James County Stories #1
Nicole Everett was a woman with a problem. She was trapped in a foundering marriage. Her husband, once a lusty lover, was paying less and less attention to her. She agonized over this state of affairs as she laid on a chaise lounge in her back yard next to the swimming pool while and a power mower hummed behind her. The mower's operator was Bobby Draper, a boy from the neighborhood who tended their lawn. Her husband used to tend to the lawn and most of the home maintenance, but for the past several years, he's been letting Bobby do the lawn and had been hiring people to paint and take care of the house. "I wish he'd pay someone to take care of me," Nicole thought and felt herself blushing as she did.
Nicole had seen Bobby looking at her with unabashed lust in his eyes on more than one occasion and today, more than ever, she found herself acutely aware of the young man's libidinous gaze. Knowing her good-looking young neighbor was following her every move with his adoring eyes gave her a thrill.
"My husband likes how Bobby tends his lawn, I wonder if..." she reflected, "...since Bobby is all grown up, there might be something else he'd be willing to help me tend."
The fact that she was entertaining lewd thoughts about her young neighbor caused Nicole a brief twinge of guilt. She tried to make herself think about other things, but despite her best efforts, her thoughts kept coming back to the teenager. "He's really grown into a nice-looking, young man," she thought. Then warnings flashed in her mind. "Maybe, but remember, he's young enough to be your son! He's only a senior in high school!"
While her conscience battled her sexual hunger for control of her thoughts, Nicole continued to gaze at the young man as he crisscrossed the lawn on the riding mower. She knew he couldn't tell she was watching him because she was wearing dark sunglasses.
Bobby did have a crush on his attractive older neighbor. Actually, he'd been smitten with Nicole Everett from the time he first became aware that girls were delightfully different from boys. In his opinion, the dark-haired woman whose lawn he was mowing was the most desirable female in the world.
When he showed up to mow the lawn today she'd greeted him wearing a snug-fitting tank top and equally tight jeans. The outfit displayed her lean, shapely body extremely well. So well, in fact, that Bobby had a hard time not staring at her. He couldn't believe how hot Mrs. Everett looked. She was almost his mother's age, but she looked a whole lot sexier than his mom ever did! She had to be six feet tall, and her height put emphasis on her slimness. Her legs were the longest, and nicest, Bobby had ever seen. Even though she had short gray hair, she still, in his opinion, was hot.
The young man almost fell off the mower when Mrs. Everett came out of the house a little while after he began cutting the grass. All she was wearing was a skimpy white bikini! As he watched her walk toward the swimming pool in the back yard, his breath caught in his throat and his heart started to pound. Her body was even more fantastic than he thought it was! Her belly was nearly flat and flawless and her legs were wonderful. Actually, the rest of her looked pretty damn good, too! Her breasts, though small, went perfectly with the rest of her build. Bobby gulped and kept staring at Nicole as he mowed.
Nicole waved at the young man then she settled herself on a chaise lounge next to the pool.
Bobby, not watching where he was going, almost ran the lawnmower into a flowerbed. His penis began swelling in his jeans. He continued guiding the mower around the yard, all the while keeping an eye on the lovely bikini-clad woman lying next to the pool.
Nicole was very cognizant of the young man's heated gaze. She lay there, watching him watching her, feeling surprisingly warm. She hadn't realized how warm the day was, especially since it wasn't that sunny.
When he finished mowing, Bobby put the mower in the shed next to the garage, then he walked to the pool to see if Mrs. Everett had anything else she wanted him to do - and to see her up close. He had problems walking. He should have worn a looser pair of jeans. When he reached the pool he sat down in a lawn chair next to Mrs. Everett.
"All done with the mowing, Bobby?" Nicole asked.
"Yeah." Bobby couldn't take his eyes off the woman lying on the chaise lounge. Her tiny white swimsuit barely covered her petite breasts - breasts he often dreamed of fondling - and the tiny bottom exposed most of her lean, yet wonderfully-formed hips and bottom. Her smooth tan skin gleamed with a slight film of perspiration.
Nicole saw the way Bobby was looking at her and felt more warmth spreading through her. "Do...do you like my new swimsuit, Bobby?" she asked softly.
"Um, ah, yeah! I sure do!" Bobby replied. He thought his voice sounded funny and wondered if Mrs. Everett noticed.
Nicole had heard the young man's voice breaking and was thrilled. "I've never worn it before," she purred.
Bobby knew he was staring, but couldn't stop himself. His penis hurt from the way his pants cut across it and sweat was pouring out of him. He grabbed the arms of the chair to keep Mrs. Everett from seeing that his hands were shaking.
"Bobby, would you mind terribly if I asked you to do me a favor?" Nicole asked.
"Um...ah...no...I...I wouldn't mind," Bobby stammered.
"I can't put suntan lotion on my back," she said. "Would you do it for me?"
"She wants me to touch her!" Bobby thought. His cock jumped. Hands shaking, he picked up the plastic tube of suntan lotion, fumbled it open, squeezed some of the lotion onto his hands, then he rubbed it between his hands to warm it before he applied it to Mrs. Everett. He slid off his chair and knelt next to the alluring woman, his chest heaving, his hands shaking.
Nicole watched - fascinated and excited - as the young man blundered with the lotion container. "He's nervous!" she realized, delighted. Smiling, she rolled on her belly.
When the lad began massaging the oily fluid into her back, Nicole almost jumped out of her skin. Every spot his hands touched tingled. Her body began to quiver. "I should have done this a long time ago!" she thought.
Bobby felt her trembling and took his hand away. "Am...am I hurting you, Mrs. Everett?" he asked. "The lotion isn't too cold, is it?"
"No! No!" Nicole replied. "It's fine, Bobby. Don't stop."
His hand slid over her back again, caressing her, exciting her more and more.
"That feels sooo good, Bobby," Nicole murmured. "I'm glad you were here. I hate having an uneven tan."
Bobby, massaging the oil into his neighbor's warm skin, was growing more and more uncomfortable. He had a serious problem. His penis was getting harder and harder. He wasn't sure how he was going to leave without Mrs. Everett seeing he had a hard-on. Maybe he could take a quick swim and make the damn thing go down before he left. Touching Mrs. Everett was wild! Her skin was soft, supple, and warm. He'd fantasized about her so long...
Bobby's incredibly soft, light touch soon had Nicole bubbling with excitement. It felt as if he was touching her insides! Passion seethed and simmered in her. Problem was, the young man was going to run out of places to put lotion if she didn't do something soon.
