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

make it up to my dad that he had fucked his baby girl over his kitchen table? So many questions were running through my mind. At the end it didn’t really matter what the reason, all that mattered was that I was finally going to have a chance to have Mr. Peterson’s massive cock inside of me again. Fight as he might, there was nothing that could stop me, I was motivated by my youthful confidence, and fact that fucking my dad’s best friend was totally twisted. My dad always taught us “Love thy neighbor”, and that’s exactly what I plan to do.

Chapter 2
     
     
    There wasn’t much that I was able to focus on after my dad made his announcement about us having our family dinner with the Peterson’s. All I could think about was getting Mr. Peterson alone, and making him fill me up inside. I made sure to pick out my most appropriately inappropriate dress for the evening. Something that wouldn’t make my parents get on me about what I was wearing, but something that would make Mr. Peterson realize everything that he was missing every day that passed that he did not take advantage of the opportunity to fuck my tight young pussy. It was all I could think about before dozing off to sleep.
    I spent the next day preparing. I made sure that my landing strip was perfectly tidy, and that my pantie set was totally seductive. I had the perfect body spray, it smelled like cotton candy. Sweet, seductive, and gave a hint of innocence. Mr. Peterson wouldn’t know what hit him. I don’t usually wear heels, but I made sure that I had my sexiest pair of pumps ready, and waiting. I was giddy with anticipation. There’s but so much he is going to be able to resist. I wanted to make him crack the like heels of an old lady’s feet. I always get what I want, and tonight would be no exception.
    The evening had finally arrived, and everyone was ready to head over to the Peterson’s. I wanted to be the last to arrive, so that I wouldn’t be lost in the crowd, and Mr. Peterson would be sure to notice me. I hung back in the bathroom, and yelled for everyone to go ahead of me. Thankfully they listened, sometimes they can be a real pain in the ass about that kind of stuff, but I guess since we were just going next door to the neighbors’, it wasn’t such a big deal.
    When I finally arrived everyone was making small talk around the kitchen table. The table had not been set yet I guess everyone was too busy catching up to care. Mr. & Mrs. Peterson were scrambling about the kitchen making the final preparations to serve dinner. They looked so disconnected, like they were co-workers who were only in the same space because it benefited them to be. Instead of the light touches, half smiles, and brief gazes at each other that one would expect from a married couple, whenever they were about to cross each other’s paths they stepped out of each other’s was as if they were side stepping someone they hadn’t been married to for over 20 years. It was awkward to watch, but it gave me hope that my plan to seduce Mr. Peterson again would work. If there was this much distance between them in the kitchen, that could only mean that there was even more distance in the bedroom.
    Mr. Peterson turned to catch me staring, he looked like he’d seen a ghost, and he instantly lost the coloring in his face. We made eye contact for a while, before I saw his eyes trailing over my body. The face that had just been drained of color was now turning red with desire. I was wearing the hell out of my dress, I looked and felt incredibly sexy, and I would do everything to make sure Mr. Peterson knew it too. Time to play a little mouse trap I thought as I giggled to myself.
    “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Peterson” I called out in the most chipper voice I could find.
    “Oh Carmen dear, It’s so good to see you. You look absolutely stunning. Doesn’t she Robert?” Mrs. Peterson complimented me. I smiled, and did a big twirl. The way I used to do when I was a little girl and she