Free Love Thy Neighbor 2: Mr. Peterson Takes The Back Door by Joelle Cummings

Chapter 1
     
    It was good to be home. My first year of college had been really fun, a lot of hard work, and really empowering since it was the first time I had stepped out on my own. I didn’t realize how much I had missed my family, and being home until I was actually here. I looked around the dinner table, and happiness washed over me. Everyone was having such a good time with each other. Not rare for my family, but rare for us to seem so genuinely happy with each other. I guess being away from each other really makes us appreciate one another.
    My dad told everyone that he had an announcement to make, and everyone hushed, waiting to hear what he had to say.
    “As you all know, we have a long standing tradition to have family dinner here at the family home. This year is going to be a little different. We’re going to celebrating the holidays with the Peterson’s this year” There were murmurs from all around the table. “I know, I know it’s not what you’re used to, but I think it will be really good for us, and them. We’ve been neighbors for 19 years, and Mr. Peterson is my best friend. I think it could do all of us some good” My dad said smiling.
    There were a few Okays, and even fewer questions about our family spending this year with the Peterson’s, but I couldn’t be more delighted. I had yet to see Mr. Peterson after the warm welcome home that he had given me, and the hospitality that he had shown me when I discovered that I was locked out of my parents’ house when I decided to surprise them, by not telling them when I was coming home was beyond compare. I was trying to prove that I was mature enough to handle everything on my own. What I thought was a total disaster turned into one of the best fucks of my life thanks to Mr. Peterson.
    Not that I had many, I was only 18, but obviously that the boys on campus couldn’t compare to a grown and sexy man like Mr. Peterson. I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he was able to make my body feel, the way my body responded to him. Unfortunately it seemed like we just couldn’t find a time or place to get together again, even though he told me that he would fuck me every chance he got while I was home. I barely saw him, and he never stopped by, and every time I had the opportunity to go over to his house his wife was home.
    I had the feeling that he might be avoiding me for some reason, I know that he thought what we did was wrong, and taboo, but we’re two consenting adults, even if I am barely legal. There was no denying the way his body responded to me that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, his cock was so hard that it could have chopped wood. More than likely after the buzz of us fucking wore off, the guilt of fucking his best friends’/neighbors’ teenage daughter, and cheating on his wife sunk in, and he was going out of his way to avoid being in a situation that would have him slip, and fall planting his huge cock into my tight pussy.
    I realized that I was lost in my thoughts after I heard my dad calling my name “Carmen, Carmen? Hello, earth to Carmen” he was saying. Everyone around the table was laughing.
    “Oh, I’m sorry, just a lot on my mind” I said
    “Yeah that’s obvious” quipped my sister with a giggle
    “Carmen, I asked you what your feelings were about spending the Holidays with the Petersons this year” my dad said
    “Dad, I think it’s a fabulous idea. I think we could all use a little quality time with our neighbors. The more the merrier” I said smiling. Knowing that I had every intention to get Mr. Peterson alone, and to get him to fuck me longer, and harder than he had the last time.
    “Okay, then it’s settled. Tomorrow night we’ll have our holiday dinner with the Petersons” My dad beamed.
                  I couldn’t help but wonder how all of this came about. Did Mr. Peterson invite us to dinner? Did he want to see me, just as bad as I wanted to see him? Or was this a way for him to