A New Neighborhood - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

“Before you come in, can you please leave your shoes by the door?” she asked.

“My… shoes?” He blinked, and then, turned at his feet.

“Yes, please. I´m sorry, but one´s house it´s their temple. And you should not pollute a temple with outside impurities.” Impurities? Does she mean dirt?

He looked at her feet, she was bare-foot. She does mean her words. So… shoes off.

“Thank you.” She added.

This was a bit odd, but her house, her rules. Besides, she was kind while asking.

Robert took off his shoes, left them by the door and walked in.

He felt a bit odd, for once, he went ahead to meet her, and not the other way around.

Deborah and Bella, both of them came to him, introduced themselves, but this time the roles were reversed. He came all the way here, knocked on the door, and took the amazon lady by surprise.

Or maybe he was the one taken by surprise? He was hoping, at least thinking, she´d be of a more average height. But there´s nothing “average” about the 6´9” amazon.

Specially about her thickness, she seems rather… husky.

“I was thinking on chamomile tea, is that fine?” She asked.

“Sure!” He doesn´t know a thing about tea, is it like the ice-tea they sell at the store? “I´d love the… chamomile tea.” He said it correctly, right?

Robert´s mind was not on the tea, he´s an alien when it comes to tea, or tea parties, or brunch or any of those things that are not quite necessary for survival. He eats breakfast, lunch and dinner, any other thing, it´s just a meal between meals. A snack, as he´d say.

Tea time? Maybe the amazon lady was not quite that way, maybe she just liked tea at any time. This could be just one special occasion in which she offers tea to a visitor.

Now, that´s not his main concern, what´s mostly on his mind is the lady´s body.

She turned around and walked towards her kitchen, surely. As she left him back, he glared at her.

She was wearing a big, baggy sweater, which made it really hard to get a nice view of her curves. And on top of it all, she was wearing a long skirt. No chance on checking out her legs either.

She wore very baggy, and conservative words, maybe she didn´t want her body to be so visible? Perhaps, she wanted to hide it?

Maybe he was right, maybe she´s a chubby lady and feels self-conscious about her size? Well, she´s already super tall, maybe being chubby makes her feel even bigger than she needs to be.

Bella, on the contrary, was a sexy, fit amazon. She liked to show off her toned body, her sensuous silhouette.

She liked to tease him with her perfect curves, with her goddess-like body. The perfect mixture of thickness and muscle. Absolute sensuality, big enough to be intimidating, and yet, soft enough to arouse him.

Now, if we were speaking of thickness alone, Deborah comes to his mind.

She´s thicker than Bella, and much softer. She´s got more of a milf body. Thick, hefty and juicy, but her curves are so sexy, so perfect!

She´s plus-sized, and not only because she stands at 6´8”, but because of the curves on her thick body. A soft, large, matronal body. She indulges, he can tell, but she´s also active.

But, how active is Cassie?

From behind, she doesn´t seem so big, in fact, her hips are rather narrow in comparison with her front. Was she just belly? She wasn´t regnant, right?

No, there was something in her, something else. Her face, that´s not the face of a chubby lady, nor were her hands. He could see, even if just for a second, that she had thin, delicate hands. Bigger than his, sure, but thin and feminine. Not the ones of a husky lady.

The sweater she´s wearing disguises her figure quite well, he can´t tell how wide her back is. Her shoulders are wide, for sure, but that´s due to her height. He can´t see if she´s got a chubby back. And the long skirt doesn´t let him see just how big her ass is.

“Oh my, is that really why I came here?” During these few minutes, all he´s been doing is to stare at her.

Trying to understand the kind of body she´s got. Bella´s got an athletic, and voluptuous built; Deborah´s a thick, curvaceous lady; But Cassie? Is she like… the one who´s body is not as attractive?

Even saying that makes him feel bad. Not all of them can be muses, he thought, maybe they are all tall, but he shouldn´t judge a lady based on her body.

Maybe Cassie´s a nice lady, they all are, so why should he be bothered if she´s not a hottie as he thought?

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After a moment, she came back.

“Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I´m Cassandra, but you can call me Cassie.” She said, walking towards him.

Robert had set his mind, he won´t stare, not matter how much that sweater seems to bounce and jiggle as she walks. He´ll act like a gentleman.

“Nice to meet you, Cassie. I´m Robert, but you already know that, right?” He chuckled.

“Of course. You´re the new guy on the neighborhood, everyone knows you here… now, why don´t you have a sit, the tea will be ready shortly. Let me go and get some cookies. Be right back.” She was lovely, and her face was angelical. Those big, blue eyes, so kind.

No, he won´t relate the cookies with her being a foodie, he´s not concerned on her weight, and shouldn´t be concerned about her shape either. He´s not here to lust for her, he´s here as a friendly neighbor.

He only came here to chat, for a friendly, neighborly chat. That´s it. The tea and cookies only prove she´s a kind woman.

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They will enjoy each other´s company, that if she doesn´t mind him coming to her place unannounced.

She wouldn´t have offered the tea otherwise, right? Unless she was just being polite, then, the politest thing to do would´ve been to reject the offer?

Too late now, he´s already drinking tea with her.

Cassie´s place had some sort of Zen aura all over. Aside of the shelves full of books, the place seemed rather minimalistic.

They were sitting on couches by the coffee table, in this case the tea table. Her furniture had class, and she even had a special tea set.

A pot, in which she carries the tea, very important. Cups, each of them with the respective tiny plate beneath. Another one for the sugar, a small bowl for the cookies, and they all came in this silver tray.

He didn´t mean to stare, all he wanted was to chat with her. And he did.

He learned that she was a librarian, she´s always loved to read. She said that, when she was young, she pictured herself working at a library. Although, she didn’t make her living out of it.

But, once she could retire from her original job, she went on and look for a library where to work. Good thing the library downtown hired her in no time.

Now, even if she´s retired, she has the time to work at a place full of books. Hundredths and hundredths of books. More like thousands.

Hundredths must be the amount of books she´s got at her house.

Now, even if she shared all of this with him, even when he tried to maintain his focus on her, the tea and the cookies, he couldn´t help but to check her out.

Cassie was sitting right in front of him, and her whole attention was on him. It´ll be very hard to try and check her out without her noticing, but he managed to.

When she took a sip of the tea, she closed her eyes. First, he noticed how tiny the cup seemed in her elegant hands. With her long fingers. The cups are the perfect size to him, but rather tiny on the hands of the amazon.

While she closed her eyes, during that brief moment in which he took a sip of her cup, Robert´s eyes moved over her body rapidly.

The sweater was too baggy, no chance to check out anything. Were her arms chubby? Her shoulders seemed wide enough. But her hips… how are they?

She´s very tall, but even a woman her height managed to find a sweater long enough to disguise her hips. However, shouldn´t the sweater rise over her hips? If they were so wide, shouldn´t it get stuck around her waist?

What if she had love-handles? What if her flesh was pushing it down? Keeping it below her belly. And there he goes again, wondering if she´s got a belly.

She took sip after sip, served herself another cup even. During that time, he got a chance to check out her legs.

He can see, through the thin fabric of her skirt, that her legs are not as thick. The skirt falls over her legs, and lets him see enough contour of them to tell they are not the thick legs of a chubby woman. They seem more like… shapely legs, but of a thinner woman.

Which means, she carries all of her thickness on her belly? This is mean from him, why does he care? So what if she´s got a belly? Does he really mind?

Her hips, what he guesses are her hips, seem wide enough, and she certainly has thick thighs, not as thick as she would for a chubby lady, at least one who´s chubby all over, but there´s something about her that keeps him guessing.

In the end, he made a pause, what was he missing? Her age? That´s disrespectful to ask. Was she married? She mentioned something about never finding true love as she spoke about her love for books. Apparently, they had all the love she needed. Within romance stories and such.

No, he was missing a vital part, at least as he thought. Robert hadn´t seen her boobs, and that was important.

Were they small? They don´t seem to show, there´s no upper curve above what he knows is her belly. There´s no previous bump above, was she… all belly?

And, was that a problem? Well, he can´t tell, why would he be disappointed? He didn´t come all the way here just to check out her luscious body, he came here to meet her, and that´s what he´ll do.

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The conversation continued, and as it went on, as he shared a little about himself, things were getting more interesting.

“I hope you don´t get as bullied as me in this neighborhood.” Cassie said.

“Bullied? What do you mean?” She´s bullied? What for?

“Well, maybe bullied is… a strong word. But, sometimes, Debbie and Bella… they kind of make fun of me for being distracted.” She confessed.

“Distracted?” Distracted? He thought she was going to say something about her belly.

“Yes, I…” she adjusted her glasses, “I lose things a bit too often, and, well they are not mean about it, but they always remind me of the things I should do. I… feel kind of underestimated at times…” Bella seemed quite vulnerable for a second.

“I… don’t think you´re distracted. You… you´ve been doing great during this conversation…” was it some sort of attention deficit?

“Oh, no, I didn´t mean in conversations. I meant that, sometimes I pay more attention to other things than to the ones I´m doing. And I often lose things because of that. And… it´s hard to admit, but I am… a bit clumsy sometimes.”

Clumsy? Distracted? It´s something not everyone would admit when first speaking to someone.

Cassie doesn´t seem like any of that. But she wasn´t warning him in vain. This will all come to make sense soon enough…

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Clumsy? He couldn´t understand how a woman as graceful as her, as elegant while walking, while moving, could be clumsy.

Sure, she might forget one thing every now and then, and maybe she´s not always attentive to every single detail, but no one is. No one´s perfect.

And then, he completely understood what she meant.

It all happened quite fast. He was speaking about the ride Bella gave him to work, leaving aside all of the teasing and kissing.

And, as he was speaking, he noticed how Cassie´s gaze changed. For a second, she frowned; he was afraid she was mad about something he said, but it was nothing like that.

Soon after, she started taking deep breaths. Pulling air inside herself, why? It became obvious within a second, she was about to sneeze.

He really had no idea what to expect. She had her tea cup in one hand and she started raising her free arm. Maybe she´ll take a napkin? Maybe she´ll cover her mouth with it as a fancy lady? Not quite.

Perhaps, she´ll make a tiny sneeze? In contrast to her size but according to the elegance of hers? Not at all.

The sneeze was loud, she even jumped a little as she did. And something else happened too.

When she sneezed, she turned to the size, trying to cover her mouth with her left arm, since her right one was busy with the tea cup. The problem was, she didn´t put the cup down.

When she jumped, her hand twitched, and the motion and movement made her drop the tea. She was about to take a sip when she sneezed, and her arm was still in that position.

This all means, she poured the whole cup over her.

“Are you ok?!” He was worried she might have burned herself, the tea was hot!

However, it might have cooled down while it was in her cup. Perhaps, this was one of the reasons why they “bully” her. Maybe she´s that lady who´s always dropping things, which explains the clumsy part, and the fact that she didn´t see them, that would make her distracted.

“Oh, yes, I´m fine. Sorry for that.” She replied, her hair has moved a little as she shook, covering her left eye lightly. “But… oh my, looks like the sweater´s all wet now…” she was right, the cup might be tiny, but it still made a big mess. “I´ll take it off before it soaks my bottom top…” and so, she stood up.

She´s taking it off? Was this his chance to see how her body is? No sweater stepping in the middle?

Well, that´s right, but he was not expecting what happened next.

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Cassie stood up, towering above the 5´3” man like the amazon she is.

Robert was standing a few feet in front of her, with the coffee table in between them. He didn´t mean to bite his lip, this was not supposed to be a show for him. He just took a deep breath and turned at her.

Cassie removed her glasses and put them over the table, he was hoping she couldn’t see him staring without then. But just to be sure, his eyes were on her face at first, at least while she could see.

As she drove her arms to the bottom end of the sweater, and as she began to pull, he was getting ready to look down.

It all happened in some sort of slow motion, the thick sweater was making its way up, and at the same time, she was discovering her body.

First, he could see the end of the skirt, well more like the top. The area around her waist. He waist was not as wide as he thought, it wasn´t narrow, just the perfect waist for a woman her size. Fleshy, sure, but not too wide.

The sweater kept rising, the top she was wearing underneath was tight. He could see her stomach, a tight stomach. Which confused him quite a lot. Wasn´t he supposed to see a big belly? Instead, he was looking at a tight, sexy stomach. Her tight top was tucked on her skirt.

But, his greatest amazement came when the top made it past her rib-cage.

There they were, her boobs.

As she sweater went past them, they just bounced and jiggled like crazy. By then, her eyes were fully covered by the fabric of the sweater, which gave his jaw the chance to drop as he stared at the biggest breast he´s ever seen!

It all happened several times inside his mind. The boobs, bouncing up and down as the sweater was removed. Huge, enormous, titanic! Those boobs of hers were gigantic!

Wide, round, heavy, and they bounced so softly. The top she was wearing, it was stretchy, he can tell, but even that elastic fabric seemed to be overly extended over her gigantic breasts.

The fabric seemed to be a little semi-transparent over her boobs. It seemed to shine underneath the light as well.

Turns out, she had no belly, just a pair of gigantic boobs. Much bigger than Deborah´s, much bigger than Bella´s. He´s never, ever, seen boobs that big.

No belly, no, these boobs were so big that the baggy sweater seemed to create a huge tent. That´s why he didn´t seem to find her boobs, because she was ALL BOOBS!!!

Well, maybe not entirely boobs, that would be weird. But her boobs are the biggest, the sexiest and the most luscious ones he´s ever seen!

By the time she removed the sweater, they were still bouncing!

“Good! It didn´t went through the sweater.” Cassie smiled, bending over and reaching for her glasses.

Robert was dumbfounded. Her body was sexy, slim, with fleshy hips and surely shapely legs. However, her boobs, they were just so big! Even on her, a 6´9” amazon, those boobs look enormous! Colossal!

“I… y-yeah… g-good…” He´s in a loss of words.

Well, Cassie knew this was going to happen. It always does. Now, what to do?