offered.
    “NO! No, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to shout, it’s just that I wanted to surprise them, and if I call them and tell them that I’m locked out it’ll ruin the surprise” I said
    “Oh, I see” Mr. Peterson chuckled. “You’re more than welcome to come over to the house and wait, I was just about to start dinner. The misses should be home in a few hours”
    “Oh Mr. Peterson that would be GREAT! Thank you so much” I said fully grateful
    Mr. Peterson told me it was his pleasure, and took my bags from me, and carried them to the house. I noticed how his muscles were flexing while he was carrying my bags. He was so much more man than the guys on campus, and the new woman in me responded. My nipples hardened in arousal.

Chapter 2
     
    When we got inside the house, Mr. Peterson went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner. “Make yourself comfortable” He called out
    “Do you mind if I use your bathroom?” I asked.
    “No, go right ahead. I’m sure you remember where it is” He replied.
    I did remember, and I rushed to the bathroom to get a look in the mirror. I was desperate to see how bad it was. I was pleasantly surprised when I got to the bathroom. I looked the same way I did when I left campus, just a little tired around the eyes. I splashed water on my face, careful to avoid my mascara. The last thing I needed was raccoon eyes while trying to seduce Mr. Peterson. I couldn’t believe I was having these desires, but I was an adult now, and Mr. Peterson was the sexiest older man I had ever seen
     
    I had my work cut out for me. Not only was Mr. Peterson my dad’s best friend, he had known me since I was a booger pusher running around in pampers. Not to mention his wife was hot for her age, my friends put her in the MILF category, but it didn’t matter how hot Mrs. Peterson was. If I knew anything, it was that men get tired of fucking the same old cunt after a while, it doesn’t matter, they could be as hot as Pam Anderson, or Halle Berry, it didn’t matter. The trick was to remind Mr. Peterson how tired he was of his wife’s old pussy. Not that I had anything against the Mrs., but other than the fact that Mr. Peterson was my dad’s best friend, she was the only thing that could possibly stand in the way of having Mr. Peterson fuck me senseless. I decided that the best way to go about getting Mr. Peterson to fuck me, was to take a shower, and let him see my young firm body naked, wet, and available.
     
    I went back to the kitchen where he was throwing ingredients in a pot now, he looked so sexy over the stove. There is nothing sexier than a grown man that knows his way around a kitchen. I wondered if Mrs. Peterson knew just how good she had it, wondered if she sucked her husband’s dick on a regular basis as he so deserved, if she rode his face eager to cum all over his chin, or if she was like most women her age that has been married for a while. Neglectful, and only gave blow jobs, on birthdays, and possibly Christmas, and only threw her pussy at him if she wanted a new piece of jewelry, or furniture. I sat staring at him for a while, lost in my naughty thoughts about seducing my dad’s best friend. “Carmen…..Carmen, hello…….?” I could hear him calling, I finally snapped out of fantasizing. “Are you okay?” He asked
    “Yeah, yeah I’m okay. Um, do you mind if I take a shower? I smell like the airport, and I don’t want to smile like it when I see my parents” I said twisting my hair around my finger.
    “Of course. I’m sure I can find some clothes of Jens’ for you to slip on, you