The Neighbor #3 (The Neighbor #3)

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like I was drowning and out of place. I
should have known better and allowed Ryder and Sam time alone. My parents never
divorced, but I knew the situation was uncomfortable for Sam.
    “Why don’t we grab some take-out and watch a
movie. The two of you will have to excuse me for a bit while I finish some
work. It will give you some time to discuss what we will eat.”
    I shot Ryder a look of panic. He was being a
jackass for leaving Sam and me alone. Ryder walked out of the kitchen and I was
alone with a kid whose father just had his hands on my tits.
    “My mom calls my dad the absent minded
professor because he forgets things a lot. What do you feel like eating?” Sam
asked.
    “There is a new vegan restaurant down the
street. They have a kids menu,” I said with no enthusiasm whatsoever.
    “Vegan?”
    “Yeah, like no meat or dairy.” His face took
on a look of horror. “Well, I thought that since both of your parent’s are
athletic. No Vegan huh?”
    “Jenna. If you’re trying to impress me, vegan
stuff is not the way to do it,” Sam said.
    “Well, Sam, if I were trying to impress you,
what should I suggest?”
    “I like ice cream—a lot.”
    “Me too! I know your father has some of that. I wonder if he has any frosting? ” I said.
    “You mean the Betty Crocker stuff? It’s the
only kind my dad uses. I sometimes eat it with a spoon. Ever mix it into the
ice cream?” Sam asked.
    “No, but I’m gonna find out. I think we will get along just fine, Sam.”
    Ryder joined us in front of the television.
Sam and I were sitting with our feet up devouring pints of ice cream topped
with frosting.
    “What are you pigs watching?” Ryder smiled. I
passed a very important test.
    “We’re watching Sharknado 2,” Sam said.
    I turned around, shrugged my shoulders and
smiled.
    ****
    We were lounging on the couch when Sally
returned. The afternoon flew by. It was nearly impossible for Ryder and me to
keep our hands off each other, but we managed. Sam shook my hand goodbye, which
melted into a hug.
    “Thanks, Ryder. I hope I did not intrude on
your lesson time. Thank you, Jenna, for being so patient. I know your time is valuable
also with school,” Sally said.
    “Okay then, Sally. I will plan on seeing you
next weekend,” Ryder said.
    “I will bring Sam over after 5 PM as long as
it doesn’t mess with your schedule.”
    “I don’t think Jenna and I have anything
planned. We will be here.”
    I couldn’t believe Ryder just let the cat out
of the bag with his ex-wife. I was speechless.
    “I see. I will be going. Nice
to meet you, Jenna.”
    Ryder looked to me for some sort of reaction
after he closed the door.
    “I couldn’t help it. She was being a bitch by
talking down to you. You may not have picked up on it, but I know her tactics
well. All that I really care about is you and Sammy. He liked you a lot. Like
father like son.”
    “I can’t be mad at you but I hope she doesn’t
run her mouth,” I said and punched Ryder in the arm.
    “Ouch—hey I owe you a spanking. Get over here
naughty girl.”
    Ryder chased me throughout his house. He
caught up to me in his bedroom where he threw me down on his bed. He kissed me.
    “You smell like ice cream,” Ryder said as he smothered
me with kisses. “Conservative Jenna is cute and all, but let’s see what you
have beneath these jeans. Oh, look here. No panties.”
    “I have to do laundry. I’m all out.”
    “I like it this way. Why cover up such a
beautiful pussy. May I?” Ryder asked as he stroked me.
    “You don’t have to ask permission, Ryder.”
    It was Saturday night and I had nowhere to be.
It was a fun night, as it usually was when we were alone. We had sex, rested,
and played some more. Ryder had a drawer filled with oils, lotions, and emollients.
We tried them all and I made a mental note of a few I could tell Eric, my
bathroom buddy, about.   The next morning,
we slept in late and I finally presented Ryder with breakfast in bed. He

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