I stood by her side. My God she is a beautiful woman! Her red dress perfect! The pearl necklace laid gracefully on her bust and dipped sensually into her ample cleavage! The tears formed and ran from my cheeks falling upon the creamy satin that surrounded her like the clouds of heaven. I reached out, took her hand in mine and rolled her wedding band and small diamond engagement ring between my fingers!
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It seemed like yesterday when I was walking along a white picket fence in front of a small the Cape Cod. There was a woman in a rocking chair on the front porch.
"Mrs. Miller, my mom said you need some help with your yard work"
"Yes Jimmy, Come up here."
I opened the gate and just as I was about to leave it open, thought better and turned to latch it before proceeding to the porch!
"Thanks! I must latch that gate 10 times a day! How is your mother?"
"First impression" so my dad always said and by closing the gate I had just made mine!
"She is fine Ma'am"
"Oh my! A young gentleman! I'm pleased, but Mrs. Miller is much preferred if you please. You do understand, the other makes me feel so old?"
The widow Miller or Cranky Annie as some of the other kids called her was a beautiful woman about my mother's age. She always dressed in long dark dresses, flats, no makeup and a drab scarf always covered her dishwater blond hair. She was about 5Ft 4 and, other than ample breasts which couldn't be hidden, who would ever know what for a figure. She was seriously over protective of her flowers and other property and that caused her to be the recipient of far to may of the kid's pranks!
"As you wish Mrs. Miller. What kind of yard work did you have in mind?"
The yard was perfect. The grass was mowed, the flower beds and side walks were perfectly edged and there wasn't a weed in sight!
"Well the young man I had has gone off early to college! I know its late in the year for you to be taking on new yard work but there are still several weeks of mowing and then there will be the fall leaves. If you can help me I'd really appreciate it! – I payed Tommy one dollar an hour but what ever the going rate I'll pay you!"
"I can use the money but I don't see much that needs done!"
"My husband, God rest his soul, would roll over in his grave if I let this yard turn into a jungle. He spent hours out here every night and on weekends and I just can't let it get out of hand! God knows I can't afford to keep it like he did but I have plenty of work for you just to keep up with the grass, weeds, hedge and leaves. So — You interested?"
"Sure, Just show me what you want done and I'll start first thing tomorrow"
"Ok, Jimmy come back tomorrow and I'll show the tools and the work! Oh, you'll be staying for dinner so don't forget to bring a change of clothes."
I turned and gave her a puzzled look!
"It's ok Jimmy! Your mother knows but if you don't want to It's-------ok."
It was a big thing with mom that we always ate dinner together. Was mom just trying to be nice to Mrs. Miller and give her some company?
"That will be fine Mrs. Miller but I'll need to be home by seven if that's ok."
"Oh my – You have a date! We will be done in plenty of time, Jimmy!"
"No Ma'm------- Oops--- Mrs. Miller, I don't have a girl friend but every Saturday night I go out with the guys."
"A nice young man like you, the girls don't know what they're missing! Maybe we can ---- Well we'll see------- "
I would turn 19 in two months and start electronic technical school the next. My dad didn't make much money. School was going to be hard on his savings and if I wanted the car I would have to pay for the gas. This job was really going to help. And although I was dumb and a little slow when it came to adult things, some how I knew mom and Mrs. Miller had something in mind for me.
The next day Mrs. Miller and I worked all day weeding and edging the flower beds. She was sure fussy about the little things but 8 or 10 dollars was more than enough to make up for the hassle. Later she showed me the shower and told me to get ready for dinner. I had forgot to take my change of clothes in the bath room but when I stepped out of the shower there they were and my dirty things were gone! Gee it was just like home! But, knowing another woman other than my mother was in the bath room while I was taking a shower did put me a little on edge. Although I had no idea why, my manhood was growing at the thought that she may have seen me through the shower curtain.
Dressed in clean jeans and a dress shirt I walked out of the bath room to the sensational smell of dinner cooking and some easy music. Glen Miller type stuff! Mrs. Miller, dressed in a light cotton house coat met me in the hall. The nearly sheer material barely hid her ample breasts with dark aureoles and protruding nipples. My manhood gave a very uncomfortable twitch!
"Jimmy, there is a stack of records beside the Victrola. Would you be a dear and change them as each finishes? I love to here the music and normally there is no one here to change them while I get washed and dressed."
By now my cock was pushing down my pant leg and I had no idea why this 40ish woman was causing it to happen.
"Yes Ma'm — Mrs. Miller"
She took my chin and raised my head so our eyes met. And, then just smiled. I knew she saw the bulge in my jeans but she said nothing. As she proceeded down the hall I couldn't resist turning to see if she had a nice ass to go with those big tits! Sure enough she had a great ass and the nearly sheer house coat did nothing to hide it. In fact I had spent so much time gawking at her breasts that I never noticed that it was baby-doll short. Her legs were perfect and as she disappeared into the bathroom, I found myself wishing for a peek at her cheeks below the hem line.
Six records later and my cock finally at its normal 2 inches she made her entrance at the parlor door. So much for my being comfortable and so long to my flaccid manhood!