Slow Motion Part 5
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Robbie and I boned so much the next few weeks. I understood what Ashley meant. My friend was insatiable, and he was always super willing to shapeshift into my fantasies for a ride on my dick. Problem was, I cut curfew one too many times, and ended up grounded for a week. Being grounded at 18 is pretty stupid, but my mom says as long as I’m under her roof, blah blah blah. I feel more sorry for Robbie than anything. The guy needs sex right now. I hope he can wait for me and not go and fuck somebody else. That kind of thinking makes me feel like a jealous boyfriend. I’m halfway through my grounding when my mom calls me down from my room cause we’ve got company. I leave my room to find Mrs. Gonzales standing next to my mom at the front door. The Gonzales family have been our neighbors for years, and we have a great relationship with them. We each have a set of the other’s house keys in case we get locked out. I’m always keen to see Mrs. Gonzales though. The woman is a thick latina, and I’m for sure gonna ask Robbie to look like her when I see him next. Mrs. Gonzales gave me a warm smile and said, “Sorry to disturb you, Nate, but I was hoping I could borrow you for a moment.” “What for?” my mom asked. Mrs. Gonzales replied, “We’ll be on vacation tomorrow, and I wanted to see if Robbie would be willing to come water our plants. Some are very particular and I wanted to give him specific instructions.” Mom gave her a confused look. “I thought you left for vacation yesterday? I could have sworn I saw you and your husband packing the car.” Mrs. Gonzales hesitated, but recovered quickly. “Oh, that was just us making sure we had room for everything.” My mom nodded at the strange answer, but then said, “Of course Robbie would love to help. Take him for as long as you need, and then send him back over when you’re done.” I didn’t love having a new chore, but I was glad for an excuse to get out of the house. As soon as we stepped outside though, Mrs. Gonzales whispered to me, “Go get the spare key to her house.” My eyebrows shot up, and I looked Mrs. Gonzales up and down. “Robbie?!” I asked hopefully. She grinned mischievously back. “Go get that key you big strapping boy. I have a flower that needs watering.” I rushed back into my house and grabbed the neighbor’s key, and Robbie and I rushed over to their vacant house. Robbie’s clothes had melted off Mrs. Gonzales’s form by the time we made it to their bedroom, and he climbed on top and rode me till he came.
For the rest of my grounding I was able to go over and ‘water’ Mrs. Gonzales plants. I love every minute of it. I’m so glad Robbie found a way for us to be together. I’m curious to see if our relationship will become something more. But right now I think we’re both happy with just taking things…slow.
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