“W…what are you talking about?” I stammered. “Sean, I came in the front door five minutes ago. I looked in the back and saw your mom in the pool and figured I would just head on up here.” She pointed at the window, “There are woods on two sides of the yard and the next door neighbors are in their eighties. So unless you’re whacking off to trees or you got a thing for old ladies in walkers, your mom is the only thing out there.” She folded her arms and cocked her head at me as if daring me to dispute it. Even as my mind raced for some type of explanation I couldn’t help but look at Erin and consider myself a lucky guy. Erin was on the cheerleading squad at URI and was totally a stereotype of one. She was tall, blonde, blue eyed and had a athletic body that featured a set smallish, but perfectly shaped tits, and a pair of long well shaped legs that rivaled my mother’s as the nicest I’d ever seen. It dawned on me even as my eyes lingered on her perky little tits that things were starting to get out of hand when I was comparing my girlfriend’s body with my mom’s.
