An Erotic Story
Mrs. Helen Johnson is our neighbour, a widow, and the nosiest, snobbiest little old bitch in the world. I know because I spent all my teenage years as her virtual slave-boy. The worst of it was that She had my Parents completely suckered in, being that She was a sixty three year old ‘poor’ widow. Anytime ‘Auntie Helen’ needed yard work, groceries, any chore at all, She wouldn’t hesitate to call my Mom, who would send me, the strong young guy, right over to the old bitch.
In case you think Im just a slacker, let me describe ‘auntie Helen’. She’s about 5′ ft 2, and 98 lbs, while not unattractive in any particular feature, She manages a permanent ‘sour grapes’ look on her face at all times. Her grey hair is always held back in a tight bun, Her tits always pointing straight out, thanks to some old style bra worn under Her white blouses. She always wore blue polyester slacks. Pleated of course. Her pants only made Her no-ass chicken legs more annoying to me. I spent the years from 13 to 18 pulling weeds, shoveling snow, whatever Auntie Helen ordered me to do, all the while having Her correcting me; ” these are not the apples I wanted” .
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