MILF’s Sexy Housewarming

By Tia Lascivo

Mature Annabel sees the new neighbors move in across the street. They're young and gorgeous. Annabel pays them a very sexy visit to welcome them to the neighborhood.

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Annabel watched from the bedroom window.

They went back-and-forth: truck to the house, house to the truck. Two guys unloading furniture.

New neighbors were moving in.

She stood and watched for fifteen minutes, curious about who they were. Annabel saw the wooden headboard make the journey; a mattress; a huge TV; cardboard crates...

Then Annabel caught sight of the couple: a petite twenty-something girl with long dark hair wearing a bootlace top and Daisy Dukes, shorts brief enough to show the undercurve of her ass, the boy well over six feet tall.

He caught Annabel’s attention immediately: broad in the shoulders and narrow at the hips. Long, long legs.

“Mm, delicious,” she purred.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Sep 5, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005301729

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MILF’S Sexy Housewarming

By

Tia Lascivo

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Copyright © 2022 by Tia Lascivo

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

All participating characters are 18 and Over

One

(i)

Annabel watched from the bedroom window.

They went back-and-forth: truck to the house, house to the truck. Two guys unloading furniture.

New neighbors were moving in.

She stood and watched for fifteen minutes, curious about who they were. Annabel saw the wooden headboard make the journey; a mattress; a huge TV; cardboard crates…

Then Annabel caught sight of the couple: a petite twenty-something girl with long dark hair wearing a bootlace top and Daisy Dukes, shorts brief enough to show the undercurve of her ass, the boy well over six feet tall.

He caught Annabel’s attention immediately: broad in the shoulders and narrow at the hips. Long, long legs.

Mm, delicious, she purred.

(ii)

Annabel left it until Saturday afternoon. Two full days. Time for the kids to settle in. Then, in a red, button-up sweater and faded jeans, straight, blonde bobbed hair glossy, make-up subtle, she left her house with a ‘for life’ grocery bag: less plastic, Greta would be pleased…

The dark-haired twenty-something girl answered the door.

Hope it’s not a bad time. But I’m a neighbor, Annabel said.

She pointed to her house across the street and then held up the bag.

Just a little welcome to the street.

The girl stared for three or four seconds, blank-faced.

Then she blurted: Oh, shit … Sorry … I mean hello … And thanks.

The girl took the bag. She smiled.

Cate, she said.

Annabel, Annabel put in.

She looked at Cate from under a frown.

Then asked: I hear an accent…

Cate smiled.

England. We’re both English, she said.

Oh, that’s fantastic. Annabel said.

Cate gave a half-shrug.

We came here with work.

Annabel nodded and pointed to the bag.

I hope wine’s okay. I never know these days. Everyone’s vegan or doesn’t drink … Sometimes it’ a real struggle for me. Girls don’t want to be girls; boys don’t want to be boys…

She smiled and shrugged.

Added: Anyways…

Cate looked into the bag. She nodded, smiling.

Uh-huh, no problem here. I’m grateful for wine … We’re carnivores … And, well, I’m a girl. Gary’s a guy. We’re happy that way…

Okay, so his name’s Gary. Is he your boyfriend, husband, cousin? Is he your brother…?

A pause as Cate glanced over one shoulder.

Then she looked at Annabel.

Said: Uhm, so, would you like to come in?

I don’t want to intrude, Annabel said.

But I wouldn’t mind getting a closer look at Gary…

"You’d be doing me a favor, really. I could use an excuse to put the unpacking on hold for an hour. We’re still putting stuff away. But if you’ll excuse the mess, it’d