Bobby walked home from his encounter with Mrs. Harris, smiling. He’d had a crush on her years before the thought of sex entered his life, and now he’d finally gotten what he’d been hoping for. He’d managed to keep her son, Jason, his best friend, in the dark about his success with women, which helped set up the fantastic evening with his mother.

He’d initially kicked off his plan while Jason was away at school, but laughed to think he’d become an unwitting accomplice and that his ‘inexperienced virgin’ act had once again been quite convincing.

Now he just had to get her to sign up for his lawn service. He was confident that she’d come on to him again once she saw him walking through her yard in his tight shorts and bare, muscular chest. All the others did.

With each new ‘customer’, he was reminded of the first.

Linda Bates had been divorced for well over a year and was having a difficult time getting back into the dating scene. She’d had a few dates, and one or two interesting prospects, but despite her still-hot body, they’d been scared off by her two young children once the thrill of the conquest had passed with a lunchtime quickie while her kids were at school or after they had gone to sleep. She decided to cool it for a while until a different approach to dating could be devised.

It was a sweltering summer day when she took the day off from work to lie by her pool in a skimpy bikini, working on her tan. She still had a couple of hours before she had to pick the kids up from school, so she was taking a break from the drudgery of housework.

It had been a couple of months since the last time she’d climaxed at the hand of another. She’d had a date during that time, but saw him as the same as the others and let him drift away before getting her needs tended to. It was just her and her suction cup dildo in the shower, but despite ever larger specimens, they weren’t living up to their claim of providing complete satisfaction.

She’d taken off her top in the interest of reducing tan lines, discarding it on the small table that held her bottle of sparkling mineral water. As she often did, she cupped her firm breasts in her hands, imagining them being handled by a strong, handsome man who stood behind her. He’d leave one tit behind to slide a hand down her flat stomach, poised to slip into her panties to see if she was wet enough to handle his cock.

She was about to enhance her mind game with her hand between her legs when her daydream was interrupted by the sound of the side gate opening, and the loud engine of a lawnmower, pushed by Bobby, her lawn boy.

She reached for her top, but in her haste, knocked it off the table out of reach. Watching him running the mower up and down the side yard, his attention focused on his work, she wondered whether he’d even notice. She’d thought before that he was kind of cute, though quite young, but his tight shorts and bare chest, due to the heat, had her seeing him in a different light today. Deciding to leave her tits bare, she lay back and watched him work from behind her sunglasses.

Bobby had noticed pretty quickly that the sexy divorcee was sunbathing, but it wasn’t until he’d gotten to the lawn behind the pool that he saw her naked tits. He tried to look without being noticed, hoping that maybe she was sleeping in the lounger that cradled her incredible body.

She could tell he’d noticed, but did nothing about it as the sight of his cute butt and sweaty, muscular body was getting her rather sweaty too, with a different sort of wetness developing between her legs. He was looking more and more, even going off course a couple of times, but she maintained her ‘sleeping’ posture.

Bobby couldn’t believe it. He thought briefly about his mother’s strict teachings about being respectful and what women didn’t want him to do, but he knew she was full of shit. The guys were always trying to get him to pursue the girls who showed an interest, but apart from being physically attracted, he didn’t really know what to do. He was only seventeen, after all, but he could feel his already tight shorts getting much tighter as he moved closer and closer to what he considered a perfect pair of tits. He altered his usual pattern such that the strip of grass closest to her was the last as he passed within a couple of feet of her just before he finished and shut the mower off.

She’d managed to remain still the entire time, but when he came so close, looking almost straight up at him from behind her dark glasses, as he stared, she felt a twitch between her legs. She wasn’t going to let an opportunity for some very suggestive teasing and flirting pass.

“Hi, Bobby!” she called to him when the mower stopped. He was embarrassed by her display, unsure of how to react, so he waved a distant ‘hello.’ “Could you come here and help me with something?”

“Oh. Um, okay. I suppose so,” he replied, not knowing how he’d be able to stand before her without staring. “Hi, Ms. Bates,” he said as he walked up, trying desperately to look her in the eye, but his gaze inevitably jumped to her gorgeous tits.

“I don’t go for that, Ms crap, Bobby. Call me Linda, okay?”

“Uh, okay. You wanted my help with something?”

“Yes! Could you put some suntan lotion on my back?” she said, passing him the bottle and turning over on her stomach. It was such a blatant come-on, but she figured he was young enough not to have seen it before.

“Oh, wow! Okay,” he replied.

He’d done it for girls before, but Linda was a woman, a gorgeous woman. He squirted some of the white cream into his palm, rubbed his hands together to spread it out, and tentatively placed his hands on her back, just below her shoulders.

“Start at my shoulders and work your way down,” she instructed, with her head resting on her arms and her eyes glued to the large sausage showing in Bobby’s shorts. She began to wonder if this could be more than just flirting.

Kneeling at her side, he massaged her back as he rubbed the oily cream into her flawless skin. By the time he reached her waist, she was moving with his hands and mewing in response to his touch. His hands gradually moved more confidently as they responded to each other’s touch. He was wrapping his hands around her sides at her waist, disappointed that he was almost done.

“Bobby? I don’t want to embarrass you or anything, but do you think you can do my bottom, too?” she said as her hands reached back and pulled her swimsuit bottom down a couple of inches, looking at him with questioning eyes.

“Oh, um …” he said with a gasp, and then continued in what he hoped sounded like a more adult voice. “Sure, Linda! I’d be happy to!”

“Thank you!” she replied, chuckling inside at his attempt to sound blasé about it while baring her bottom completely. “Now make sure you get in all the cracks and crevices, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am!” he said as he laid his hands on the very top of her magnificent cheeks and caressed them lovingly, the suntan lotion just an excuse to play with her ass, which she seemed to appreciate.

“Mmm, that feels good, Bobby!” she cooed.

Bobby couldn’t believe his luck. He’d barely touched a girl like this before, and now this beautiful woman was encouraging him to feast his fingers on her sumptuous flesh. He got more adventurous as her body responded to him, twisting, turning, and lifting her hips to force his virtually virgin fingers where she really didn’t need any suntan lotion.

“Ooo, yeah! Go ahead, Bobby!” she said when his fingers worked the very bottom of her cheeks, just inches from her crotch. “Mmm, do you like touching me like this?”

“Yes, ma’am, but I’ve never done this before!” he confessed.

“You’re doing … Ooo! … doing fine!” she yipped when he ran a fingertip down her cleft and across her anus. “Do you want to touch my pussy?” she asked as her legs parted. “Go ahead! Gently!”

“It’s really wet and slippery!” he observed as his fingers slid easily into her slit.

“You know what that means, don’t you?” He didn’t reply, being too fascinated with the tender flesh of her sex. “It’s your fingers that’ve made me so wet!”

She loved his naïve innocence and imagined she could get him to do anything she asked, and right now, she was going to show him how to make her cum. This was just sex on her terms with someone too young to care about her marital or maternal status.

“I’m gonna turn over so you can see better,” she said, loving the way his eyes flew open at the sight of her tits and cleanly shaved pussy. “You don’t need that anymore,” she said when he picked up the bottle of lotion. She kicked her swimsuit bottom off, then took his right hand in hers, saying, “Now put your hand right … ohhh, here!” she instructed, placing his palm on her smooth mons and his fingers back in her slit. “Now just rub gently, up and down. That’s it. Mmm! Do you like the way that feels?”

“Yes, ma’am! It’s making me really … you know, big?” he said as though she might not realize that.

“Yes, I can see that! I’m gonna take care of that for you, but first you need to make me cum, okay?”

“I don’t know how to …”

“I’ll show you!” With her hand still on top of his, she moved it where she wanted, pressing on his fingers like the keys of a piano, playing her tune. “Ooo, that’s good!” she sighed, her hips rocking in sync with his hand. “Now, down here. Feel that hole?” she pressed the tip of his middle finger into the opening. “Put it all the way in! Oh, yeah! That’s it! Oh, God!” she cried as his finger squirmed around inside her. “Now, fuck me with your finger, Bobby! In and out! Oh, that’s it! Mmm, put another finger in! Oh, God! A little faster! Yeah!”

His face was a picture of fascination, discovery, and shock all rolled into one. It reminded her of the first boy, about Bobby’s age, who’d done this to her, and he’d needed just as much direction, but Bobby was already doing a much better job of it. As her arousal climbed, she grabbed his free hand and rubbed her slippery, wet lips with it a few times until he was doing it on his own.

Bobby was beside himself, ecstatic about what he was doing for this gorgeous, sexy woman. In control of both hands now, he began to improvise, repeating something that elicited a reaction and doing everything harder and faster. He would have liked to hold one of her gyrating tits, but as she’d placed his hands where they were, he figured she knew best what she wanted, and her squirming body was the proof.

It was taking longer than she expected, partly because of his experimentation, but when he finally hit on just the right combination …

“Oh my God, Bobby! Just keep doing that!” she gasped between her moans and wails, and her hips rose off the seat, held up by a body straining to hold on for every last ounce of pleasure. “Oh fuck! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I’m gonna … I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna … ohhh fuuuccckkk!” she cried as she finally reached her climax.

Bobby felt her juices flowing into his hand as her trembling body fell to the lounger again. He watched in awe as she clamped her legs tight together, trapping his fingers still in her pussy, while her hands mauled her tits, squeezing and pinching them. The log in his shorts made its presence known as the sight of her writhing body, which he’d brought to this point, threatened an eruption in his pants.

“Are you okay, ma’am?” he asked, surprised at how long she just lay there quivering.

“Yes, I’m okay. I’m more than okay! And call me Linda! Was that your first time touching a girl like that?”

“I had a girl who let me put my hand in her pants, but not in her … her underwear, and very quickly, so yes, that was really my first time doing that!”

“Well, you were very good at it, Bobby!” she complimented, to build up his ego a bit. “Did you enjoy it?” she asked as she got up to sit on the side of the lounger facing him as he knelt before her.

“Oh, yes, ma … um, Linda!”

“Yes, I can see that!” she said with a smile as she put her hand on the enormous bulge in his tight shorts, stroking lightly through them. “Does that feel good?” she asked, getting a vigorous nod in response. “Why don’t you stand up?”

Her hand never left the long, thick lump as he stood, the waist of his shorts now at eye level. She looked up at him, staring back expectantly, with his arms nervously at his sides, not knowing what to do with them. She pulled the bow of the drawstring open and hooked her thumbs into the waist of both shorts and briefs. His eyes opened wide as she drew them down, but hers opened wider at the sight of his enormous cock.

“Oh my God, Bobby!” she gasped, the length and girth more than any she’d ever seen or held.

“What? What’s wrong?” he worried.

“Nothing! Nothing at all!” she replied, hoping she could keep it her secret for at least a little while, knowing even girls his age would be flocking to him for a piece of his meat. Using both hands, she lifted it and brought the tip to her mouth, saying, “I know exactly where I’m gonna put this next time, but for now …”

She opened her mouth and sucked the bulbous head in, licking with abandon. Even with both of her petite hands wrapped around it, there was still more than enough for her to suck on.

“Ohh! Oh, Linda!” he cried, followed by various noises reflecting both his pleasure and inexperience.

He’d obviously never had a girl handle his dick, but she wondered how often he did so himself. She had no knowledge of his prudish mother, who kept him self-conscious enough to severely limit his jacking off, but not entirely stop it.

She knew she couldn’t control when he came, and it would likely be quick, so she just went for it, taking as much in her mouth as would fit. She didn’t expect it to help much, but one hand clamped tight around the base to hold back the torrent, and the other grabbed his ass.

‘Ooo, he does have a cute butt!’ she thought as she licked and sucked.

“Linda! I’m gonna … gonna ejaculate, Linda!” he said as he tried to pull away, but she held fast. “Linda!!” he cried again in panic.

She could feel it trying to get past her tourniquet of fingers and finally let it go with three hot streams hitting the back of her throat as Bobby watched in horror, thinking he should have stopped it. A dribble escaped at the corner of her mouth, and her tongue flicked out to rescue it, then swallowed the whole load with a satisfied smile.

He was still shaking when she stood up, put her arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard, not entirely surprised that this he knew how to do, his tongue dancing with hers.

“Mmm, that was fun, wasn’t it?” she asked when their lips parted.

“Oh my God! Yes, ma … Linda!” he replied, shocked when she took his hands and placed them on her tits.

“Would you like to do it again? I’ve got lots more to show you!” she said as she held his drooping dick, still bigger than any in her past. She’d thought about fucking him today, such was her desire to feel his trouser snake in her neglected pussy, but she was afraid it would be too much the first time.

“Oh yes! Very much!”

“Good! Do a good job on my lawn next week, and you might get to stick this in my pussy!” she said, still holding his cock. There was no ‘might’ about it. She was gonna have his cock in her cunt even if he managed to kill her entire lawn.

“I will!” he replied excitedly, adding, “I’ll do a great job,” thinking that his fucking this amazing woman depended on it.

“One more thing. You can’t tell anyone about what we’re doing!” she said, but he looked doubtful. “Anyone, Bobby! Especially your parents or friends! That’s essential if you want to do it again! Do you understand?”

“Yes, Linda!”

“See you next week, Bobby!” she said after a quick kiss, then bent to pick up the parts of her swimsuit and headed into the house. Bobby was still standing in the same place, stunned by the whole encounter, when she turned and gave him a finger wave before disappearing inside.

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