My name is Shelly. I am 39 years old, married and I have an 18-year-old daughter named Connie. Three weeks ago my next-door neighbor and her husband were going out of town for a week and ask me if I would keep an eye on their house while they were away. Timmy their 18-year-old son would be staying home and they wanted to know if he could call me if he had any problems.
I told them no problem. I had watched Timmy and Connie grow up together since they were 2 years old. They stayed friends all the way thru high school and we considered Timmy part of our family. Timmy was a very trustworthy kid, so I didn't feel there would be any problems or wild parties.
Timmy had grown up into a good-looking young man over the last couple years and I was a little sorry Connie and him were just friends. He was about 6 feet tall 155 lbs. Kind of on the skinny side and he always seemed very shy.
It was about 11 p.m. on Sunday night, two days after our neighbors left that Timmy called. He said he was moving some boxes and tripped over something. He landed on his backside and was in a lot of pain. I told him that I would be right over. I always sleep in the nude so I quickly threw on a robe and ran next door. I used my spare key that Timmy's mother gave me and let myself in. I yelled for Timmy and heard him call back to me from the kitchen.
As I got to the kitchen, Timmy was lying in the middle of the floor with nothing on but a pair of boxers. He explained that he was getting ready to go to bed, when he decided to move a box of books out to the garage and tripped over the chair. He landed right on his butt and the books came crashing down all over him. He had a terrible shooting pain in his butt and lower back and was having trouble moving.
I told him that I wanted to take him right to the hospital and have him checked out. I went up to his room and grabbed a t-shirt, robe, and a pair of slippers for him to put on. When I got back downstairs, I put his one arm around my shoulder and my arm around his waist to try and help him to his feet. As we started to try and get him up the tie on my robe had loosened a little and as we lifted my robe bunched opened and my right boob popped out.
There was nothing I could do to cover myself up without dropping Timmy so I acted like I hadn't noticed and I kept lifting. By the time we had gotten him to his feet and leaning against the table the whole front of my robe had come open. Timmy was not only staring at both my tits but he also had a bird's eye view of my shaved pussy. (I love the feeling of a clean-shaven pussy and had always kept it shaved since college)
I acted like I hadn't notice that my robe was open and gave him a good long look before I turned and pulled my robe shut. When I turned back around Timmy didn't look directly at me but I could tell him enjoyed the view from the developing bulge in his shorts. We walked slowly to the car, where I left him and ran into my house to throw on some clothes. Since I was in a hurry I just threw on a pair of loose shorts (no underwear) and a t-shirt (no bra) and ran back down to the car.