Lynette was standing nude inside the sliding doors leading to her patio. She absently stroked her hand across the short triangle of dark red hair on her crotch. From outside came the sound of a lawnmower being pushed by the son of her next door neighbors. Rick was 18, with a slim, athletic body, wearing only a pair of baggy, tropical swim trunks and sneakers. He was good looking, with a head of curly brown hair. As he came around the back of their lot and pushed the mower back in her direction, she bent slightly at the knees to give her room to slide two fingers into her twat.
It had been almost three months since her divorce to her deadbeat husband had been finalized, and almost four since she had last had a cock to enjoy. She explored upwards with her fingertips and brought her other hand up to her left breast, tweaking and pinching the nipple, getting into the electric glow that was growing as it stiffened. As he passed out of sight around the house she shuddered with an orgasm, the heel of her hand grinding into her clit, her fingers dipping deep into her cunt. Her knees felt weak, and she dropped into a chair next to the glass doors. As good as it felt, this just wasn't going to cut it any longer. She needed to get laid.
Lynnette got up and walked into her bedroom, pulling open a drawer and digging through a stack of summerwear. She kept telling herself that this was stupid, but she had passed caring about two weeks ago, and this idea had been floating around the back of her mind for almost a month. She pulled out a pair of wide legged shorts and a skimpy halter top. Her tits weren't really very big by her own standards, but the halter made the most of what she had and, although not large, they were beautifully shaped with long nipples and aerolae so pink they almost disappeared against her skin. She pulled on the shorts and tied the halter in back, then walked into the kitchen and got a cold bottle of beer from the fridge. She opened it and walked back over to the patio door. Sliding it open, she stepped out, listening to the hum of the mower turning around the far side of the neighbors house. Walking briskly to the chaize she sat down and carefully arranged herself before Rick came back around the near corner.
When he turned the corner and glanced up Lynette gave a little wave. Her right leg was stretched straight out in front of her, her left was angled off the side with her foot on the ground. If she had planned it right, Rick should be getting a great view of her pantyless pussy...if he was paying attention. He gave a little smile and waved back, then did a very slight double take, and continued past.
Lynette, said "shit" under her breath but kept smiling, not sure if he had noticed but thinking she had another chance on his next circle of the yard. Seconds later, she heard the mower engine die and she felt a tingle in her stomach. She relaxed and reversed the position of her legs. As Rick returned, he got the same view he had received moments ago from the other direction. She made sure he got a good, long look before she lifted her foot off the ground and raising her knees, put both feet up on the chaize, showing off the cheeks of her ass, while the crotch of her shorts pulled up into the crack between her legs.
Rick came over and, still smiling, sat in the chair opposite her. He was trying to look her in the eye but was having some difficulty not looking down at the coppery fringe of pubic hair that peeked out from either side of the crotch of her shorts. She looked at his body, covered in a light sheen of sweat and felt her pussy begin to run again. Imagining what Rick was thinking as the material in her crotch darkened from the saturating cum, she smiled a little bigger. "You look awfully hot...can I get you something to drink?"
He jerked his eyes back to her smiling face and, laughing, said, "Sure, I'll have what you're having."
Lynette laughed back. "Your parents would have my head if they found out you were drinking beer over here."
Rick said, "How about some ice water."
"Coming up," said Lynette, and she dropped her feet to either side of the chaize as she stood up. She lifted her left leg over and gave Rick another clear shot at her wet pussy before stepping off toward the patio door. Filled with the thrill of anticipation, and cheered by the way things were progressing, she filled a glass with water and ice and returned to the patio in time to catch Rick rubbing his young dick through the pocket in his swim trunks. The bulge was obvious and he began to color when he realized she had observed him. She said nothing, merely smiled and handed him his water. "Thanks," he said, and took a sip.
