I had just graduated high school and I was looking for a job. My next door neighbors were nice enough to let me take care of their yard for 5 dollars an hour. Mr. and Mrs. Jones were very nice people, and had been good friends of my parents since we moved here eight years ago. Whenever I worked and Mrs. J was around, she always made iced tea to quench my thirst. One afternoon when I was cutting the grass, Mrs. J came out as usual with the tea, only this time she was wearing a two piece bathing suit, not too revealing but it made her look very sexy nonetheless. I almost drove the mower right into a tree when I saw her. She was medium height, curly brown hair, 36C breasts, and a very, very firm ass. I also loved her tanned skin.
I made a point that afternoon to make sure my cutting route took me in sight of her as much as possible. I managed to get a great view of her ass several times, but she was always facing away from me, so for a long time I didn't get to see the front of her. Towards the end of my work, I came around and noticed that she had not only switched positions, but had removed the top of her suit. As I rode by, her globes mesmerized me, resting against the towel, partially flattened under her. They were still quite round and full, even though her weight was on top of them. I regretted that I had to go to the other side of the yard to finish the job.
After I disposed of the clipping I heard Mrs. J call to me and ask if I wanted something to drink. I saw this as a chance to see her up close, so I accepted and walked toward the deck. She disappeared into the house, and returned minutes later with a pitcher, and still without her top. I stood there, with my mouth open, watching those breasts move with each step. She broke me from my trace by handing me a glass of tea. I nervously sipped at it, not know how to talk to a woman who was half-naked and standing in front of me. She simply smiled and poured herself a glass. She sat down in the chair in front of me, and sat down next to her, looking at the lawn. She started asking questions about what school I was going to, what I was studying, if I had found a job. I answered all of her questions without looking at her directly. She asked me if I was uncomfortable with what she was wearing (or not wearing).
I told her that I was a little surprised, but not embarrassed. She told me that she didn't mind that I started at her tits. I guess she surmised by my shyness that I wasn't used to seeing tits. She was right. I had only see one pair up close and that had been a long time ago at a party. A drunken girl walked up to me on a dare, and flashed me, and then ran away giggling. I hadn't done much with girls either. We did a lot of kissing and little touching, but nothing major. Naturally the conversation drifted towards these fact and Mrs. J looked at me in astonishment. She remarked that I young man such as myself should have had his share of girls by now. I am 6'2" 195, muscled but not overly so, brown hair and a little chest hair, which I was quite proud of.
I had never gotten far enough for my cock size to matter, but I guess it was of above average size. She asked to see it, after I said that. She told that she would be the judge on whether I had anything to worry about or not. I stood up, and slowly unbutton and removed my shorts. I was standing in front of Mrs. J in my boxers, with an increasing erection, and I didn't know what to do. I just stood there, and Mrs. J took my reluctance as nervousness, and reached up, took the waistband in her fingers, and pulled them to my ankles. My erection was now full blown and her eyes widened tremendously. She said that I was the largest she had ever seen, about ten inches probably. Before I could stop her she reached up and started stroking it, slowly. I could only let my head fall back. It felt so good. No one had even done that for me before. She got up out of the chair and onto her knees. She began to lick lightly at the head and then took it into her mouth. She looked up and caught my eyes. At that point I couldn't control myself and I came, all over her face and chest. I sat back in the chair, apologizing for what I had done.
I went to put on my clothes, but she took my hand and told me that it was OK. She picked up some of my cum with her fingers and licked it off, making sounds as if she was enjoying the taste, a lot. I told her weakly that it was the first time someone else had given me an orgasm. She said she figured as much. She also said that there was a lot that she could show me if I was willing to learn. I thought for a moment, and looked at her. She was incredibly attractive with a knockout body. I would never get an opportunity to learn like this again.
I told her that I would learn all she would teach me. She smiled as she stood, and kissed me, like a lover would, prying my mouth open so she could stick her tongue in. I could smell and feel my cum on her face, sticky but not unbearable. She led me by the hand inside and up to her bedroom. She was still covered in my juices, so she decided we should start with a shower. She turned on the water and then slipped off the rest of her suit. Her pubic hair was trimmed so that there was a small thin line directly above her slit. She seemed to be modeling in front of me.
