I want to thank friends Deb and Denny for reading my stories and being my editors.
I also want to thank davidwatts, backwoodsman, Kennylong and Rebecca Browning for writing wonderful stories that let me know I am not alone in my interests. I no longer feel like a lonely freak. I welcome your feedback and emails. I will probably answer them with the hope of good discussion on my stories. Please forgive my clumsy efforts, but I wanted to share a few stories that have been buzzing around in my head for years. My thanks to all the good folks at Literotica for providing me with great reading the past year and for the chance to write a story of my own.
I like the way davidwatts puts it in his wonderful stories, if you are offended by stories about beautiful natural women please read no further. This story is the fictional work of an over active imagination with inspiration from a real lady I knew long ago.
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John was a twenty year old college student who always wondered where the money was going to come from for his next semester's tuition. Almost every day he wandered through the student union to scan the bulletin boards for part time jobs. One day he saw an ad that looked promising. A nursery on the edge of town needed someone to work occasionally. There was a promise of good pay and long hours. John started to copy the number and then thought about it and took the note with him. He didn't want competition.
That afternoon John made the call and soon had an interview scheduled for that evening. He realized when he walked into the office that the interview had been scheduled for closing time. The woman in the office told him that she was the owner of the nursery and asked if he minded doing the interview at a picnic table out under the trees? John agreed and soon they were seated across from each other and she began to ask him questions.
He realized the interview was going well when she smiled after hearing that he had indeed worked with plants and planting many times in the past because his parents owned a farm. As she relaxed, the questions became more friendly and she smiled often and even joked with him when he shared stories about the trials and tribulations of being a farmer's son.
Finally she sat back and told him the interview was over and he was hired. She told him that his hours would be flexible and would often involve moving plants and trees and cleaning up after the nursery was closed. The pay she offered was better than he had expected and he accepted the job. They shook hands and she introduced herself as Tanya.
Tanya sat back and lit a cigarette and as they visited John looked her over closely for the first time. He guessed she was near his mother's age and that would be in the mid forties. He noticed Tanya smoked the same long white unfiltered cigarettes as his mother, Pall Malls. Her teeth were very white so he guessed she must brush often or not smoke as much as his mother who had nasty yellow teeth.
John noticed that she waited until he was talking to take her long deep drags. She would then inhale deeply, hold it for a few seconds and then exhale a long thick white stream of smoke into the air off to the side. John had always thought his mother's smoking habit was disgusting. She would drag and then talk with the smoke coming from her mouth and nose and rarely ever exhale. Tanya made smoking look graceful and elegant.
As they talked John learned that Tanya's husband had passed away the previous year and she was trying hard to make the nursery successful. John told Tanya about his father passing away and how much he missed him and she leaned across the table to briefly squeeze his hand and tell him how sorry she was. John felt as if electricity had passed between them and felt his cock stir as he looked at his new boss in a new way.
John was shocked that he had a half hard cock and was looking at a woman over twice his age with lust. Maybe it was more than that he admitted to himself. He liked her face and he loved the way her lips moved and looked when she smoked. John squirmed in his seat and glanced down to make sure his boner was not visible.
The conversation switched to the plants around them and John became absorbed in the talk and his hard-on shrank. It had been a very warm and humid spring day but there had been a good breeze blowing when they had sat down for the interview. Now the breeze died completely and in the still air John began to sweat and noticed Tanya had sparkling beads of sweat on her upper lip and forehead. He also noticed the fine sun bleached hairs on her forearms and her upper lip and felt his cock stir to life again.
He told himself to stop it and concentrated on the description she was giving for a new display for fruit trees that she wanted him to work on that week. Just as he thought he was under control she unbuttoned her light blue cotton smock and slipped it off. It was the same smock the other women had been wearing inside and he assumed it was to keep their clothing clean.
Under the smock Tanya had on a light tank top. He could see that she was sweat dampened and could easily see her bra through the unevenly damp material. Again he had to look away at the fruit trees as Tanya talked on and was almost under control again when she lit another cigarette. John could not help his eyes being drawn to her and after she took a deep drag she leaned back onto the fence behind her and rested her arm high on a rail keeping the cigarette near her lips.
John was shocked to see a thick tuft of dark sweaty hair under Tanya's arm. To John it looked like a pubic hair miniature and he completely lost the battle to keep his cock down and under control. He was grateful that his tented jeans were hidden under the picnic table and kept himself close to the table to stay hidden. He felt a cool spot on his hard cock and realized his always abundant precum had wet his pants.
Tanya seemed oblivious to it all and finished her description of the tree display and asked if John had any questions. John had listened to her as closely as possible and did ask a a couple of questions. As he talked about the trees he felt his cock subside and then began to stutter as she stood to walk to the trees and he knew his wet spot and tented pants would be very visible.
John asked what time she wanted him to work the next day and she told him 7 PM, which was closing time, and John suddenly blurted that he was late for an appointment with a professor and he would see her tomorrow. John looked back at her as he started his car and saw Tanya smiling his way as she exhaled a long plume of white smoke and waved at him, giving him a glimpse of her dark armpit again. He noticed that she had an amused smile on her face.
On the way back to his dorm room John pulled into the city park and drove to the end of a picnic grove. He parked out of the way under a shade tree and pulled his soaking cock from his pants. He began to stroke it thinking about Tanya and picturing her thick underarm hair and her sweaty face. In his fantasy she was stroking his cock and smoking a long white cigarette. John began to spurt ropes of cum and his orgasm lasted longer and was a deeper pleasure than any orgasm he had ever had.
John used some paper napkins and his handkerchief to clean himself and his car up and then drove back to his dorm. He went inside and found his roommate was out so he got in the shower and again began to jack his hard cock thinking about Tanya. This time John lasted longer and his fantasy started as before with her stroking his wet cock while she smoked and then he began to kiss her and to pull her arm up to feel her underarms. This was too much for him and he began to spray cum across the shower wall. As John finished and caught his breath he wondered how he was going to be able to work for this woman with the fantasies and desires he was having.
The next evening John studied in the library until six and then went to his room to change for work. Finding he was half hard and with a lot of drooling precum again he showered and jacked off twice fantasizing about Tanya. He tried to think about other women but his mind kept going back to Tanya and her sexy lips and furry underarms. John hoped he was drained enough to make it through the evening without embarrassing himself.
When John arrived at the nursery Tanya saw him and waved him over to the end of the counter. She gave him a diagram that was labeled with trees and plants by name and even had different colored arrows to show him where to move them. He assured her that he could handle the job and went outside to work.
It was another hot evening and John worked steadily for over an hour. He was soaked with sweat but was proud of his progress. He continued working for another two hours and was glad several large lights came on after sunset. John did think it a bit strange that Tanya did not come out to check on him. He did not realize that she was working in the office and would take occasional peeks to see what he was doing. She was very pleased at his hard work and the new displays were looking even better than she had hoped.
At 10 PM John heard the office door open and close and Tanya came out with a large bottle of cold water and a huge brownie wrapped in a napkin. "Sit down and cool off before you collapse, " she said as she handed the items to him and went on to walk around and examine the displays. "I thought you would have to work until midnight to get these done for opening tomorrow but you are almost finished, good job! "