I finished my soup in record time, hardly hearing any words my parents said about our new additions next door.
Leaving the table was a crafty conduct, I had to guard the wet p-r-e-c-u-m pattern.
Just when positioning myself behind the wooden barrier, eyeing up the knothole, the neighbours went indoors. Model car building occupied my mind when I went indoors thereafter. This was my time consumer as every friend was on some sort of weekend trip. My parents & I were eating lunch when the doorbell rang. Minutes passed, voices still carried from the front entrance. Mom noticed my arrival behind the opened door, stopping mid-sentence to introduce me to the person outside. "We need a secluded summer home away from New York," Kathie Lee explained.
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My Sweater-Meat "Kathie Lee Gifford" Fantasy By Dave D The fantasy fabrication you are about to read has me at age 14. A sweltering mid-August day begins nicely, intense heat progressively captured under the partially clouded yet bright morning sky.
My 5" boner snapped in palpitations under the boxer-type sport shorts that hung from my trim waist.
Summer heat made Kathie Lee dress for comfort – Barefoot & braless, her 5’ 8" frame hung clothes like never witnessed before.
Another Saturday arrived, heat was the conversation of everyone still.
It was my day to mow the lawn, plus, one week to go before my 15th birthday.Mom sent me downstairs to grab an electrical extension cord. Gifford needed it for reasons not recalled because I was dumbfounded by her imposing appearance. It was a little breezy, and Kathie Lee’s cropped cotton shirt billowed up, exposing only the bottom underside curvature of her pert, tearddrop braless breast.(No nipple showed, sadly.) There was no way she could stop the shirt from blowing up, as she needed both hands to hold her son and electrical cord.First popped out the 23-month-old slowly, as they do, then the busty Gifford. I couldn’t hide fast enough before hearing, "Hi neighbor." She stood with one hand waving.I paused shyly then yelled sheepishly, "…H-h-hello." I quivered as both came over.Chirping birds a plenty welcome me to the screened window.