The advert simply read, Garden Help wanted. I looked at the notice and wrote down the phone number. Seeing as I was between jobs it seemed like a good way to earn a few extra pennies. I rang the number and spoke to a softly spoken Scottish lady called Stella. She lived nearby in a bungalow and simply wanted her garden looking after as she didn't have time. I said I would take the job and it was mine. It was just coming up to spring so I guessed that there would be a lot of work to do.
A few weeks later I met Stella, when I saw her I recognized her as she would walk past my house on her way to the local town. She was in her early 60's, had short strawberry blonde hair and an infectious smile and laugh. She also had large boobs which she caught me looking at. She didn't say anything though and I walked round her garden with her as she told me what she wanted doing. That was it, the start of my gardening career.
I would go round to Stellas most weeks, sometimes she would be in and others she would be out so I just got on and weeded, cut the grass, planted new plants, watered and generally made the jungle look like a garden.
Spring marched into summer and it became hotter. One afternoon I stripped off to just my shorts and trainers when I heard the side garden gate go. It was Stella, back from shopping dressed in a floaty summer dress. She sat down at her garden table and chairs and watched as I mowed the lawn. I finished what I was doing and walked over.
"It's looking good Pete, now I will be able to sit out here and enjoy the view."
"Well it's no longer a jungle so that shouldn't be a problem."
I stood in front of her and noticed that she was looking at my crotch. I thought nothing of it and carried on talking. Stella continued to look and I could feel my cock swell and start to bulge in my shorts. I couldn't hide it as I wasn't wearing a t-shirt. Stella finished what she was saying and went inside I busied myself emptying the lawn mower and hoping that my cock would behave itself.
As I worked away I heard Stella come back out, she had a bikini on and sunglasses with a drink in her hand she sat on her sun lounger and put a bag down that she was carrying ion her other hand. I thought nothing of it and carried on tidying up. I must admit that the sight of her boobs squashed inside her bikini top had my cock bulging again. In fact I could feel pre-cum on the tip as I walked round.
I could hear the ice clinking in her glass as she sipped her drink. When I turned round I was open mouthed as I saw that Stella had removed her bikini top. She had an ice cube in her hand and was circling it round her left nipple which was becoming stiff and erect. I stood watching in amazement feeling my cock twitch and bulge and my shorts straining to keep it all in.
