While home from my freshman year of college, my mom told me to go visit her friend's house to help with the yard work. Being 19 years old, its much easier for me to work in the hot and humid southern air.
My mom's friend is Lisa and she a 49 year old lady with a great sense of humor. Lisa has been single for a number of years due to a nasty divorce. Ever since I was in high school, I've been helping her with the upkeep of her place. It's a modest ranch home on 3 acres of land with plenty of trees, which I've hated because of all the trimming after I mowed the yard. While driving over, I could help but think about her. It was winter break the last time I ran into Lisa at the grocery store and she still is one of the most beautiful women I know. She's not what most call hot, but rather, she's slim while not having to work out all the time. Basically, She still has plenty of curves. Lisa is about 5'-5" and I'd guess to be about 150 lbs with slightly larger than average breasts. Her hair is curly and usually past her shoulders in length with amazing hazel eyes.
The reason I can explain her so well is that, in my belief, Lisa the reason for my secret fetish. While I appreciate a great ass, nice tits, pretty eyes just as much as the next guy, I have a weakness for armpits. It's something that I keep to myself. I don't care for hairy pits and if a girl has bad BO, that's a major turn off. Nice, shaved (stubble is ok), clean armpits are a major weakness to me. The reason I blame Lisa goes back to when I had my graduation party. My parents hosted and everyone stayed late listening to music and sitting around the fire. Lisa was there, wearing her tank top, and dancing to the music. She had put her hands behind her head while moving her hips in the most erotic fashion a recent high school graduate could imagine. She looked at me and winked... I was in love. Every time I saw a girl pose like that, I'd think back to that moment. I still keep my fetish to myself because I find it weird and embarrassing. I haven't found a serious enough girlfriend I trust enough telling, which is probably also why I'm still a virgin.
As I pulled into Lisa's drive, I noticed the grass was already mowed but the trimming still needed done. Damn. I parked my car next to the house and she came out carrying two bottles of water.
"Here, it's hot today and you'll need this." Lisa said, as she tossed me a water bottle.
"Thanks. What do you need done and where do you want me to start?" I asked.
Lisa replied, "Well, the trimming still needs done. I also need help replacing a fan on the back porch. That should be plenty for today. What would you like to do first?"
"Well, I should probably work on the fan and then trim. I don't want to have the grass and weeds all over me while I'm hanging a fan incase I get into poison ivy while weed eating." I reasoned.
"Ok, the ladder is in the shed." She stated.
I walked to the shed to get the ladder but I couldn't help think that I was a bit disappointed because she did have a tank top on. Just a normal T-shirt but she still looked amazing. Once I got the ladder and made it back to the rear of the house, Lisa had already gotten the new fan out of the box. I assembled the fan enough to make it easier hang and install, but left the blades and light fixture off. Once I got up the ladder, I had Lisa hand me the main housing. She was adamant that she held the ladder while I was on it. Even though it was only a 6' ladder, I think it was more about simply having company.
"How's your classes going?" She asked.
"Good. Calculus sucks but everything else is good". I had just finished with the wiring and was trying to tighten the mounts. "I didn't think engineering would be as tough as it has been. Could you flip the switches to see if the motor works?" I asked.
Lisa flipped the switch and all was fine. I was kind of in a hurry to finish the install because it's was getting humid with not much for a breeze. The fan would surely be nice.
"If you don't mind handing me the blades of the fan, that would help speed things up a bit" I said.
"Sure, but I don't want you to fall." Lisa said with concern.
"I'll be fine, hand me one of them please." As she handed me one, I attempted to get a glance down her sleeve. I couldn't see anything but I still had 4 more tries. After I got the screws started, I asked for the next blade. Again, no luck with her sleeve. I eventually got all the blades on and screws started and not once was I able to catch a glimpse of her armpits. This turned into a bit of a disappointment. I then asked her to reach me up the screwdriver so I can tighten down the fan blades. When she handed it to me, I swear I felt her graze my shorts as if she were trying to cop a feel. I looked down inconspicuously and Lisa didn't show any sign of having noticed what she did.
Lastly I needed the lighting attachment. "Lisa, can you hand me the lights? Be careful with it, it's a bit heavier than the fan blades." I said.
"Sure thing sweetie" she replied. A name she used for anyone who was younger and helped out around the house.
As she handed me the lights, I finally caught the glimpse I was after! Beautifully shaved and taken care of armpits. I could feel my dick instantly stir. I was hoping it wouldn't be too much and show through my shorts. Then it happened. I felt that graze again. There was no mistaking it, Lisa definitely grazed my semi hard cock. I glanced down. Lisa must not have noticed. Her body language and expression showed that she had no idea what she had done. Yet, I was about to explode.
I finished the lighting portion of the fan and climbed down the ladder.
"Lisa, all is good with the fan and I need to get the trimming done now." I told her. What I really needed to do was get to work and let myself settle down. My dick was starting to get hard and I could stop looking at Lisa.
"That's fine. Thanks so much! The trimmer is in the shed next to where you got the ladder from." She mentioned.
I couldn't wait any longer, I returned the ladder to the shed immediately so she wouldn't see my growing hard on. My only wish right now is that she knew how much I wanted her. Once I returned the ladder, the trimmer was right there. I had a few moments so I pulled out my cock and started stroking. After a few seconds of thinking about Lisa's armpits, I stopped. The realization of needing to trim the grass and having a rock solid dick didn't coincide well. So, I checked the gas and oil, really buying time to let my cock soften a bit, so that I could get to work. The faster I got done, the sooner I got home to jerk off. I was craving being able to cum while this image was fresh in my mind.
As I brought out the trimmer, Lisa stopped me.
"It's really hot today, please take it slow and don't over work yourself. I'm going to change and start hanging some lights for my party this weekend," Lisa told me.
She was soaked in sweat. She didn't smell of B.O. in fact, she still smelled of lavender. Damn, I wish I could find a girl like her.
About 20 minutes into trimming the edges, I glanced up to see her hanging her decorations. She had put on a tank top and I had the perfect view of her pits! To bad I was so far away. This was just another reason I needed to quickly finish and get home. I am planning on jerking off at least twice.
As I finished and started to replace the trimmer, Lisa ran over and asked if I trimmed next to the old oak in the back yard.
"You didn't trim over by the old tree did you?!" Lisa asked.
"I did. I even made sure to keep clean lines for you" I replied.
