Most men are filled with fantasies of older women from the moment they first develop an interest in sex. Whether it's a hot older neighbor, a schoolteacher, or your best friend's mom. This is my take on this familiar theme and I hope you all enjoy. I try to avoid breaking my stories up, but in this case it just kept growing and growing until it had to be submitted in sections. Even broken into chapters they're lengthy stories. As always I remind you all to practice safe sex even though my characters don't. Comments, good or bad, are always welcomed.
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Reading through the paper I had circled a few ads that looked promising and was planning to start calling them when I turned to the last page and saw the perfect job. I had just gotten home from my second year of college the week before and was looking for a summer job. There was an ad from a lady who was looking for someone to fill in for her regular gardener who would be away until the fall. I was studying botany in college and the lady described her place as a large planted property with a wide variety of plants that required expert care. I'd worked summer jobs gardening jobs with the city throughout high school and that was part of what got me interested in studying plants as a career. The thought of being able to work outside all summer instead of being stuck in some store at the mall was appealing so I gave her a call right away dialing the number in the ad.
"Hello, could I speak with Mrs. Swanson please?" I said reading her last name from the ad.
"Speaking," she said after a brief pause.
"Hi my name is Dan. I'm calling about your ad in the paper today. I was hoping the position was still open," I said.
"It is..." she answered, "But you sound a little young. It's a big property and there are a lot of plants to care for," she said with obvious doubt in her voice.
"I think I can do it ma'am. At least let me come for an interview before you make up your mind," I said hoping she'd give me a chance.
"Well ok but first you'll have to stop calling me ma'am," she laughed in a warm, rich tone. "It's Mrs. Swanson or Ellen if you want. Come by this afternoon and we can go over your credentials."
Wearing a shirt and tie for the interview and had my mother drop me off at what can be best described as The Swanson Estate. It was close enough that I'd be able to bike to work all summer, though for today I got a ride figuring sweat stains might not make the best first impression. I hit the intercom and waited a minute or two until a woman's voice answered and opened the security gate. As I walked the long driveway up to her mansion I was having second thoughts already. The brick wall topped with wrought iron stretched out of sight on either side into to a mini forest of trees and I noticed the immaculate green lawn that covered acre upon acre. Proudly, I noted that I knew most of the plants on sight but the sheer size of the property was quickly dawning on me.
I rang the doorbell and was greeted by her housekeeper. She brought me inside and ushered me to a sitting room where ice water and tea were waiting. I accepted a glass of water and looked around nervously afraid to move. The furniture in this room was probably worth more than my parent's house. 'What would happen if I broke something here?' I thought shuddering to think what it might cost to replace things.
"Hello there Dan," she said sweeping into the room smelling of sweet perfume. Being a horny young man, I noticed was how attractive she was the moment she entered. She looked to be in her late thirties and had her dark brown hair with lighter highlights cut just above her chin. Big brown eyes and a nose that looked a little large for a woman gave an alluring boldness to her features. A necklace of gold and what I thought were sapphires circled her neck and a matching bracelet that looked very expensive but not gaudy. The watch she wore glittered with jewels as did the rings on her fingers. She wore a sleeveless light blue top that showed off her tan and had thicker upper arms than you'd generally see on a younger woman. I studied her nice large breasts and wide childbearing hips beneath the black skirt she wore with an approving eye. Finally, there were her darkly tanned legs ended in a pair of open toes shoes. "I hope you weren't waiting long," she said as I stood to shake her hand.
"Not at all Mrs. Swanson," I said noticing she was just a couple of inches shorter than my six foot one frame. Damn this is what a proper trophy wife is supposed to look like.
"Please sit down," she said with a warm smile. "Still think you can handle it after getting a look at the grounds?" she asked laughing at my stunned expression.
"Well it's bigger than I thought, but I'm willing to give it a try if you'll have me," I said trying to sound confident.
"Then tell me why you think you can do this job," she said pouring a cup of tea for herself.
Handing her my resume, I started by telling her about my three summers of working with the city parks division. I told her about my major in college and my career plans once I graduated, adding some general things about being hard working and dependable. But what really impressed her was when I mentioned the wind damage to one of her trees I had noticed on the walk to the house that would need some attention soon or the tree would be in danger of being lost.
"My gardener left it like that before he went away for the summer and told me not to hire anyone who didn't see it on the way in. I've lost track of the number of people who've been in for an interview but you're the first to mention it. I'm still worried that you're a little inexperienced but I'll give you a chance. If everything goes smoothly for the first week I'll hire you for the summer. Come by Monday morning at eight and I'll introduce you to your crew," she said with a smile.
"Crew?" I asked with a surprised look.
"You didn't think I expected you to handle all of this by yourself did you?" she said chuckling. "I'll still want to see you getting your hands dirty but you'll be the supervisor of over the others. They're all hard workers but none of them know how to manage the property."
"I'll see you Monday morning at eight then," I said, relived I wouldn't be alone but worried over managing the rest of the staff at the same time.
Monday morning was bright and sunny. I left my house at seven on my mountain bike to make sure I was there in plenty of time. Arriving twenty minutes early, I was let in by the housekeeper to wait inside. Looked around the front rooms of the house, I marveled again at the rich furnishings and stunning artwork. I couldn't begin to guess what some of this stuff must be worth.
"Good morning Dan," she said from behind me.
"Morning Mrs. S," I said sounding like a character in a TV show from the 60s. I'd been thinking about her all weekend and was nervous around her now. She looked sexy again today in a red sleeveless pantsuit.
"Come with me I'll show you the work shed and all the tools," she said leading the way.
The back part of the estate was even bigger than the front. She pointed out a few things to me as she led me to the large tool shed where there were two riding mowers and two golf carts plus an endless array of hedge trimmers, weed cutters, and other tools. There were plenty of pots and bags of soil, grass seed, and fertilizers. There was even an attached greenhouse where new plants and seedlings could be given a good head start prior to planting.
"You'll be in charge of ordering supplies too," she said after I had looked around. "Just order whatever you need and send me the bill when it gets here. Ray left a list of numbers to all the best suppliers in town by the phone. They'll usually deliver the same day if you call in the morning. Don't worry about what it might cost, just get whatever you think is needed."
"Ok" I said stunned by the responsibility she was placing on me. "But when you say don't worry about the costs?"
"I mean don't worry at all. When it comes to the garden I'll spare no expense. I'll be hosting my annual garden party at the end of July and I want everything to look perfect no matter what it costs," she said placing her hand on my shoulder with a soft touch. "Now the men are here so you should probably put them to work. I'll be watching you closely this week to make sure you can handle it. I'll want you to come talk to me at end of each day and we'll go over what you did."
That first day was one of the most hectic in my life. There were four men in my crew and realized I didn't have any plan for what they should do yet. I started by asking each what he was best at and was pleased the idea had come to me. Two I put on mowing right away, figuring it would keep them busy most of the day. Another was sent to check the large rock garden I had seen for weeds and told him to water while he was there. The last I took with me in a cart to check on the damaged tree I had notice when I first came there. We finished with the tree in no time and I sent him to water the flowers as I drove around surveying the property. When I got back to the shed I noticed there was a nice big map of the estate with lots of notes written on it by Ray. I studied it for a while planning tomorrow's work in much better detail and then went through the inventory adding a few items to my first list of things to order.
So far things seemed to be going smoothly, then the men started showing up at the shed asking what they should do next or needing me to come take a look a problem. One had found caterpillars on some of the flowering trees and another had found large patch of grass on the back lawn that was overrun with weeds. I called an exterminator right away to take care of the pests and inspected the weed problem. My lunch hour was spent touring the grounds again looking for other places to put the men to work in the afternoon.
By the time four o'clock rolled around I was relieved the day was over. I hadn't eaten yet and quickly ate what I had brought for lunch before heading inside to meet with Mrs. Swanson. After telling her what we had done today she seemed genuinely pleased, but pointed out a few things I should have thought of that would need to be done tomorrow.
"Well done Dan," she said with a smile. "Tomorrow I want to start discussing the fountain and gazebo area out by the east wing. I want to completely change the look there for this year's party. I'll see you tomorrow," she said touching my shoulder again as she showed me out.
