I was finishing up mowing Mrs. Clancy's lawn. I had been mowing all summer, currently between my freshman and sophomore years in college, to earn some cash. It wasn't too hot out, but I had a thin sheen of sweat on my body as I finished mowing the front lawn.
As I finished with the front, I saw Mrs. Clancy pull into the driveway on the side. She appeared to be in her late 30's, with curly black hair resting on her shoulders. As she passed me pulling into the driveway, she waved to me with a smile as she pursed her red lips. I could tell she was wearing a black suitcoat over a white blouse as she turned off the engine and opened the car door.
I was standing just behind the car, walking up to her as she opened the door. As she stepped out, all I could see was her legs. Wow! Her black pumps clicked on the ground. I noticed the slit running up the middle of her skirt sliding off of her thighs, giving me a fantastic view of her shapely long legs. I noticed the light of the sun glistening on the tops of her thighs.
"Hi there," Mrs. Clancy said, drawing my gaze back to her face. Her brown eyes had a sardonic look, having caught me staring at her legs.
"Hello," clearing my throat. "Nice to see you. I just finished your lawn."
"Great! The least I can do is pay you for it." She stepped out of her car, having grabbed her purse as she closed the door behind her. "Come up inside with me, I left my checkbook behind this morning" With that, she walked to the side door leading up to her apartment on the second floor.
I followed her, noticing her hips swaying as she got out her house keys. As she walked, I could see the outline of her thighs under the skirt as she walked to the house. She opened the door, held it open for me, and began walking up the stairs.
As she walked up, I noticed a similar slit running up the middle of the back of her skirt. While Mrs. Clancy walked up the stairs, I watched the slit revealing the back curves of her calves and thighs...looking so smooth and arousing as we climbed the stairs.
So she wouldn't catch me staring at her body again, I decided to make conversation.
"So.....is your husband home as well?"
I obviously regretted the words as soon as I uttered them. What about talking about the weather? Her job? The lawn? Anything but her husband. I felt like such an idiot.
"He's been out on business trips most of the summer....we've barely seen each other", Mrs. Clancy said dismissively. She then unlocked the door to her apartment, holding the door open as I walked in behind her.
Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked through the entry hallway, leading into the dining room. I was unable to resist watching as she placed her purse down on the table, then bent over to open a drawer in the nearby desk. My eyes strayed along the firm curve of her buns inside the skirt, sliding along the back curves of her thighs inside the skirt....then admiring the curves of her calves.
Mrs. Clancy pulled out her checkbook, noticing her red lacquered fingernails as she walked back to the dining room table. She then sat down in a chair, and crossed her legs as she started writing the check. My gaze couldn't be bothered with such a trivial thing as money at this point. I was unabashedly staring at her long leg, the slit sliding off to the side. Her shapely thighs looked so pale and smooth, my eyes running along the curve of them, noticing her calf of her crossed leg pressed against her other leg.
The ripping of the check from her check book brought me up to look at her, before she caught me staring at her again. Mrs. Clancy then looked up at me as she handed me the check, smiling at me.
