When Kevin was 18 years old he had the greatest summer of his life, thanks to a new next-door neighbor.
She had moved in a few months ago and Kevin didn't see her much of her at all. He lived next to her with his Aunt Kate, separated by a row of bushes and trees.
Working out and continuing to run five miles a day as he did for his high school cross country team, Kevin was great shape, and had a good tan from staying outside many days mowing lawns so he could earn money to attend college, as he didn't have a scholarship or any funds besides what he could earn himself.
It was a very hot June day, so hot Kevin had sweat thru his T-shirt after just a couple of mowed yards. He was walking back to his home for lunch when he saw his neighbor in her front door way waving for him to come to her. Thinking something was wrong, Kevin rushed over to her, pulling the lawnmower behind him and saw the most beautiful older woman he had ever seen.
She had slight wrinkles all over her face and neck and wore a low-cut white T-shirt that was barely able to conceal her breasts, and a pair of white short shorts that hugged her hips tight. She had auburn flowing hair down to her shoulders. She looked like she was at least 50 years old and smelled wonderful. Kevin was getting a hard-on that he was trying to cover up.
"Hello, I don't believe we have had the pleasure to be-introduced," the woman said in a sweet sexy voice.
She reached out her delicate hand and said she was Francine. Kevin looked her straight into her emerald green eyes and said his name was Kevin. He shook hands with Francine and his hand was twice as big as hers.
"I've been watching you and was wondering if you would mow my lawns, front and back. I'd be able to pay you $20 for both if that would be acceptable to you," she said.
That was below his price of $40, but she could have asked him to do it for free and he would have eagerly said yes, as he did. She told him to be sure to come inside the house, using the back door, after he was finished, and she would pay him. She also said to try and finish in about 30 minutes.
That was cutting it close, but Kevin accepted her deal with a nod, never leaving his focus on her eyes.
After 25 minutes Kevin was nearing the end of the back yard and rushed back to her home, but then walked gingerly toward the back door and entered as she requested.
There she was, standing in the kitchen, wearing a pink semi-sheer negligee and puffy pink slippers. She looked drop dead gorgeous. Kevin's eyes popped open and at that point Francine giggled.
"I was watching you in the back yard, and you were hustling. I can see you are dripping wet." "Would you care to take a shower?" she said with such a demure little voice.
It was an offer Kevin never thought of but was all for. She grabbed his left hand and led him through a hallway and up the stairs to her bedroom and an adjacent bathroom. She told him to strip, and she would return. When she left, he kicked off his shoes, nearly ripped off his shirt, and took down his shorts and boxer shorts at the same time. In a few minutes Francine returned, this time wearing a pink string bikini panty and nothing else. She was the hottest woman Kevin saw and he couldn't think straight.
"My Kevin, what a large penis you have. It is all covered up, though. Would you mind if I did a little trimming?"
Kevin nodded yes, and smiled, and she went into a drawer, and came back with a can of lavender scented shaving gel, a Venus razor, a towel, which she had warmed with hot water and left her sink full of it.
She placed the warm towel over his crotch, then poured some of the gel into her tiny hand and then rubbed that onto Kevin's balls and pubic area. It felt so good, he thought to himself.
"Do you trust me to do this without hurting you," she said. "Oh yes, please continue," he said.
It took her about 15 minutes to remove all his pubic hair and the hair around his balls and base of his penis, leaving him completely bare down there.
"This is going to feel great when you are with a girl, or when you masturbate," she said with a cute smile.
She then put a little more gel into her hand and started rubbing his penis and balls with it and suddenly Kevin got so hard he felt like he was going to erupt.
"Now Kevin, I've got a little surprise for you later, so would you be my good boy and not cum now? I do want to taste your hot cum, and feel it on my body, but you have to be my good boy and wait."
It was difficult for Kevin slow down, but he didn't want to disobey Francine. He thought of baseball and what his coaches told him about hitting the ball, and soon he was relieved of his hard on..
They took a shower together and she used her scented soap to clean up Kevin, and all the time he watched her tight body, her creamy white alabaster skin, her legs, lovely rear and her boobs , which sagged just a little, and her areoles and nipples were a light pink color. He wanted to kiss her all over her body.
She dried him with a pink bath towel and led him out of her bathroom.
"I can't send you back wearing those stinky clothes," she said as she looked down at the pile of his wet items. "I may have something from my late husband that might fit you. He was about your size."
She rummaged in the back of her closet and found a shear white summer shirt and a pair of light white baggy shorts.
"These should fit you, now put them on, and when you get home, keep it on, and you can wear some other shoes, but stay in this outfit. It looks very handsome on you."
The clothes fit great and Kevin agreed to keep the outfit on. She handed Kevin his phone and wallet from his shorts and a $20 from her purse, and she patted him on the rear to go.
Kevin rushed home and found his aunt in the kitchen cooking.
"Is that you, honey? We are going to have company over for dinner tonight. I met the new neighbor a few days ago and invited her over for dinner.
Kevin was stunned. He couldn't believe this was happening. A woman who nearly gave him a hand-job, who he showered with, was going to eat dinner with him?
Just then there was a knock on the door, and Kevin went to answer it. He opened the door and there stood Francine, in a wonderful looking summer tennis dress, pure white, which showed off her eyes, hair and her pinkish lips.
"You must be Kevin," she said with a glint in her eye. "Your aunt has told me so much about you."
He played along and led her to his aunt who was busy in the kitchen, and left as they talked. He went to watch some TV, and soon heard his aunt call him for dinner.
Usually they ate at the kitchen table, but with a guest over, his aunt set up the dining room table. Aunt Kate sat closet to the kitchen, and she told Kevin to sit on the other side, next to Francine, who was already sitting there.
When he sat down, Francine looked down and he watched her lifting her dress to show her clean waxed pussy, and she smiled at him as if she told a joke.
"Wow!" Kevin said.
"What's up, Kevin," his aunt said.
"Nothing really," as he sat down.
After Kate sat down, they started eating the salads, Francine moved her left hand to Kevin's crotch and started to move her hand in a circular motion on top of his penis, which started to get erect. He looked over at her and she simply smiled and said, "This is wonderful salad dressing, where did you get it?"
"I make it myself, its an old family recipe that I would be glad to share with you," she said.
Kevin had trouble concentrating as Francine kept rubbing him in a way that his aunt couldn't see. Both were talking and suddenly he heard his aunt say something to him in a stern way, "Don't be so rude to our guest. Stop zoning out."