The warm rays of the early summer sun felt nice on my skin. I was lying in my backyard, trying to get rid of the last of my tan lines. Lying nude, sipping on a cold long-island iced tea, I reflected on my life.
It has been over five years since I left my husband of thirty years. The last of our three children had left and Tom and I finally confronted the truth. I walked out one day, never to turn back.
I have been interested in tattoos and body piercings and thanks to my new found independence, I have been able to indulge in both. My latest tattoo is a pair of dolphins just above my pussy lips. I am also considering piercing my nipples, to complement the navel ring.
A combination of diet and exercise along with help from modern medicine has transformed me from an overweight housewife to a sexy vixen. At 55, my breasts are a perfect perky 34Cs.
My daydreams were rudely interrupted when I heard the doorbell ring followed by loud thumping of the door.
"Who the fuck is it?" I muttered as I draped a towel and went in to open the door.
A young kid, I guessed probably 18, was standing at the door. He was dressed in a pair of shorts and a muscle shirt. His biceps bulged, with arms thick as a tree trunk.
"Hi, I am Mike." he introduced himself, "I live next door."
"Nice meeting you Mike," I responded automatically, extending my hand, "I am Mary."
"I was wondering if I could mow your lawn?" Mike continued, "I am a student at the local college and I could use some cash."
His smile was warm and his grip strong. His touch was electric and I suddenly felt weak in my knees. I was becoming aware of a warm wet sensation between my legs.
Oh my God... I had to remind myself he was at least 15 years younger than my youngest son.
"Sure" I nodded.
"Do you trim bushes too?," I continued, suppressing a smile, noticing a slight bulge in his crotch.
"Sure. It is 5 bucks per cut or 100 bucks for the whole season." he looked flustered.
"Why don't you cut the grass now?" I suggested, "then we can discuss the price."
He nodded and started to cut the grass. I went back and lay in the sun again. I could not get Mike's body off my mind.
A short while later, the doorbell rang again and I opened the door wrapped in a towel. There was Mike again, standing there. This time he had his shirt off, revealing his strong upper body and a hairless chest.
"Come on in Mike" I let him in, standing aside as I closed the door.
His body briefly brushed against mine, raising my heart rate a notch.
As I moved, the towel parted, giving Mike a good look at my tanned toned thighs. I saw his eyes widen and some red creep into his face. I noticed a more prominent bulge developing in his pants. It was intoxicating that I could arouse this young man.
"Help yourself to a cold drink from the fridge," I said pointing to the kitchen, "while I get dressed"
I moved to the bedroom and dropped my towel.
Before wearing my skirt and top, I looked at myself in the mirror. As I cast a critical eye on my reflection, I suddenly noticed Mike's reflection.
He was holding a can of pop in one hand, stroking himself with the other.
"Sorry, " he was all red in his face, "I wanted to ask what you would like to drink?"
"Haven't you seen a naked woman before?" I asked, knowing full well that Mike would have no problem getting a woman to bed.
His response surprised me.
"I have, but none as pretty as you."
"Wow" he continued, his eyes bulging in admiration, "you have no tan lines!"
The bulge in his shorts was much more pronounced now. He made no attempts to hide it either.
"Well," I moved close to him, "how about showing me yours?"
His face turned red.
I ran my fingers over his chest and ran my tongue over his nipples. They got harder.
