Todd always enjoyed Wednesday afternoons in the summer. Despite the fact that his summer breaks from college were spent pushing lawnmowers around the expansive estates of the rich residents of central New Jersey, he always had Wednesday afternoons to brighten his spirits.
It was on these days that he serviced the grounds of Mrs. Kaplan. She was married to some executive with one of the big accounting firms in the city who was too rich to be bothered with taking care of the grounds of his million dollar home. In the two summers Todd had been to Mrs. Kaplan's home, he had never once laid eyes on her husband.
The woman of the house, however, had pleased his eyes many times. Todd always arrived in the early afternoon and Mrs. Kaplan was always lying out by the large in-ground pool in a bikini that was barely winning the battle to cover her mature tits and ass. A full-time woman of leisure, she had a body that appeared half the age of her 55 years. Big, full breasts, a flat stomach, firm abs, athletic legs and a solid ass. The girls Todd dated in college had nothing on this woman.
"Good afternoon, Todd, my dear," she said one Wednesday afternoon from behind her designer sunglasses, half empty wine glass in hand. "Hope this heat isn't being too hard on you."
"No, ma'am," he said. "Sort of comes with the job I guess."
"Well why don't I go fix you some nice cold ice-tea and when you are finished with the lawn it will be ready for you."
"That would be great," he said, watching her tight ass walk into the massive house, blue bikini riding slightly up her ass, exposing the outlying areas of her cheeks.
Todd wiped the sweat from his brow and started his duties, cutting the large yard in near record time before edging and grabbing the broom to start sweeping the walkway in the back yard. He hadn't seen Mrs. Kaplan reemerge from the house and figured she may have passed out somewhere from drinking too much wine in the sun.
He started to sweep the walk, scanning the windows for a sign of life. In the second floor bathroom window he saw Mrs. Kaplan primping her hair. She was in front of a full length mirror, the curtains and shade wide open. Todd stopped in his tracks, staring at her topless figure playfully fluffing her hair in different styles. His cock got hard in his khaki shorts.
He tried to look bush, in case Mrs. Kaplan looked down, but he was sweeping the walk in the same area, starring up at her lovely, mature, full, slightly saggy breasts. He could only see her from the waist up, but that was enough to have him fully erect. He looked harder, squinting his eyes trying to make out every detail of her body, but in an instant she was gone.
Todd went back to sweeping. Several minutes later Mrs. Kaplan poked her head out of the back sliding door and signaled him to come inside for the iced-tea she had promised. Todd dropped the broom and hurried inside.
Inside Mrs. Kaplan was standing in the kitchen wearing a white satin robe, it was tied tight to her chest and at first glance Todd could not tell if there was anything underneath.
"Here, Todd, have a cold drink and cool off a bit," she said. When she moved to grab the pitcher and pour the tea Todd could tell by the sway of her breasts against the robe that she wasn't wearing a bra.
He took a big, refreshing gulp and thanked her for the tea. When she turned to fill his glass with more ice he scanned the backside of her robe for panty lines and found none. His body tingled at the thought of her nude body covered by a thin, satin layer of fabric.
"You know, Todd, you have been cutting my grass for two summers now and I must say, I don't know how you can stand being out in that heat all day."
He shrugged and told Mrs. Kaplan that you sort of get used to it after long enough.
"I couldn't do it," she said. "Even in a tiny bikini I get overheated after just a few hours, but you, you are out there all day long. It is remarkable. And that tan, look at that great tan you have."
"You have a pretty great tan yourself."
She shrugged.
