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I watched him push the mower back and forth in a wavy line in front of our house. His shirt was off and the sun glinted off of his sweat. The day was unbearably hot, and I had a hard time understanding how he was still going. I should explain. Freddy is the kid, well, I shouldn't say kid, he's about 26 years old, but my wife and I have known him for about ten years now. He moved into the neighborhood with his parents some years ago when my wife and I had just moved here ourselves. It was our first home and they were our new neighbors. Freddy was about 15 at the time. His parents had known since he was four that he had developmental problems. Nothing serious, but he had troubles in social situations. He had a hard time focusing and the docs told them he would probably never hold down a steady job. Well, fast forward to the present, and Freddy sure proved them wrong! He worked as a janitor down at the local Y. He still had difficulties with extreme shyness and interacting with adults (especially women), but he had a great rapport with children! He was always tossing them in the pool and playing Marco polo with them. He had even saved enough to get a small apartment of his own, although he had yet to take that step. He lived in the basement of his parent's house where he had his own kitchenette and some self-sufficiency. As a result he was still our neighbor. Several years ago when Freddy was still looking for a job, Heidi and I had hired him to mow our lawn once a week. He had known us for several years by then and was able to talk to us more than to most adults. He was still very shy around Heidi, to this day as a matter of fact, but he was able to look her in the eye on occasion. When he did eventually find a job, we kept him on as our lawn mower, partly because he seemed to enjoy it and partly because we liked having him around. So I was standing there watching him mow our lawn and my thoughts drifted back to a conversation I'd had with him a couple days before. We were down at the Y. Since he was not social, and got in free, he spent a lot of his time swimming and lifting weights. Sometimes I would join him, just to keep him company. This particular day he wanted to ask my opinion about something. He seemed more reticent than usual, so I was curious what was going to emerge. He looked at the ground for a long time before continuing. Eventually he began mumbling. He asked me is I thought he would ever have a girlfriend. "Well, of course Freddy. Any girl would be lucky to have you." "But, I feel so strange around them. I never know what to say or how to act. What so you think I should do?" I told him I would give it some serious thought and let him know what I came up with later. He was quiet for a little longer, and then blurted out that he had been masturbating a lot for the last few years and he thought something was wrong with him. Well, this surprised me a bit, but I did my best to assure him that there was nothing wrong with what he did. So this is what I was thinking about while I watched him sweating back and forth in our front yard. Eventually my wife came and stood next to me. "Damn, he must be hot out there," she said. I turned to look at her. She was in a short grey/green plaid skirt, showing well-formed legs and a white tank top (no bra). She was sweating herself and holding a glass of lemonade against her head. A few strands of her brunette hair were plastered against her forehead. Her firm, B-cup breast pressed strained underneath her shirt, and even though it was hot, her nipples were prominent. In short, she looked very good. Of course, I immediately thought of a plan to help Freddy. I turned to Heidi. "Hey, you like Freddy a lot and would do anything to help him out right?" "Of course. I love the kid. Why? Is something the matter?" She turned and looked at me with concern. "No, no, it's not that." I took a long pause. "Well, you know how gets around women." She nodded. I plunged on. "He asked me if I could think of anything that would help him in that area, you know, with his confidence and stuff and … well …" Her eyes narrowed. "You better not be suggesting what I think you're suggesting. You think I would break his trust like that!? You're fucking insane!" "No! Look, I just think it would help him, not hurt him!" I stopped and glanced out at Freddy. "He was asking for help." She looked at me for a long time. She then turned and looked out the window at Freddy. "Dammit. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing." She sighed. "Let me think about it." She walked off to the kitchen, and I resumed staring out the window. After fifteen or so minutes had passed, she walked back through the room, without saying a word to me and opened the front door. "Hey Freddy! Why don't you come in and cool off a little?" Freddy had just finished with the trimming, so he nodded and turned off the motor. He picked up a towel he had set aside and wiped his forehead with it and walked up the steps and into the house. Heidi handed him her glass of lemonade, which he gratefully gulped down. "Freddy," Heidi started, "I wonder if you could help me out with something. I have a large chest in my bedroom that I need moved and I just can't lift it. Do you think you could help me with that?" Freddy, still without looking directly at her, nodded. "Sure, I can do that." "Good." Heidi led him into our bedroom. I followed, and Heidi swung the door most of the way closed behind her. There was still a gap that I could see through. Freddy stopped next to the bed, and began looking around for the chest. We had no chest in the room. Heidi came up behind him and began caressing him shoulders. Freddy stiffened and a startled look came into his eye. He spun and began backing away. "I don't know … I think I gotta go," he said "Shhhhh. It's ok. I think you'll like this." "No, I gotta go." Freddy stepped to the side and began walking past my wife. But she stepped in front of him and wrapped her arm around his waist. Freddy was still trying to avoid eye contact, so Heidi gently lifted his chip with one hand and began kissing him. Freddy was scared, but this was also the thing he had most wanted to do for a long time. At first he did not react, and kept his mouth closed. But Heidi began licking his lips and Freddy began to react. At first, very tentatively, he kissed her back. His eyes were closed. Heidi moved her hands over his chest, and down to the now obvious bulge in his shorts. This made him jump, and once again he backed away. "It's ok," Heidi murmured, "this is natural. This is normal." She moved forward again, and began kissing his chest. Freddy once again closed his eyes. "Here," my wife said, "why don't we get you on the bed." She pushed gently, and Freddy fell backwards onto the bed. Heidi climbed on top of him. "Close your eyes." He complied and Heidi unzipped his shorts. He had no underwear on, so his erection popped out immediately. I was surprised, and could tell Heidi was as well. His cock was about 8 inches long and very thick. Heidi had only had sex with me, and he was both longer and thicker. But she took it in stride. She took his dick in her hand and began to gently jerk him off. Freddy immediately began to moan and his body stiffened. The fact that he'd never been with a woman was apparent. The moaning became louder, and after just a few second, Freddy convulsed, and began spurting cum. The volume was amazing. Heidi continued to stroke and Freddy came for what seemed an eternity. At last, he was finished. Heidi looked a little disappointed that it was the end. "Here." Heidi picked up his towel from the floor and began to gently clean up. "Was that nice?" Freddy nodded, but still looked apprehensive. But as Heidi continued to wipe, Freddy's eyes closed again, and he began to breathe harder. Heidi glanced down at the same moment I did, and to both our amazements, he was completely erect again! Heidi tossed the towel aside and sat back. Freddy looked up, "Should I … go?" Heidi shook her head. "No Freddy, you still have a lot to learn." Heidi stood up next to bed. She reached under her skirt and pulled down her underwear, stepping out of it. She then pushed her top over her breasts, but didn't remove it all the way. She climbed back on the bed and straddled Freddy's legs. His eyes were once again closed. Heidi leaned forward and took him into her mouth. Freddy began to moan immediately. She did her best to get all of his cock into her mouth. She would deep-throat him and then lick his shaft all the way from top to bottom, and then take him into her mouth again. She was fingering herself while she did this, and I could see that she was sopping wet. I was afraid that he would lose control again, and obviously she was as well; she only licked him for a short time before sitting up again. She pushed her skirt up over her hips and positioned herself over his dick. A drop from her cunt landed on his dickhead. She raised his cock and lowered herself on him. Freddy was in heaven. Heidi slowly sank onto the biggest dick she had ever had in her. Freddy immediately began moaning quite loudly. Heidi put her hand on either side of Freddy and began to move up and down, also moaning loudly. Freddy was losing himself in the moment. His hips began to move in time with hers. He thrust, then began thrusting harder, his dick coated with my wife's juice slid in and out of her. Heidi's breath became a pant, her mouth open, eyes closed. She took one of his hands and moved it onto her breast. Freddy began kneading her breast, pinching her nipple as if her knew what to do. His thrusting became more urgent, more rapid. His eyes were open. His other hand was now on Heidi's other breast, hands squeezing. Heidi had ceased doing anything. Freddy was moving enough for them both. Her head was thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut. Sweat rolled down her back. Froth appeared at Heidi's cunt- hole and Freddy's dick. He was hammering her. Her legs began to tense, squeezing his sides. Her breath was ragged, her low moan began, her legs were squeezing harder, and suddenly she was cumming, waves of orgasm rolling over her. This proved too much for Freddy. He yelled, buried his cock as deeply into my wife as he could and convulsed. This sent Heidi higher and clenched him as hard as she could, as they both came. Again, Freddy came for a long time, both of them holding onto each other. When they finally subsided, Heidi collapsed onto his chest. His sperm leaked out of her pussy and down her legs. Eventually they untangled themselves and laid on the bed for a long time. I crept away down the hall. When they finally emerged from the bedroom, I pretended I knew nothing. Freddy didn't look at me, but he seemed quite happy. In the years since, we obviously made the right decision. Freddy now has a steady girlfriend, and I'm sure she appreciates the guidance he received. It only took three more sessions before he learned the proper technique for eating pussy! END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 47