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Subject: {ASSM} "Mrs. Anne" (MF, Older F with teenager)
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--Anne

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"Mrs. Anne" (MF, Older F with teenager)

It was already well into the summer when I decided that I really
couldn't hold a job, keep house, and take care of all the yard work,
including the pool, by myself. Ever since my husband passed away, God
rest his soul, I had been trying to do the work of two people on my own.
It was impossible. I started to look into hiring a company to at least
cut my grass and the trim my hedges. My neighbor, however, encouraged me
to call a local high school kid instead. He lived just down the road,
and I had watched him playing in streets with his friends when he was
small. It was hard to believe that he was old enough now to work at
cutting lawns and the like.

"He's reliable, does a great job, and costs much less than the
professionals," my neighbor told me. "You really should call him. His
name is Todd." I had to admit that it did seem to make sense. I called
him a few days later.

Todd sounded boyish on the phone and something in the way he called me
"Ma'am" made him seem very young. Yet he seemed to know his business and
I was pleased that he wanted to stop by and see the property before
giving me a price. That sounded professional. When he arrived at my door
the next day I was quite taken aback by his size and stature. He was at
least six feet tall, lean, well tanned, and very manly. He had thick,
curly blond hair and penetrating blue eyes. It was hard to believe that
he was only 16. He looked over my lawn and measured it out with his
stride before giving me a quote. His price was good, I thought, and
considering how well we was recommended I told him he had the job. He
would cut my grass once each week for the rest of the summer.

Todd showed up two days later, as scheduled, driving a light pick-up
truck with his own lawn mower tied in the back. He didn't bother coming
to the door. Instead he just unloaded his equipment and started right to
work. I watched him discretely through the window in part to make sure
he had everything he needed and in part, I admit, to admire him. He had
a stunning body. He was wearing shorts and his legs looked sturdy and
powerful. I wondered idly if he had a girl friend, but I didn't pursue
that thought too far. While he worked I stole glances at him now and
then through various windows. I told myself that I was just checking on
his progress but I knew it was more than that. At one point he took off
his shirt, exposing a well muscled chest and strong shoulders. I sighed.

When he was finished he came to the door to get paid. He was covered
with a thin film of sweat and I could smell his male scent in the air
about him. "Thank you, Ma'am," he said politely as I gave him his money.

"Thank you," I replied. "Same time next week?"

"Yes, definitely," he said.

After he left I could feel my heart pounding. There was no doubt that
boy aroused me. I knew it was crazy. I was older than his mother! Yet my
body didn't seem to care. It had been almost a year since my husband's
heart attack and, quite honestly, even longer than that since I had had
regular sex. Was there anything unnatural in my finding a little
excitement in a strong young man like Todd?

The next couple of weeks were uneventful. Todd arrived on time each
week, did his job, and left. My neighbor was right about him doing good
work. I was very pleased. I was also pleased with the weekly show that
he gave me and I took to watching him from the windows quite a bit. He
almost always did his work wearing just shorts and I loved watching his
body laboring in the hot sun. I loved seeing the sweat form on his back
and on his forehead. I loved the way his strong legs and firm ass
powered his steps. He was a picture of health and virility. Quite
frankly, he turned me on.

Todd even started to appear in my self-pleasuring fantasies. At first
images of him came to me unbidden, and I felt a little strange thinking
about him in such an explicitly sexual way. Yet I knew that there was
nothing wrong with enjoying a taboo fantasy now and then, and it wasn't
long before I was pleasuring myself to thoughts of Todd quite regularly.
It seemed very naughty, but I really couldn't help myself. Yet the more
I thought about Todd the more I wanted him... and not just in fantasy. I
started to form a plan. It was a plan that really only made sense at
first when I was in that beautifully aroused state just before orgasm.
Yet as time went on my plan started sounding better and better to me at
other times as well.

The next week was particularly hot when Todd was out cutting my grass. I
decided I would help him cool off by brining him a drink of ice cold
lemonade. I also dressed to attract his attention. I wore shorts and a
halter, leaving my belly and legs as exposed as I could without seeming
too blatent about it. At 52 I wasn't as young as I used to be, but I
felt that my body was still in respectable shape.

He was happy for the break and we stood together in my front yard
talking while he refreshed himself. I enjoyed that greatly and I found
myself naturally flirting with him.

"Would you be willing to trim around the pool in the back after you are
done with the lawn?" I asked him. "Of course I will pay you extra."

"Certainly, Ma'am," he replied. "I'd be happy to."

"Do you have many customers?" I asked.

"Umm, eight right now," he said. "It works out to about a job a day."

"That sounds like a good business."

"It's okay," he replied. "It gives me spending money but it doesn't take
all of my time."

"I'm sure many of us older ladies appreciate your help." I said with a
seductive edge to my voice. He smiled but he didn't reply although I
noticed him glancing at my breasts. I thrust my chest towards him
slightly in an effort to make myself look a little bigger and a little
firmer. I didn't want to come on to him too much too soon but I wanted
him to know that it was okay to look.

"Well, I should get back to work," he said.

"Okay, that's fine," I told him, touching his arm lightly with my hand.
"I'll talk to you again soon."

"Here's your glass, Ma'am," he said.

I brushed the hair back from my eyes. "Thank you," I said as I took the
glass. I turned and headed back to the house. I imagined him watching me
go but I didn't dare turn around to see. When I got inside my heart was
racing and I felt almost like a teenager myself. "What am I doing?" I
thought to myself. "This is nuts!"

When Todd finished up he came to to the door to get paid as usual. I
gave him his money and then added, "Would you like to take a dip in the
pool to cool off? It looks awfully hot out there."

"I didn't bring any swimming trunks," he said.

"You can use my husband's," I replied. He hesitated. "Come on," I said.
"It will only take a minute to get it and then you can cool off."

"Okay, Ma'am," he said. "Yeah... that sounds good."

I invited him in while I went and dug through my husband's old clothes
looking for a swim suit that might actually fit Todd. I thanked God that
I hadn't yet gotten rid of all that stuff. I briefly wondered what my
husband would say if he knew what I was planning to do but I tried not
to think about that.

"Here you go," I said to Todd as I returned to the living room with a
swim suit and a towel. "You can change in the bathroom just down the
hall."

I waited for Todd to change, trying hard not to think too much about his
naked body in my bathroom. When he came back out he took my breath away.
Although my husband had developed a bit of a paunch, Todd was able to
tie his old suit up tightly against his lean body and he looked
wonderful in it.

"Just head out and enjoy," I said directing him toward the back yard.

"Thank you, Ma'am."

As soon as he was on his way, I rushed to my bedroom and got undressed.
My hands were shaking so hard I had trouble undoing the buttons on my
shirt and unhooking my bra. I was nervous but committed to going through
with my plan. Let the consequences be damned. I studied my naked image
in the mirror. My face had a couple of minor blemishes on it, but my
eyes were keen and my features were sharp. My breasts sagged more than
they used to, but at size 36C they were still round and full. My belly
wasn't quite as flat as I would have liked, and I had a scar from an
operation 15 years ago, but I wasn't fat and my muscle tone was good.
Regular physical exercise and a good diet kept me in decent shape and I
felt confident that I could attract Todd's attention. "Besides," I
thought with a smile, "he's probably young enough to find any willing
female sexy."

I dug around in the back of my underwear drawer until I found my bikini.
I hardly ever wore it. Mostly I preferred to swim in a one piece suit
or, late at night, while wearing nothing at all. However, my one piece
suit, which is extremely functional, wasn't going to do what I needed
just then. I toyed briefly with the idea of just walking out there
naked, but that seemed like too much too fast. "It would probably scare
him off," I decided.

My heart pounded while I slipped on the bikini. I felt very excited, and
as I adjusted the suit's fit between my legs, I let one finger briefly
probe my sex. I was already moist and aroused. Finally I took a last
look at myself in the mirror, brushed my short, brown hair a bit, and
headed toward the pool. "One good thing about being in menopause," I
thought to myself, "is that I don't have to worry about birth control."
Then I shook my head slightly. "Am I really going to go that far?" I
wondered.

I found Todd in the water just leasuirely swimming down the length of
the pool. "How is it?" I called out as I closed the gate behind me. I
had a towel hanging over my shoulders but I quickly put it down on a
chair so that he could better see what I had to offer. I was glad that I
lived at the end of the road with no neighbors who could see into my
backyard. I didn't want anyone to witness my perversions!

"Mrs. Johnson!" he said with surprise as he rubbed the water out of his
eyes. "It's... um... it's great!" I could see him taking me in and that
pleased me. I walked over near the edge of the pool and stood there so
that he could look over my body more easily.

"You don't mind if I come in too, do you?" I asked.

"No, of course not," he said. "It's your pool."

I got into the shallow end gradually where the water was only about
waist deep. The point of all this wasn't really about swimming. It was
about letting him see me. I did submerge myself up to my neck and swim a
little that way. I didn't want to get my hair wet, but the water did
feel good. I stood up again and Todd came over next to me.

"You are lucky to have this," he said. "It's nice."

I stepped a bit closer to him, enjoying his proximity. His body
glistened with water and he seemed so large, strong, and powerful.
"Thank you," I replied. "It's a lot of work to maintain but it seems
worth it on days like today." I could see Todd glancing down at my
breasts again and I waited patiently as he did so. He looked up at me
and saw me watching him but before he could say a word I smiled. "I like
the way it's hidden from the neighbors," I said pointing in the general
direction of the street. "That makes it better for skinny dipping," I
added with a smile.

He grinned back. "Do you do that?" he asked.

"Yes," I said. "Quite often, in fact." That idea seemed to please him.

I pulled a raft into the water and started to climb up onto it. Todd
helped me and the feeling of his hand on my arm thrilled me. I pretended
to have more trouble than I really did so that I could lean against him.
I wanted to shake my breasts at him but I didn't want to be too
conspicuous. "Whoa, be careful!" he said as I slipped part way off the
raft again. I laughed. "Sometimes these things can be so difficult!" I
said.

Eventually I got myself on the raft and positioned comfortably. Todd
stood next to me and above me and I was laid out before him as if on a
table... or a bed. I closed my eyes while he just looked at me. It was
wonderful. Finally after a long moment I heard him move away. I turned
my head to see him swimming off to the other end of the pool.

I floated around like that for some time while Todd swam. I mostly
wanted to be on display for him and I got the impression that he was
taking advantage of that. He would often get out of the pool and walk to
the other end rather than swim there, and I could catch him through my
narrowly opened eyes watching me. At one point I idly stroked my belly
to interest him. I wanted to slip my hand into my bikini bottoms and
masturbate the way I sometimes did on that very raft under the
moonlight, but I didn't take it there. Although I was starting to think
that I had him, I was still worried about scaring him off.

I could hear Todd moving around in the water a ways off but then
suddenly things got very quiet. A moment passed, and then another. I
opened my eyes and turned my head just as Todd surfaced only two or
three feet from the edge of the raft.

"AHHH!" I screamed in surprise.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Johnson," he said. "I didn't mean to startle you. I
laughed hysterically and a big smile broke out on his face.

"Oh, God," I gasped. "It's okay. I just wasn't expecting that." I paused
for a moment and then reached out to touch his shoulder. "And Todd," I
said, "just call me Anne. Okay?"

He nodded. "Sure thing... Anne."

I slipped off the raft and stood in the shallow water alongside of him.
The time had come to make things more interesting. With a sly smile and
my eyes on him, I started to slip out of my bikini top. "Mrs... Anne??"
Todd said with surprise. I threw the scrap of cloth to the side and
stood quite topless in front of him.

"It's okay," I said with a smile. I reached into the water and slipped
my bottom off my legs as well, letting them join my top in a pile by the
fence. "I just prefer to swim this way, that's all. It feels so much
more... sensuous." Before he could reply I dove into the water and swam
a few feet away from him. I could feel my breasts shaking and swaying
freely in the warm water as I moved. Knowing that I was naked and
vulnerable in the same pool as a man excited me. It had been a while
since I last enjoyed that feeling.

I surfaced and turned around. I could see Todd's form under the water
just behind me. I stood up, just as he surfaced and stood as well. My
bare breasts were fully exposed to him now. I could feel the drops of
water running down them as I stood and my nipples were erect. He stood
before me and drank it in. When he finally looked up I smiled at him.
"You like them?" I asked, holding them up slightly with my hands. He
smiled in return and nodded. "Yes, Mrs... Anne," he said. I laughed.

"Why don't you take off yours?" I said with a wave of my hand toward his
trunks. He hesitated.

"Would you like that?" he asked.

"Yes, I would," I said. "Very much." He looked at me closely, his eyes
penetrating mine. I held his gaze and tried to let him know with my eyes
that I would like even more eventually. He slipped off his swim suit and
he threw it to the side as well. "There you see," I said shaking my body
a bit, "how nice that is?" He lunged for me and with a squeal of
surprise and delight I jumped back, falling into the water. I felt his
hand on my ankle but I kicked at it and broke free. When I came to the
surface again he was there quite close to me. His powerful male body
only inches from mine.

He laughed at our silly antics, and he seemed so open and so free. He
seemed so at ease. I wanted to kiss him but before I could he fell back
into the water. He twisted around and swam off toward the deep end of
the pool. I had gotten a lovely glimpse of his cock as he entered the
water. It looked thick and full of the promise of pleasure.

I got out of the water and walked down to the other end where I sat on
the edge of the pool with my feet dangling in the water. He touched the
side right next to me and, holding on, surfaced again.

"Hello, there," I said to him with a giggle. I leaned over him a bit so
that he had to look up over my breasts to see me. I had my knees spread
a bit and a fire burned between my legs. He looked at me quietly for a
moment as if to take me in, and it was at that moment when I think he
knew for sure what I was after.

"You are beautiful, Mrs. Anne," he said. "You've got a great body for...
um... you look great."

I laughed. "It's okay, Todd," I said. "I understand what you mean. I'm
glad you think I look good." I paused and looked at him closely. "I
think you look good too."

"Thanks," he said. "I know you watch me... through your windows."

"Oh God! You know that?" I moaned. "How embarrassing."

"It's okay," he said. "I liked it." I felt his hand grab my ankle and
pull me into the water. He was strong and I didn't try to resist. I let
my body slip into the pool beside him. Under the water I felt his hands
on me... as I kicked away from him. He touched my back, my breast, my
ass, and my legs. When I surfaced he was right there, just behind me.

I grabbed hold of the edge of the pool and he did the same. Then,
without thinking, I wrapped my free arm around his body and pulled him
against me, kissing him on the lips. Under the water I hooked my leg
around his and held him close to me that way as well. My breasts were
pressed against his strong chest and I could feel his cock, thick and
heavy, against my hip. A thrill ran down my spine.

He kissed me back, our tongues caressing. He obviously had kissed before
and knew how to do it. That pleased me. He put his arm around me and
held me close to him pressing my breasts even more tightly against his
torso. I grabbed his firm ass in my hand and pulled him against me as
well. I could feel his cock hardening against my thigh.

"Oh, yes, yes," I said as we broke our kiss. "Let's get out of the water
and get more comfortable," I said. He readily agreed and we climbed out
of the pool and stood, naked and wet, facing each other.

He looked gorgeous! He was like a greek statue except that, as I
watched, his cock hardened and hardened before my eyes. In just a mater
of moments he was fully erect with his cock pointing skyward in a
graceful arch. His balls hung down heavily beneath his hardness, full of
the promise of pleasure. He didn't have a lot of body hair except for
the thick tangle of blond around his cock and balls.

"It's been a long time," I said walking toward him, "since someone has
gotten hard like that from just looking at me." He didn't say anything.
There didn't seem to be anything to say. Instead we wrapped our arms
around each other kissed again. His cock, now like a rigid pole, was
pressing against my belly with the head above the level of my navel. I
thrust my hips at him slightly, almost instinctively, longing for his
hardness to be buried inside of me instead.

We were still dripping with water but we didn't seem to care. His hands
came around to my front and cupped my breasts, massaging them. We were
panting and lost in passion together. I could feel him start to thrust
his own hips in counterpoint to my thrusts. He was obviously very
excited. So was I.

When our kiss broke again I pulled back slightly and looked deeply into
his eyes. I kept my hips thrust forward with his beautiful hardness
pressed firmly against my belly. "Have you ever had a woman before?" I
asked.

"Last year," he said. "My girlfriend and I did it twice... my
ex-girlfriend," he added.

"You can have me," I told him. "You can do me twice this afternoon if
you want."

"Oh, God... Mrs. Anne..." he moaned. "Oh... no!" His body stiffened and
he let out a ragged groan. I looked down between us just in time to see
the first glob of cum erupt from his erection. It flew a foot or more up
my body and landed squarely between my breasts. Again and again he
squirted, sending thick, white blobs of cum all over my belly and down
his cock.

I held him firmly while he climaxed, rocking my hips steadily against
him. "It's okay," I said softly. "Don't worry about it." He looked at me
and I smiled. "I'm sure there is plenty more where that came from." I
stepped back slightly and wrapped my hand around his still hard penis,
stroking him a bit to work the last few drops of cum out of his shaft.

"Oh, Mrs. Anne..." he said softly.

"Come on," I said. "Let's go inside. We should wash the chlorine off our
bodies first anyway." We grabbed the towels and dried ourselves off a
bit. Then we picked up our clothes and headed for the house.

I ushered my young lover into the bathroom with me and started the
shower. I loved the way he watched me move. I loved watching him move as
well. His cock, which had remained hard for a few minutes after his
orgasm, had softened. It now lay relaxed between his legs, still
surprisingly thick and full. "You have a big cock," I told him, thinking
that it might make him feel good.

"Thanks," he said with a smile.

"It's nice on such a young man," I said.

We washed off in the shower, soaping each other down in the process. I
loved feeling his hands on me and I was happy to let him touch me for as
long as he wanted. His cock began to swell while he worked on me and
when I soaped him down, he rose once again to a full erection. "The
virtues of youth," I said with a smile as I stroked his hardness in my
fist. "How long has it been since you came out by the pool? Fifteen
minutes?"

We soon got out and dried each other off with the bath towels. He dried
even his hair with the towel, getting most of the water off with a bit
of vigorous rubbing. I told him that I wanted to use my hair dryer
instead. We went into my bedroom and he lay on the bed while I stood,
still naked, in front of my mirror to work on my hair.

I could see him in the mirror watching me and I smiled at him now and
then. I felt very aroused and excited to have "won" my toy. I was
looking forward greatly to playing with it. Todd's erection never
subsided during the ten minutes or so where I dried my hair. It stuck up
like a thick pole from between his legs, arching back slightly as if
beckoning me to get closer. He had his legs parted some and his balls,
also large and generous, hung heavily waiting for me. 

When I finished I got onto the bed with him, lying next to him.

"Kiss me," I said, pulling him onto me.

We kissed again and again while his hands explored my body. He stroked
my waist, my hips, and of course my breasts. My nipples were soon as
hard as his cock and just as excited. Our breathing became panting as we
touched and caressed each other. His rock hard erection pressed against
the outside of my leg. I explored it with my fingers, thrilling at the
feeling of such intense maleness in my bed. His soft balls contrasted
wonderfully with his hardness and I fondled them as well.

I could feel Todd's hands on my thighs, probing between my legs. I
spread myself for him, letting him run his hands over my wet, aroused
pussy.

"You are so hot," he panted in my ear. "So... fuckin' hot."

"You are too, Todd," I said. I reached between my legs to help guide him
to my sensitive spots but he moved his hand away before I got there. He
held on to my knee and encouraged me to open my legs further.

"I want you..." he said, "I want you."

He was so quick! I had forgotten about that urgency young men always
seemed to have. It was exciting, and even flattering in a way, to have
him want to fuck me so soon. I didn't fight it.

"Okay," I said spreading my legs widely for him. "I said you could have
me and you can. Go ahead... take me now."

Anxiously he rolled on top of me, positioning his body between my
outstretched legs. I rocked my hips upwards slightly and used my hand to
guide his cock to the entrance of my pussy.

"Oh, yeah, Mrs. Anne!" he sighed as his erection started to spread my
lips.

"That's it," I told him as I held him in my arms. "Let me feel you
inside of me. Enter me."

"Mmmmm," he moaned softly as his cock started to slid inside.

"Take me... You don't have to go slowly. I'm not a virgin. Penetrate me
like you mean it!" I grabbed his ass to encourage him and he soon got
the idea. With a single, powerful stroke he buried himself inside of me
to the hilt. I was plenty wet and lubricated so he slid in easily,
smoothly and oh, so nicely.

"Unnnnn," we both moaned in pleasure.

"There, you see," I said. "Not a virgin..." He looked at me, breathing
heavily, his pupils widely dialated. We started at each other a moment
and I realized with excitement that I had a 16 year old cock inside my
body. This man was young enough to be my son and yet there he was
fucking me. It was very naughty and arousing.

I touched his hips and pushed slightly, moving my own hips in the
process. He withdrew part way and penetrated me again... and then
again... and again. "Yesssss," I hissed. "That's it... fuck me." His
strokes got gradually faster and more vigorous and soon he was giving me
his cock as well as anyone. I had my legs in the air, spread widely the
way I like, thrilling in the sensations.

"God, yes, that's good!" I moaned. "I need this. I need this very much.
Fuck me... Fuck me!... FUCK ME!!"

"Oh, Mrs. Anne!!" he cried out suddenly. He put both hands on my head
and penetrated me deeply. With a loud groan his body began to shudder
and I knew at once that he was cumming... cumming inside of me. He was
so fast. I had forgotten how fast they were when they are young.

Afterwards I was panting with excitement. He withdrew from me and rolled
onto his back next to me. I rolled onto my side and kissed his neck and
stroked his body. I could feel his cum flowing out of me but I didn't
care. I was aroused, excited, and in danger of being very frustrated.

"I need you to help me out, Todd," I said. I took his hand and moved it
between my legs. "Please... please touch me. Don't leave me unsatisfied."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Anne," he said. I wanted to do it longer but I
couldn't help myself."

"That's okay," I said pressing his hand against my pussy. "I don't mind
what you did. Just... help me now... with your hand."

I could feel him probing at me looking for my entrance. "No," I said
softly. "Touch my clit." I moved his hand away from my vagina toward
more interesting spots. "Higher," I said softly. With my fingers I moved
his were I needed them. "Here... yes..." I said. "Yes... that's it.
Gently now... I'm very sensitive." He started stroking me just
wonderfully and after a few final adjustments I wrapped my arms around
him again and let him rub me. "That's it," I said kissing him again.
"Just like that..."

"Does that feel good?" he asked me.

"Oh yeah," I gasped into his neck. "Very good."

He stroked me rapidly; more rapidly than I normally would have wanted.
Yet I was very wet not only from my own lubrication but also from his
cum. The rapid stroking felt just right. I tried kissing him some, but
the sensations demanded too much of my attention so I stopped. Instead I
just held him close, hanging on to his gorgeous body, and let him stroke
my pussy. He drifted a little off target a couple of times, but a quick
touch with my hand set him back on track. He seemed anxious to make me
feel good and happy that he was succeeding at that. That turned me on
greatly.

I certainly wasn't as fast as he was and it took several minutes of
steady stroking before I started to feel that lovely tension building up
in my belly. I looked at him, panting heavily, heart pounding, "It's not
going to be much longer," I said. "Keep doing what you're doing."

"Are... are you going to cum?" he asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah... fairly soon. Just don't stop."

I nuzzled my face into his shoulder, enjoying the powerful smell of man
there. With my free hand I stroked my tit, tugging on my nipple firmly
to send shivers of pleasure over my entire body.

"Oh God!" I hissed. I spread my legs a bit more so that I would be
completely open to his hand. His strokes were starting to feel heavenly
and the tension in my belly was becoming like a coiled spring.
Tighter... tighter... tighter... "Oh Fuck! Yeah!"

Then there was a pause; a moment when it seemed as if time stood still.
The only sound was the wet lapping noise Todd's hand made on my pussy
and my rapid panting. How long that moment lasted I don't know. Maybe it
was one second or two. Maybe it was ten.

Finally the wait ended as a starburst of intense pleasure exploded from
my loins. It washed over me in a rush, filling my body from head to toe
with extreme, almost unbearable ecstacy. I groaned loudly with delight
but I was only vaugely aware of my noise. It didn't matter. All that
mattered at that moment was the pleasure. It was one of the best orgasms
I had experienced in months!

When I finally came back down to earth I opened my eyes and looked at
Todd. He was still stroking me steadily, God bless him. I almost
laughed. I took his hand away from my crotch and kissed it, licking
clean the finger he had been using on me.

"Thank you," I said. "That was wonderful."

"Did you cum?" he asked. That time I did laugh. What a silly question it
was. How could he not know?

"Oh yes," I said. "Very much so." I looked down and saw that Todd's cock
was hard yet again. Amazing. I smiled at him and pushed him onto his
back. "Let me take you this time," I said. I straddled him and
positioned my now satisfied pussy at the tip of his shaft. I was very
wet and my hairs were matted but neither of us cared. With a stroke of
my hips I impaled myself on him, burying him inside of me again as
deeply as I could. His groan of pleasure was music to my ears.

I leaned forward over him and put my hands on either side of his body. I
moved my hips up and down to engulf his cock again and again. "Oh, Mrs.
Anne," he gasped, eyes watching me. His hands went to my breasts and
fondled them and I told him to pull on my nipples for me. I sat up and
raised my arms up and let him fondle my tits while I ground my clit
against his pubic bone. He felt so good. He felt so good inside of me.

He thrust his hips upwards too and I eventually leaned forward again to
make it easier for him. We kissed each other as he held on to my ass and
thrust up into me again and again. After two orgasms he finally had
decent control and we spent several minutes enjoying our intercourse.

"Oh yessss," I hissed at one point. I sat up a bit and started to rotate
my hips with a circular motion on his cock. "I'm going to cum again
soon," I told him.

"Go for it, Mrs. Anne!" he said. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the
feeling, moving my body so that his cock would brush my clit on each
stroke. I put my hands on his torso to balance myself, leaning on them a
bit.

"Oh GOD!" I cried out. Instinctively I thrust forward powerfully as
another orgasm washed over me. This one seemed to come from deep inside,
perhaps somewhere behind my navel. It peaked slowly, building up in
waves of ecstacy that seemed to ride one on top of the next, taking me
to every higher levels of pleasure. When it finally reached its peak, I
opened my eyes and screamed, staring at the wall above the bed without
really seeing it. All my focus was on the pleasure radiating from my
belly and my cunt.

The orgasm faded away as gradually as it had come. It took me down
slowly through diminishing waves of pleasure almost as if it was
receeding into the distance. I looked down at Todd who was watching me
closely.

"That was fuckin' incredible," he said.

"Yes, yes it was," I replied, catching my breath. I wanted to finish him
off too, but I needed to rest a moment. He started to thrust into me
again but I put a hand on his chest. "Wait, wait a bit," I said. I got
off of him and lay down next to him. He turned to kiss me. His cock, now
wet with both our juices and still totally hard, was pressed against my
thigh. He was so amazingly potent! It was wonderful.

We kissed for several minutes and soon he reached down between my legs
again. I was ready to go but I wanted something different. I gently
moved his hand away and got up on my hands and knees next to him. "I
want you to take me again," I said. "This way..." I leaned forward with
my face low, my buttocks high, and my knees spread slightly.

"Oh, Mrs. Anne!" he said. He knew what I was after. He got up on his
knees and moved behind me. I reached down to guide his cock to my
opening even as I felt his powerful hands on my hips, holding me.

He thrust into me smoothly and confidently this time, taking me like an
animal. My body opened up to accept him. Again and again he penetrated
me, pushing me against the bed with each stroke. His hands gripped me
tightly as he pulled me on to his cock. He was so strong and powerful! I
moaned in appreciation, as I held the sheets tightly in my fists.

"Fuck me, Todd!" I cried out loudly. "Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!" He
pumped me vigorously and I loved every moment of it. "Yeah," I groaned.
"Give it to me... Give it to me... Unnnnngggg... yeah!" His erection
plumbed my depths, sending shivers of pleasure over my body. I could
hear him panting rapidly behind me. Suddenly he leaned over me, pressing
one of my shoulders down against the bed and wrapping his other arm
around my body to grab my breast.

"Ohhhh, fuck!!!" he groaned. He thrust into me deeply and let out a
beautiful howl of pleasure as he started to fill me with cum. I couldn't
move. With his weight on me and his arm holding me tightly I was, for
that moment, his. All I could do was let him pump his cum into me,
filling me to overflowing.

                                *  *  *

As amazing as it may sound, Todd and I ended up fucking twice more that
afternoon. It was incredible how easily he got hard! It had probably
been 25 years or more since I had so much sex in one day and it was
wonderful. I enjoyed every moment of it.

Yet after Todd finally left I started to reflect on what had happened.
Would Todd brag about this to his friends? Would his parents find out?
Would the police come knocking on my door? I had heard a story on the
news a few weeks earlier where a woman went to prison for doing what I
had just done. What had prompted me to be so crazy? Had I lost my sense?

That evening I got a phone call. It was from Todd.

"I just wanted to call to make sure everything was okay with the work I
did at your place today," he said.

"Ah, sure," I said. "The lawn looks great."

"Good. I just wanted to let you know that I understand your desire to
have a job well done without it becoming a big deal that attracts a lot
of attention from the neighbors."

"Oh," I said. "Well, you're right and I appreciate that. I do value my
privacy."

"So, same time next week, Ma'am?" he asked.

"Yes," I said. "That sounds fine."

"Will you be wanting me to take care of those extra things around the
house next week as well, Ma'am?"

I smiled. "Yes," I said slowly. "I think so. I enjoyed the work you did
today very much and I would love to have you do more... as long as it's
done discretely."

"I understand perfectly," he said. "I'll see you next week then... Mrs.
Anne."

END
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