Jerry turned away from the computer desk, looked over at Mrs. Wilson, and said, "I think I've got all the problems sorted out. You sure had made a mess of this thing. I thought there for a while that I'd have to format it and reload Windows. Is there anything else you need for me to do?"
Mary Wilson had been sitting on the side of her bed, watching the tall thin young man as he worked on her computer. A faint smile played around the corners of her mouth as he asked the question. The sexual scenes that had been running rampant through her mind as he worked would have probably scared the poor boy to death, if she were to verbalize them.
The rumors around the neighborhood coffee clutches, had been running wild for the last few months, about the young computer geek that was hung like a horse and could eat pussy with the best of them. The problem was how to find out the truth in the rumors, without making a fool of herself.
"I'm sorry to make it so hard on you, but I know nearly nothing about the workings of that thing. I turn it on and use it. That is, if it feels like cooperating." She replied to cover her own nervousness and to give herself time to think.
"Computers are easy. All you need to do is to learn how they operate. What each part of the system does and how it's interconnected with the rest of the system. What are you having problems with?" Jerry asked.
Sensing an opening that might lead to where she wanted to go, she said, "Those file and folder thingies, have me all confused. I've tried to sort my e-mails and pictures out. You know, put them in some kind of order but I can't seem to get things moved to where I want them."
Jerry chuckled and said, "That's no problem. Here let me show you how to do that. First you have to make the folders that you want and then you drag the e-mail or picture over to the right folder." Jerry's hands were on the mouse and keyboard as he was speaking.
"Whoa." Mary said with a soft chuckle. "Slow down and let me see what you're doing."
She got off the bed, moved over beside the boy, and rested her hand on his left shoulder as she bent over. Her left breast was pressed tightly against the back of his right shoulder. The low cut blouse she had on gaped open. If he turned his head, he would have an excellent view of her bare right breast. That should get the ball rolling, she thought with a grin coming to her face.
"Now, go slowly, so I can figure it out as you do it. Let's start with the pictures in the My Pictures section of My Documents. It all one big jumble and I can't find anything."
Jerry clicked on My Documents and then on My Pictures. Mary held her breath as he clicked on View and changed it from list to Thumbnails. Her family pictures were on there but there were also some pictures that she had taken as she had played in front of the web cam. There was also a set of pictures that her husband had taken of her, when they had been on vacation in Mexico. They had spent a day on an isolated beach and she had been able to run around completely naked. The warm sun and cool breeze off the ocean had had her hornier than hell and she had shown it.
As the thumbnails filled in, she felt Jerry stiffen and then relax. "Are you sure you want me to see these?" He asked softly.
Mary laughed nervously and replied, "Well, it's a little late now. You wouldn't say anything to anyone, would you?" She asked softly.
"No way, I know when to keep my mouth shut." Jerry said, turning his head to look at her. She noticed the slight pause as his eyes went across the front of her blouse. They paused a little longer as he turned back to the computer screen.
Mary felt herself getting even wetter. Her little g-string had already been sopping from her earlier daydreaming but now there was a literal flood as this boy looked at her breast. It made her feel so raunchy. She was nearly old enough to be his mother, if the truth were known, but right now her interest was anything but motherly.
"Uh, what do you want to move and what name would you want on the folder?" Jerry asked a little hesitantly.
"Lets start with the Mexico vacation pictures." Mary said. "Mexico vacation is a good name for the folder."
Jerry showed her how to make a folder, name it, and then how to drag and drop the pictures into it. As Mary showed him which pictures to move, he wished he could open a few of the thumbnails and look at them closer. He had known that Mrs. Wilson was a beautiful woman but hadn't had any idea of how well she was built. Damn, she was gorgeous, he thought as he felt his manhood harden and strain against the leg of his shorts.
Mary watched Jerry closely and tried to follow what he was doing but kept getting distracted by the growing bulge in the left leg of his shorts. When it jerked and twitched it looked even larger. My God, that thing couldn't be real, she thought to herself.
She grinned as a thought crossed her mind. "Ok, lets switch places so I can try it." She said quickly before she could change her mind.
Jerry froze and glanced up at her for a second, a deep blush covering his face up to his hairline. "Uh, let me show you how to move the e-mails first." He stammered.
Mary almost laughed but held herself in check as she replied, "It works the same as the pictures, right. Then I should be able to do it the same way you did it."
She moved to the side, giving him room to get up. As she straightened, she felt the thin material of the blouse slide across her hard nipples, a tingle running from them straight down to her pussy. She felt herself shiver slightly.
When he didn't move, she said, "Come on, let me in there before I forget."
Slowly Jerry stood up, turning away from her as he did. He stood with his back to her, waiting for her to sit down. He figured when she did, he could move behind her and she wouldn't see his major hard on. Mary stood there undecided for a second and then sat down in the chair.
As he moved around behind her, she suddenly stood up and turned toward the bed, saying, "Oh, my glasses." She picked them up and turned back to him. He had no place to hide and blushed a deep red again as Mary's eyes dropped to the tent in the front of his shorts.
"Oh my!" Mary whispered softly, her hand moving slowly out to brush her fingers over the straining material of the shorts. "I think you liked my pictures." She whispered softly, glancing up at Jerry's face.
