Carlos is a good-looking, tall young man working parttime at a large grocery store. He is going to college and needs the money to reduce the student debt he'll be owing when he finishes. He has a crush on mature lady that shops there. One day, he helped her out with her groceries to her car and it was just lust at first sight. It just hit him out of the blue. He had girlfriends his age with casual sex on a regular basis, but this lady was something else. Whenever he saw her enter the store, he made sure to be at the checkout counter to help her out to her car with her groceries.
He started watching erotic websites with older women and he fantasized about Mrs. Martha, her name, while he jerked off until he had giant orgasms. He once hooked up with an older woman at a local bar. That sex was good but not what he truly craved. The woman was very horny and wasn't shy about lusting for sex unlike the younger, inexperienced girls he dated. She loved sucking his cock and even licked his balls, a new pleasure. He thought maybe all older women were lusty in sex, even Mrs. Martha, under that prim and proper exterior. Mrs. Martha was so pretty and classy with her toned, womanly body calling to him.
Martha, the woman he fancied is a separated stay-at-home wife whose husband has moved in with his secretary. Her life was in upheaval. Most days she was sad and lonely. Her friends and family were in another state on the other side of the country. A bright spot was coming to the market and chatting with Carlos, the sweet young man who helped her. She could see in in eyes how he adored but he was certainly too young for anything beyond a bit of flirting and chatting. She felt good that a handsome young man would find her attractive. She thought it was cute that he sported a big erection in his jeans whenever they talked.
Martha like any normal mature woman was also attracted to the strong, handsome young man. She had ordered a new-age vibrator from Amazon to quell her sexual desires during her long abstinence. It worked like a magic wand. Carlos came into her lusty fantasies more and more often the longer she missed real sex. Now, when she chatted with him after he loaded her car with groceries, she could sense a burning blush on her cheeks as her naughty masturbation fantasies made her feel guilty. She could even feel her pussy wake up as the tent in his jeans grew and his eyes drilled into her cleavage. She let the naughty but impossible fantasy grow.
Marha had a slim hope that her husband would come back to her when her tired of his mistress. She resisted her sister's urging to try a dating app to hook up with a man. She wanted to finalize her divorce before moving on. The growing forbidden lust she felt for young Carlos had her thinking that maybe she should visit a cocktail bar in an upscale business hotel near the airport to satisfy these urges with a businessman her age. But her proper upbringing kept her from going for casual sex. When her divorce was final, she planned to look for a long-term relationship. She missed the intimacy.
Martha had never strayed in her marriage. Many men had hit on her and she had been tempted but after her vows she was true. In university she was sexually active and loved to give head. Seeing young Carlos's big stiff erection in his jeans made her mouth water and filled the instinctive parts of her primal brain during her vibrator orgasm sessions.
Over time she had confided things with young Carlos that were happening in her life in casual conversations, even talked of her separation from her husband. Carlos noticed that her normally happy nature had turned to sadness. When he helped her out to her car with her groceries, they talked.
"Thank you, Carlos, I appreciate your help."
"It's nothing, Mrs. Martha. You are my favorite customer." He broke into a big smile on his handsome face. "You know, I was thinking, you may need help around your house now that your husband is gone. I can mow your lawn or other jobs. It would be an honor."
Should she ask him to come to her home? She did need help and she missed having a male around. The house was empty now that her daughter was off to university. Of course, she was certain nothing like sex would ever happen. Carlos is half her age. Why not?
"Thanks Carlos. That is so kind. I do need help with all the manly jobs and you are so strong." She looked down and saw a tent growing in his jeans. A hot blush hit her cheeks. "Is this a mistake?", she thought.
"Wow, Mrs. Martha, I'd love to help you. I am off on Sundays. How about this Sunday?"
"Good idea. And don't call me Mrs. Martha. That is past now. You are an adult. Call me Martha. The store delivers groceries, so they have my address. Come at eleven. The lawn is a big job and it's hot. Bring a swimsuit and cool off in my pool after you finish."
"I'll be there, Matha. Thanks."
She couldn't believe that she had blurted out to bring a swimsuit. That was so unlike her. She is normally shy around men and sex. She and her husband had a lusty sex life. Her erotic vibrator fantasies about Carlos had him swimming nude in the pool exposing his strong, perfect young body. Seeing him half naked in real life would power her vibrator sessions for months. She thought there was no harm in a mature woman looking. After him agreeing to come over, that naughty thought had her searching the internet and discovering nude photos of beautiful naked young men on a gay site. This led to the most powerful orgasm with her vibrator in years.
Sunday morning came and Martha was so nervous. She wanted to look very nice for Carlos. It was a hot day, and she decided to wear yellow short-shorts and a summery, white silk short-sleeved blouse. The shorts showed off her yoga-trained bottom and trim long legs. The crotch was tight against her body and she blushed when she saw in the mirror what her sister had called a cameltoe. The blouse could be unbuttoned to show some cleavage. She opened two buttons and then with a naughty thought opened two more showing off her ivory white cleavage deep below her tan line. It felt exhilarating for her to feel sexy and alive.
Carlos was coming at eleven. Matha had two martinis to calm her nerves before he got there. She made lemonade for him. He would be thirsty working on a hot day.
Carlos viewpoint
This is such a beautiful house. Mrs. Martha must be rich. I'll ring the bell. I hear her footsteps. The door swings open.
"Carlos, great to see you. Come on in. Just follow me."
Wow, she looks amazing in these classy clothes. Her ass in those tight shorts is so sexy. Oh, fuck, I'm getting another woody around her. I can't keep my dick down when I'm near her. She looks down, blushes and sees it but says nothing. These older women are so cool around sex.
"Through here to the back patio. See that garden shed. That is where the lawn mower is."
"No worries, Mrs. Martha, I do a lot of lawns in summer."
"Please, Carlos, call me Martha."
"Yes, Martha, thank you."
This yard is so cool. There is a big garden and a pool but not too much lawn. This shouldn't take too long. She said to bring a swimsuit, but I don't own one. I'll just use my jockeys. They are like a swimsuit.
Martha's viewpoint.
He is walking over to the tool shed.
My god he is so tall, fit and handsome. His ass in those shorts is to die for. You can't blame a woman for looking. When he came through the door I was hit with the powerful scent of a man, musky and sweaty. I've missed that basic odor. His eyes were drilled into my cleavage and his cock came to life again. Boys are so horny at his young age. It is so cute. That is a big package. His girlfriends are very lucky.
I think I'll have another pina colada and watch him work from my kitchen window. Good, squat down and put some gas in the mower. Men's asses are my big turn on. I watched football with my ex to enjoy the great athletic asses. Carlos's ass is perfect. My hand unconsciously goes down to feel my crotch. I am going to have one epic orgasm on my vibrator when he leaves. Oh fuck, yes. He looks over to the window and sees me and gives a friendly wave. What a darling. I could eat him up. The drink tastes so good. I'm getting a warm alcohol feeling in my chest. He is so strong pushing that mower around like it's nothing.
Wow, he is taking off his t-shirt. My goodness what a strong hairy chest. He is a mature man even if he is a young one. I'll take him the lemonade I made. Out I go with a big glass of lemonade over ice. His face lights up.
"Here is a frosty glass of lemonade for my hard-working young man."
"Thanks, Martha. You are the best."
"I was going to offer you a beer but realized you aren't twenty-one yet."
"Yes, that's next year. But lemonade is perfect. Martha, you are so perfect. Your husband is so dumb to leave you. Any man would be so lucky to be with an attractive woman like you."
"That is so nice of you to say. Some woman will be lucky to be with a handsome young man like you. You have a great life ahead of you". His hungry eyes are drilled into my cleavage. Oh goodness, my pussy just throbbed uncomfortably. He is licking his lips and that hungry look on his face is like my ex's when he wants to fuck. My heart is racing. I better get back in the house.
"Carlos, this is hard work. After you finish the lawn, you should have a swim to cool off. Did you bring a suit?"
