I would like to tell a story to you that has some truth and some fantasy involved. A little background first.
Part 1.
For sometime I'd had an attraction to or better said a fetish for much older women. I was twenty one and somehow found ladies who were seventy years old alluring to me. Not to be their boyfriend or marry but as a sexual fetish. I'm not talking about disabled or ancient looking but still elderly looking and yes alluring to me.
Another fetish I had at the time was being a bit of an exhibitionist. I was young and had a youthful well built body and in the right circumstances liked to playfully show it off. Nothing criminal. Just adult flirting. Consenting adults. So adding both these fetishes together I ended up in an adventure of a lifetime. Yet not how I expected it would be. Surprised was more like it.
I was working for a guy who had a small landscaping business. Cutting grass, trimming bushes and general yard care. One day while working at a house I met the neighbor. Ms. Eve was her name. She had wandered over to the fence between the properties where I was working. I learned later that Eve was seventy four years old and a widow. She was about five foot seven and slim. Her pale wrinkled skin showed that she didn't get out in the sun much. She had very intense deep blue eyes and was wearing beige slacks and a white blouse. Her lips were a dark ruby red and I kept staring at them as she chatted with me.
All in all I'd say Ms. Eve was just the type of elderly lady I would lay in bed at night and masturbate about. We made small talk and she asked about my work. She asked me if I ever did any smaller odd jobs or just did full yards. The wheels in my head were spinning as I told her I take extra work to make a few bucks. Ms. Eve told me to come see her sometime as she had some small things around her house she needed done.
When the day ended my boss took off and I stalled around so that when he left I could head over to Old Ms. Eve's place. I was wearing some tight kinda short cut off jeans and had my tee shirt slung over my shoulder as she greeted me at her door. She asked me in and began to explain to me the things she wanted done. A light bulb she couldn't reach, a torn window screen, things like that.
As she walked around and spoke I could feel my young cock growing inside my shorts. As I was not wearing underwear it might become noticeable soon. Seven inches of shaved hard young dick. I imagined what it would be like to masturbate in front of her. Standing up it would squirt all over the floor or laying down maybe squirt all over my belly and chest. The thought of her deep blue eyes getting wide as they transfixed on me jacking off my cock. I was hard indeed!
So Ms. Eve tells me to have a seat and goes to get me a glass of water. You could see the full outline of my hard dick, every inch under my shorts. She came back and sat in the chair next to me and started chatting. Sometimes an older lady just likes the company of someone to tell her stories to, spend time with. I wondered if she noticed my hard dick? I was sitting in a way to try and make it noticeable and see if she had any reaction.