A New Neighborhood - Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Chapter 3

Deborah walked in, to him it was as if she walked in slow motion. Towering above him with her statuesque beauty.

He could see the wind, gently moving her hairs back. Also making her dress dance underneath the gentle breeze. He couldn´t help his eyes finding their way down…

She walked in, with the casserole in hands. And as she did, leaving him behind a little, he glanced at her. More precisely, at her butt!

Deborah is a very tall woman. He´s unaware of her exact height, but she stands at 6´8”. But aside her imposing, really imposing, height. There´s a few other things he notices.

Aside of being dwarfed by her; being 5´3” meant most people were taller than him. But this lady is over a foot taller! Exactly, she stands fifteen-inches taller. But her height is not the main thing about her, even if that´s the first thing he noticed.

As he looks at her, as Robert glanced at her figure from behind, he realized she had a big butt. A BIG one! Deborah seems to be a thick lady, a thick amazon, to be precise.

Her arms hold some thickness, her legs look so thick as well. He can only imagine how plump her thighs must be, because of the looseness of the dress, but he can see her butt. So big that the dress´s skirt can´t hide it.

Her wide hips sway as she walks, and her big, heavy glutes bounce as she goes. She´s plump, thick, and so sexy. He can tell she´s a couple years older than him, well, more like a few decades. Perhaps, she´s on her mid-forties, still, she´s hot!

There´s one thing about Robert, he´s shy. That´s a fact, he never actually chose to chat with his former neighbors. But now, this woman just invited herself in? He won´t complaint, she´s the big one here, he doesn´t feel in command, even if this is his house.

Besides, she looks friendly. But that´s not the main reason why he just let her walk in. And no, he didn´t want to leer at her body either. He wanted to change, to interact more with his neighbors, and this lady right here. This tall, statuesque milf, she´s his neighbor.

“So… Deborah, you live here, right?” he felt so stupid. No, she doesn´t live here, she just comes around random houses dropping casseroles, he feels this is not a very smart question.

“Yes, dear. I live right across the street. At the yellow-pastel house. By the way, my door´s always open if you ever need anything.” She said.

“Sure.” He smiled.

Then, she took a couple steps forwards, looking at him with her warm smile, but looming at him. Her smile, as it gets covered with shades, looks a bit intimidating. “And I mean it, a-ny-thing…”

“I… I´ll keep that in mind. Uhm… thank you.” She´s too big, and he doesn´t know her. At all.

“Great! Now, where do I put this? At the kitchen? Or, maybe, are you hungry? Would you like me to leave it at the table? Hmmm?” She was attentive, kind, and maybe a little nosy.

Is this normal? Do people come inside other people´s houses like this? Well, he must be fair, maybe he knew the people who lived here before him. She´s not the outsider, it´s him.

“I…” he can´t deny he´s hungry, and his stomach, right now, chose to betray him. grooowwwl

The room was too quiet, and his stomach was too loud. She clearly listened to the sound of his hungry stomach, complaining.

“Oh, dear. I don´t like how that sounds. Maybe I just came here on time.” She said.

“Yeah, it… it seems…” he wanted to be buried alive, was that him? Did this just happen?

“Why don´t you let me put this on a plate for you. For both! How about we chat a little? Hmmm? Get to know each other, we´ll be living at the same neighborhood for a while, wouldn´t this be the perfect chance?” she asked, and she seemed like the kind of lady who´ll be persistent.

“S-sure! I… that sounds good… I guess.” He should´ve said something, instead of just doing what she said.

“Nice, I´ll be at the kitchen. Just wait here for a second, ok?”

“Sure.” He replied. Maybe he should follow her? It seems like he´s the one visiting her place, and not the other way around.

Besides, is it safe to let her take care? Safe to allow her to go over there alone? He barely knows her.

“Honey, where do you store your plates?” she asked.

“They are… still on a box. I… I´ll get them for you.” He added.

Maybe she wasn´t crazy, or dangerous; perhaps, she was just kind-hearted, and a little too proactive. But she seems like a sweet lady.

He chatted with her for quite a while as they ate. Deborah´s been living here for a while, a really long time.

She told him that the other neighbors also wanted to meet him, but she´s the only one who seemed to be free at this time.

“I told them we should come and greet you, welcome you to the neighborhood all together, but they are kind of busy. I hope you don´t mind, sweetheart.” Her words and her tone are gentle.

“That´s fine, don´t worry.” Deborah seems like a really sweet woman.

A sweet neighbor, which he doesn´t mind. But there´s also something else. She´s hot!

She might be older, and he´s unsure if she´s single. But she´s hot! He never really thought he´d lust at a woman like her.

She´s so tall, but height doesn´t really matter. She´s hot, really hot! So thick, and still, she´s got a sexy hourglass figure. She seems soft, and warm. But he knows that, beneath that dress, rests the body of a muse.

“Shit! Don´t picture her naked! She´s your new neighbor!” Robert couldn´t help it, it was hard for him not to picture her like this. She was sexy, thick and sexy.

“Well, it´s time for me to leave. I hope you liked my casserole, dear.” She said as she walked to the door.

“It was delicious, thank you.” He replied.

“I´m glad. I hope we can meet another time. Who knows, maybe soon…” she said.

“Sure, I´d love that.” He wanted to chat more with his neighbors, and a sweet lady like Deborah seemed like a nice start.

But he ignores one thing. He might´ve ogled at her “without her knowledge”, but she noticed. Nothing escapes Deborah´s eyes.

She didn´t say anything, why? Because this was exactly what she wanted. A small test, to see if he was into her, if he liked women her… size.

Later that night, Deborah received a call, one from another of the houses. Another neighbor.

“Yes?” she answered. “Of course I went to visit our new neighbor. How could I resist? He´s so handsome! You should´ve seen the way he tried to look away when I caught him glancing at my bosom. So cute.” Deborah said.

“I told you I´d go. It´s not my fault that you were busy…” she added.

Who was this other person?

Robert has no knowledge of who lives there. Who are the other people in the neighborhood? Well, right now, he doesn´t care much about that.

It´s late at night, and he can´t quite sleep. Why? Well, the image of a tall, sensuous beauty keeps popping in his mind. Deborah!

It´s late at night, and every time he closes his eyes and tries to sleep, Deborah keeps popping in his mind.

Her body, his mind kept running the sensuous images of her body. Her curves, her fleshy body. From his point of view, all the memories he´s got, she looks HUGE! But that only makes her female charms look way more impressive!

Her boobs were so big, what bra size does she use? And her butt, her glorious, enormous, round, peach-shaped ass! All of that sensuality of hers is having quite an effect on him.

Robert´s struggling to sleep, he´s trying, but something else is rising. Beneath the sheets, down, inside his pajama shorts, an erection´s growing. Every single thought of Deborah makes his member grow harder and harder.

“Stop…” he thinks as he closes his eyes tightly. “I have to sleep! I have work tomorrow…” How long can he actually sleep? How much is enough?

This has never happened, at least not recently. He´s awake, the thought of his sensuous neighbor keeps coming to his mind.

She was nice, right? She was kind, attentive. She welcomed him to the neighborhood! Then, why is he thinking of her in such a lustful way? She´s older than him, which means she could be married, the odds are high at least. Is he lusting for a married woman?

Who´s Deborah? Is it ok to feel this way? He can´t help but to feel a little bad about it. He just met her, and now, he´s having day dreams about her!

Wondering how she´d look in her underwear. Wondering how she´d look naked! What would it be like to see those curves au naturel? To see her naked flesh, and what´s more, to touch her?

This and more thoughts kept coming to him. This felt a bit disrespectful, she seemed like a kind woman, and now, he was lusting for her. Was he going to become that neighbor? The one who lusts for another neighbor?

The one who´s chances are none since the other party´s not interested? Deborah was kind, but no one really said her kindness was due to something else. That she was nice only because, like him right now, she wants a piece of him.

But he was wrong in that. But it´s too soon for him to know…

He finally fell asleep, but he was constantly waking up at night. Why? Well, let´s just say certain woman, who´s also very tall and fleshy, had a problem keeping her clothes on.

Yes, he eventually stripped her in his mind. But things never went as far as he would´ve wanted.

First, the zipper of her dress broke, and the dress began to fall off. “Oops!” she said as her clothes were slowly falling off her body. His heart skipped a beat as he desired to watch that glorious body naked! But there was one problem, it didn´t happen. She caught the dress and then, the dream was over.

He woke up. And that was the first time. The first of many…

There´s no way he can even imagine how she´d look naked. He´s got no reference and dreams are kind of tricky when they get to this part. For some…

He ended up waking up four more times. In every single one, he was about to see, to look at, to contemplate, to have a peek of how Deborah´s body looks when naked. But everything turned blurry, or the light was too bright behind her. Kind of the perfect censorship. And then, after that, he woke up.

He woke up at 1:00 am, at 2:00 am, at three, four and finally at five. His mind was so focused, so hooked in Deborah that he just couldn´t escape her thoughts.

The only result after this, because his mind never gave him an actual image of how Deborah looked naked, was that he lacked sleep. Waking up constantly at night is not good.

The question, how many hours of sleep are needed? The least amount of sleep? Some say you need, at least, six-hours of sleep. But that´s constant hours, uninterrupted hours. And he, well, Robert didn´t get those.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Came the sound of his alarm clock as the sun was now bright in the sky. When he opened his eyes, and turned at the window, he could see the sunshine coming in. This was a new day, and he wasn´t ready for it. He didn´t want to leave his bed.

“Oh man…” He was so tired, the only thing he could think of, that could fix this, was coffee. Two cups of coffee, or maybe three.

As he stood in the shower, in a cold shower so that he could wake up, all he could think of was Deborah. But this was not as lustful as last night. These were just questions, a bit out of guilt.

Was she married? Was there a chance she would be single? And if there was, is there a chance she´s into him? Now, this also led to other questions.

Will he be with a mature woman? Many others do, why not him? A sugar mommy? Maybe? But there´s something else, size. Isn´t the size gap too much? Would a woman her size ever be with a man like him?

The term short-kind exists for this type of scenarios. But, was Deborah like that? And there´s something else, can he please a woman that big?

As he looks at his reflection in the mirror, as he checks out his own body, he tries to put things in perspective. Not thinking on age, marital status, or anything other than size.

What´s the result? Not even weight, not even height, he didn´t try to guess any of those. As he tried to picture her thunder thighs next to his. Her long legs next to his. Her enormous breasts that are probably standing taller than he is, as he tried to picture this woman standing next to him, dwarfing him entirely.

The only conclusion he came to was one, she´s a monumental woman!

He´s not much of a dreamer, not one to have really high hopes. Or to think everything will work out fine. Or lie to himself and hope it will all come to the best result possible. He´s more realistic. And being realistic, there´s no chance a woman her size will ever see something on a man like him.

“She´s like… super tall! And I´m just 5´3”…” he thought, but he left an open window, just in case. Since she was very pretty, he also thought: “But, if she gives the first step… I won´t complaint.” Let it happen, whatever has to happen.

With that “fixed”, there´s only one other thing to fix. Coffee, and some breakfast.

Since he moved farther away from his job, he needs to wake up earlier. He had a terrible night´s sleep, it wasn´t quite a good start. But at least he owns a house now…

Coffee and a toast. Simple, enough. Carbs, protein on the milk, healthy fat from the milk, and whatever else he might need. He´s unaware of a balanced diet, but that should be enough, right? Or so he thinks…

If he wanted to be on time at work, then he must leave his place before 7:30 am, and as he exit the front door of his new house, he could see that he was on time. The clock on his phone marked 7:25 am, five minutes earlier. Pretty decent…

He spent another minute making sure he got everything in order. Phone, wallet, both shoes are the same. He´s wearing pants, his shirt´s properly on, he´s got a belt. Lunch? Nah, he´ll grab whatever´s on the cafeteria today.

He can recover his sleep tonight. Right now, what he needs to do is forget about Deborah. Else, he might end up fantasizing about her at work, and that´s not convenient.

“Hopefully she´s not around…” he thought, the last thing he wants is to see her and find himself overwhelmed by her once again.

But he was sure she won´t be around. At this time, she might be asleep. Or fixing herself some breakfast. Probably watching the news, or a newspaper, he´s unsure. The only thing he´s attempting to avoid is a distraction.

She had such an effect last night, it´ll be a shame if she does the same today. But he´s safe, she won´t meet him this morning. Still, someone else might…

He walked past his front yard and was now on the sidewalk. Making his way towards the bus stop. And then, off to work. He will probably make it there ten or fifteen minutes earlier.

Now, as he makes his way, someone seems to be approaching at the distance.

Little by little, he can listen to the steps, coming closer. This person´s jogging. For a second he smiled, someone´s active today! But as this person approached, he could notice something else…

This was not just any person, this was a woman. But it wasn´t Deborah, he was sure about that.

He looked straight at her, maybe for too long, only wanting to make sure this wasn´t Deborah in some morning run. And it wasn´t, this lady was very different…

Her skin was tanned, her hair was of a dark brown. Definitely not Deborah. But as she approached, he noticed something else. She was tall!

At the distance, it´s hard to know someone´s height, but when they get closer, it comes clear. And this woman, she was tall! But how tall?

At the distance, 5´10”, but she kept coming closer, maybe six-feet-tall? He wondered, and the closer she got, he noticed something, she might be as tall as Deborah!

Another woman her same height? In the same neighborhood?

Maybe he was wrong about that, this woman wasn´t as tall, she was taller!

She came to him, running now in slow motion. Her body was not just tanned, she was fit! Unlike Deborah, she wasn´t thick. She seemed like a woman who works out. Her thighs were big! Her waist was slim, and trimmed…

He can see her naked torso, she´s wearing tight shorts and a sports bra. With a cap and sun glasses. But he can tell one thing, as he looks at her statuesque, Greek-goddess-like body, he met her face, and she´s looking at him!

“Fuck! Am I peeping at her?” It´s obvious, he kind of is. But there´s one thing, she doesn´t seem to mind.

In fact, this is what she´s thinking:

“Well, there he is. Mmmm, he´s handsome. And, aww, are you blushing? Yes you are, you´re looking at my body, aren´t you? I wonder why he´s so obvious? Well, that´s kind of cute.” She thought, not minding at all.

There´s one thing for sure, this is her chance to meet him. Her chance to meet the new neighbor. And this fit lady won´t waste that chance…