Neighborhood Expansion Ch. 2

Living next to Hillary Scott was a blessing and a curse. A blessing, for obvious reasons: she was a bombshell milf who frequently laid out by her pool, tanning for hours on end. It was a curse for that same reason. She was untouchable for you. Off limits. But that made her even more alluring, knowing she was unavailable for you to pursue. For one, she was married. Two, she was the mother of your two lifelong friends, Maddie and Julie. Three, she was your mom's friend.

As you watched her saunter out to her pool deck that morning, you noticed she seemed extra curvaceous, but had no reason to suspect she'd actually grown bigger. You played with your dick for a few minutes, admiring her dark tanned cleavage and wide womanly hips. This was torturous, being kept away from someone as sexy as her... you racked your brain, thinking of a way to get over to the Scotts' house under some innocent pretense. Then it hit you -- you'd offer to go and clean their pool! It was cheesy and probably a little too similar to the start of most pornos, but you had nothing to lose.

You told your mom where you'd be and walked through the Scotts' fence, blushing at the sight of Mrs. Scott laying there. She didn't notice you approaching until you were standing over her.

"Oh, hi Josh. How are you?"

You tried your absolute hardest to maintain eye contact.

"It looked like you had a few leaves in your pool, I figured I'd offer to help clean it up."

She smiled. 

"Well now, isn't that sweet! I'm sure you have far more important things you could be doing, but you decided to come over and help an old lady like me. How considerate."

"I wouldn't say you're an old lady, Mrs. Scott."

She raised an eyebrow and smirked. 

"Oh? And what would you call me then, Josh?"

You struggled for a moment to say something. You thought about saying something flirty and perhaps commenting on her beauty, but that would be entirely inappropriate. 

"I'll just get started with the pool."

You grabbed the skimmer and dragged it back and forth across the surface of the water, creating a wake. All the while you were cleaning the leaves, you felt Mrs. Scott's eyes on you. It took every fiber of your being not to look back at her and ogle her massive chest. From time to time, you heard her flipping through the pages of whatever magazine she was reading. 

Unbeknownst to you, Mrs. Scott was struggling with desires of her own. A side effect of the pills she hadn't considered or thought of was heightened libido and arousal. Lounging by the pool with a fit, young man before her, Hillary was fantasizing about the mischief the two of you could find yourselves in. She loved her husband, of course, but... this was strictly a physical desire. She was allowed to fantasize, wasn't she?

Also on her mind were the GrowTech pills. Right now, she was 5'7 and had E cup breasts. She was half a foot taller than she'd been in the morning and her breasts had grown a whole cup size. Some of the growth had definitely gone to her already sizeable ass too, though she hadn't taken any specific pills for it. 

"I'm going to go and get a drink, Josh. Want anything?" she called out.

"Some water with ice please. Thanks," you muttered. She sauntered towards the house, her ass wobbling with every step, its cheeks bouncing mesmerizingly. 

She looks different. Almost like she's...no, that's impossible, you thought. For a second, you thought that she seemed taller, but you figured the heat must be playing tricks on you. It was a scorcher and the glass of water couldn't have come any sooner, you were starting to feel pretty dehydrated.

Mrs. Scott returned with you water and a cocktail of her own, a mimosa by the looks of it. Before she drank it, you thought she dropped something in there. Probably just taking her medicine, like most old people, you thought. She certainly seemed healthy, though. Particularly today, there was a kind of glowing aura to her. 

You returned to skimming the surface of the pool, while she laid down on her chair, her feet barely at its edge. She stared at the sky, evidently trying to get even tanner than she already was. No wonder her skin was such a golden brown, she maintained it religiously. Her tits rose off her chest, like two halves of a grapefruit. You chastised yourself for looking, but stole glances more frequently now that she wasn't paying attention to you. 

After 45 minutes, the pool was leaf-free and glimmering in the summer sun like a magnificent sapphire. 

"Mrs. Scott," you called softly. She was asleep. "Mrs. Scott!"

She stirred. Her feet were dangling a few inches off the end of the chair. She sat up and your jaw almost dropped. 

Her tits were practically falling out of her top. It looked almost like it had shrunken -- it was seriously revealing and if you looked hard enough, you might have been able to spot her areola. 

"*Ahem* I was just uh, letting you know that I'm finished."

She stood up from the chair, rising higher and higher. There was a glint of realization in her eyes as she walked over to you and stood next to you, looking directly at you. But you were 6'0, there was no way...

You saw she only had on a pair of flipflops. 

"So, I take it you've noticed my mid-life growth spurt, Joshua."

"Mrs. Scott, w-what happened to you?"

She stretched her arms and arched her back, thrusting her chest out. 

"I'll tell you all about it, but I think a nice swim first would do us both good. Don't you?"