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.