Penny went to every neighborhood party, sure, because the backyard grilling and beer were a nice break from her real work. The cheap beer didn't taste very good, and the ice in the coolers was mostly melted by the end of the night, but Penny liked the camaraderie. But on the summery Saturday evening, she scanned the crowd of families enjoying the last of the outdoor weather before winter. It had been a mild summer so far, but that would change soon.
Her gaze fell on a boy and her mother. She recognized them as the Jameson family. The mother was Alicia Jameson, and she was quite polite when they'd spoken. She was quite a bit more curvy than Penny, and Alicia's chest gave her little sparks of envy to her modest own. Next, her gaze came to Alicia's son, still quite young. His name was Sam, and he was cute and thoughtful, as a properly raised boy was.
Penny set her plan into motion, walking towards the two, swimming through the crowd of other people. "Mrs. Jameson?"
"Ah, Penny! What a pleasant surprise." Alicia said, smiling warmly.
"Likewise! I see you're not interested in the adult raffle prizes," Penny said, gesturing over to the other side of the backyard party.
Alicia raised an eyebrow. "There's a raffle? I didn't know!"
"Yeah, and they've thrown in some adult stuff, so it seems it's for the adults," Penny said with a smirk.
"That sounds interesting," Alicia said slowly, then glanced over to Sam. "Honey, you don't mind if mommy goes for a bit?"
"But I don't want you to go," Sam protested.
"You can spend time with Penny. That okay?" Alicia asked him.
"Fine." Sam said, crossing his arms.
Penny watched as Alicia took off, trying to find a raffle that wasn't there. She wouldn't have too much time, but it was enough. "So, you're Sam, Alicia's little angel?" Penny said smoothly.
"I guess so?" Sam said, shrugging.
"Let's go inside, I wanted to catch up with you." She took one hand around Sam's back and led him toward the sliding doors to the kitchen.
They went inside the house, and Penny continued bringing him along towards the stairs. "So, how old are you?"
Sam seemed a bit uninterested. "I'll be eleven next month."
"Wow, you've grown since I've last saw you!" Penny said, leading him upstairs.
"We're going upstairs? Are you sure the Wilsons will like us going there?" Sam asked uncertainly.
"I'm sure they won't mind," Penny quickly replied, gently leading him up each step with a soft push on his backside. "The first time I saw you, was when your mother brought you to the community center for the playgroup. You were a little cutie!"
Sam laughed a bit. "Oh... yeah."
Penny finally reached a bedroom, and quickly got Sam inside. She closed the door, and turned to Sam. "Does Alicia still breastfeed you, Sam?" She asked, moving towards the bed.
Sam blinked. "Uh, no?"
"Would you like me to?" Penny asked with a soft smile, pulling the front of her dress down, exposing her fair-sized breasts.
"Penny?!" Sam gasped, blushing a bit.
Penny spoke with an extra sweetness, to convince Sam. "It doesn't matter if someone other than your mommy gives you milk, right? I'm a good friend of your mom!"
Sam's blush grew darker. "Well... yeah, okay?"
"Good! Now lie down for me," Penny said, hopping on the bed, and patting her lap.
Sam crawled over to her, laying down, face terribly red. She cradled his head in her hands, and slowly guided him to her bosom. She lifted him up and pressed him against her breast, which made his face burn even hotter. "Just like this..." Penny said softly.
Penny felt a heat all over her body as her devious plan had worked. Alicia had no idea her son had been swept away by a better mommy, and that made it feel all the better.
"Your mommy never lets you do this anymore, does she?" Penny asked with a sweet smile.
Sam stopped for just a moment to answer. "Mom thinks I'm too old for it."
"Oh, but you're not," Penny said softly. "How is it? Much more manageable than that... cow, yes?" she teased.
Sam was flustered. He felt as if he was cheating on his own mother's affection, but this mysterious lady that had took him to this quiet place and began doing motherly things to him felt really good. It wasn't like Alicia was a bad mother, but she was always busy, and this woman named Penny seemed to want to spoil him in motherly affection.
He nodded at Penny's question.
"I'm producing so much milk, so you're really helping out, Sam. You're such a good boy!" Penny cooed.
Sam wasn't really sure what was happening, but he decided to bury his uncomfortable feelings, and enjoy this secondary motherly attention from Penny.
Penny knew it was wrong, but it felt so good to be this close to a child again. It reminded her of her own children. She couldn't help but press Sam's head harder against her chest. It could only imagine how angry Alicia would be if she knew she did this, and it made her even more thrilled to do it.