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Lawnmower Boy Ch. 02

By: DeepBlueC



All characters portrayed in this work of fiction are at least 18 years of age.

*

The next week found me mowing Mrs. Johnson's lawn again. The big change was I did not watch surreptitiously for her to appear in some degree of undress in a window as I went about my tasks.

When I was finished and had the tools put away, she came to the door.

"Jeff, would you like a cold drink?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied following her inside.

She poured a glass of lemonade and handed it to me. She watched quietly as I drained the glass and returned it to her.

"Would you like to come over around suppertime and help me move some more furniture, Jeff," she said smiling at me. "If you could, I'll call your mom and tell her I'll feed you dinner. That way you can come over a bit earlier. Would you like that?"

"Yes ma'am," I answered quickly.

I still could hardly believe my luck. She was going to have me come back after last week. Not having heard anything for the whole week, I was afraid she had decided not to repeat our encounter. Now it seemed she would, at least I certainly hoped that was the case. I really didn't want to be moving furniture for her unless, of course, it was her bed.

When I got home, I cleaned up to shed the sweat and dirt from my afternoon's work knowing mom would tell me to do it before supper anyway. I went to my room and tried to read but fantasies of my next rendezvous with Mrs. Johnson prevented me from absorbing anything on the pages.

As I sat reading, my door opened and Mom said, "Mrs. Johnson called and would like you to come over and help her with some chores this evening. She offered to fix you dinner if you come over now.

Did she ask you to help her again?"

"Yes, ma'am," I responded.

"Well, you behave yourself and be polite. And you make sure to clean your plate. I expect you to behave yourself just like you would if I was there with you," my mother directed. "I'd better not hear that you misbehaved," she cautioned.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied.

If only she knew what I was hoping would happen she would have been infuriated. But I wasn't going to say a thing. This was too good to give up. I just hoped Mrs. Johnson didn't change her mind.

"Bye, Mom," I said going out the door.

"Bye, son. Be sure you behave," she warned one final time.

I was once again nervous as I knocked on the Johnson's door. Mrs. Johnson opened the door and invited me in.

"How are you tonight, Jeff," Mrs. Johnson asked.

"Fine," I replied. "How are you, Mrs. Johnson," I asked as an afterthought.

"I'm just fine, Jeff. Would you like to eat supper before we move the furniture?" she asked. Her eyes seemed to indicate a smile though her face was passive.

"No, ma'am," I said. "I'm not real hungry right now."

"Okay, Jeff, maybe you'll want something later. Are you ready to start?"

She stepped toward me bringing her arms up and around me. I responded by wrapping my arms around her and bending my face to hers. My eyes closed as our lips met. I felt my erection growing quickly as she pulled our bodies together. The pressure of her body against me only spurred on my involuntary response. I tried to pull away so she wouldn't feel my hard on pressing against her. I was still embarrassed for her to feel me hard.

"My, my, you are certainly ready, aren't you?" she said smiling at me as we broke our kiss. "Don't pull away. I like feeling your nice and hard against me. Don't be embarrassed. I like to know you want me."

She ground her pelvis against me further aggravating my condition. She smiled like the proverbial Cheshire cat.

Then she took my hand and led me toward her bedroom once more.

Inside her room, she turned to me and held out her arms. We melted into a warm embrace and kiss that soon turned passionate. A bit more comfortable this time, I move my hands over her soft, smooth body enjoying the sensations of feeling her softness under the dress. She removed my shirt and pants finally removing my underwear. I still felt rather uncomfortable standing before her naked with a throbbing erection.

She looked into my eyes and said, "Don't feel embarrassed, Jeff. Your body is very nice and I like seeing you hard like this."

She took my cock in her hand and slowly caressed and stroked me stopping at the critical moment. Her hands and fingers moved slowly over my body like gentle whispers. As her fingers brushed across my chest, she touched my nipples and I flinched and my cock jumped. She smiled knowingly at my response.

"That feels good, doesn't it?" she asked softly.

I nodded groaning softly.

"I understand. It makes me feel good, too, to have my nipples stimulated. Want to do that for me, Jeff?" she asked knowing the answer already.

"Uh huh," I breathed.

I moved my hands to her chest fondling her breasts through the fabric. I felt her nipples stiffen as my hands and fingers plied her soft resilient flesh. Her eyes closed briefly and she sighed softly as I touched her.

Emboldened, I began to open her dress and slipped it off her shoulders letting it fall into a puddle around her feet. Reaching behind her, I fumbled with the hooks of her bra and soon released the final restraint freeing her large soft breasts.

As the bra fell, I was entranced by the sight of her naked flesh. This time I studied her at somewhat greater length. The skin of her chest and breast was a light creamy white color. Her areoles were a dark pink with the tight nipples centered in a circle about the size of a quarter.

I cupped her breasts and kneaded them as she sighed and moaned softly. The feeling of her pebble like nipples against my palms was incredibly arousing. As I touched her, she returned the favor stroking my erect cock and smearing the leaking pre come over the head and shaft making me tremble with arousal.

I dragged my thumbs across her firm nipples eliciting a moan from her. I kissed her neck licking her gently. My tongue trailed down her chest along the upper rise of her breast finding the rough outcropping of her nipple. My lips closed over the firm button of sensitive flesh. I suckled firmly making her groan and draw her shoulders back and up pressing her breast hard against my face.

Recalling her instruction from our previous encounter, I moved to the other side eliciting further agreeable sounds from her throat.

She pulled away and moved to the bed lying back across it beckoning me to join her. By this time, I had almost forgotten that I was completely naked. She watched openly the bounce and sway of my erection as I stepped toward her. I lay beside her moving partially above her kissing her accepting her tongue's probing and fencing with mine.

I moved my mouth down and kissed and licked and sucked her nipples. She responded encouragingly to my caresses, touching me as she did so. As I sucked at her nipples, I brought my hand to the waistband of her panties and inserted my fingers beneath seeking the warm treasure of her feminine flower. My fingers found the soft plumage of pubic hair as they crept toward the ultimate prize.

As my fingers broached her most intimate area, she spread her legs giving me full and free access. I felt the heat of her pussy and the surge of my arousal was immediate and intense. I moaned audibly as my fingers invaded that warm moist sanctuary. I slipped my middle finger deep into her soft warm pussy.

After a moment, she said softly, "Take my panties off."

I sat up and moved so I could do as she directed. Awkwardly, I took hold of the waist of the panties and pulled them down along her body. As they came down, the lush growth of hair on her pussy came into view. She lifted her hips to accommodate my task. Finally the panties were clear of her body and I could see between her legs clearly for the first time.

I was fascinated by the unfamiliar sight displayed before me. As my gaze drank in the details of her body, she prompted, "Jeff, move down here." She patted the bed farther down.

"Let me show you what makes me feel good." She moved her legs apart and moved her hands down to her pussy and opened herself showing me the moist pink flesh beneath the outer lips. I was again mesmerized.

I also got a brief lesson in female anatomy. She showed me her clit, her inner lips and the details of her feminine flower. She showed me the places that gave her pleasure when I touched her. As she instructed, I moved closer to her to see better what she was showing me.

I found her pussy beautiful as well as extremely desirable and arousing. Tentatively, I extended my fingers to touch her. She encouraged me and allowed me to explore this new territory. I was encouraged as she gasped and flinched as my fingers explored and teased her pussy. I noticed she reacted most noticeably when I stimulated her clit. I also caught a heady aroma which seemed to be coming from between her legs. I sniffed carefully sampling the pleasant fragrance.

She laughed softly saying, "Do you smell me, Jeff?"

"Yes, ma'am," I responded, embarrassed at being caught.

"Don't be embarrassed, Jeff. That's another sign that lets you know you're making me feel good. Do you like the smell?"

"Uh, yeah," I stuttered. "You smell really nice."

The thought ran through my mind that I would like to kiss her 'down there' and taste her but I was afraid she'd think I was dirty. I continued my exploration and noticed that she had gotten even wetter as I continued. She slipped her finger along side mine and drew it between her slickened lips. Then she surprised me by sucking her finger now coated with her juices murmuring, "Mmmm," as she did so.

I must have had a look of utter shock because she chuckled softly and moistened her finger and offered it to me. She held her finger near my nose letting me smell the strong scent of her arousal. As she moved her hand a bit closer, I extended my tongue to taste her. She smiled at my tentative advance.

I found the taste unique to be sure but pleasant. I took her hand and pulled it toward me sucking her moist finger into my mouth sampling the remainder of her nectar.

"How do I taste, Jeff?"

"Wonderful, Mrs. Johnson," I responded.

"Would you like to taste more?"

"Uh, sure. It's nice."

I used my finger to gather another sample and savor it. She sensed my awkwardness and asked, "What would you like to do, Jeff?"

I remained silent, afraid of what she would think of me if I told her.

"Don't be ashamed or afraid, Jeff. It's ok. What would you like to do?"

"You won't think I'm nasty?" I asked.

"Of course not, Jeff. Just relax and be honest with me."

"I ... I ... I want to kiss you down there," I managed to stammer.

"That's very sweet," she said, smiling. "Go ahead if you're sure that's what you want."

I moved so I was between her outstretched legs. I lay between her legs looking at the slit of her pussy closer than I had been able to see her before. I studied the intricate folds of her flesh and examined carefully the hair growing around her opening. Fine hairs thinly lined her lips between her legs. The moisture seeping from her lips glistened in the lights of her bedroom. Her scent was strong but very pleasant in my nostrils.

I lowered my face carefully until my lips touched her. I kissed her softly inhaling the strong aroma of her nectar. I was enrapt with the beauty of her anatomy and the marvelous fragrance she exuded. I kissed her softly. Then remembering our earlier kisses, I kissed her pussy extending my tongue like I would into her mouth. I drew my tongue up until I felt the little bump I now knew was her clit. She jumped noticeably at the contact and gasped.

"Oooh, that feels so good," she sighed.

Encouraged, I grew bolder and licked her again and more insistently. I found I liked her taste and I particularly liked her reactions to my licking. She placed her hands between her legs and held her lips open for me as I licked at her. I pulled away for a moment and studied her further. I had finally a good view her femininity. I saw the little pearl of her clit surrounded by what seemed a little pedestal of flesh lifting it toward me.

I closed my lips over her clit and sucked on it. She gasped and flinched and grabbed my head as she did. I continued to lick and suck at her. After a few more minutes, she cried out pushing her pussy hard against my face.

"Oh, God, I'm coming," she said, her voice a deep growl in her throat.

For what seemed like a long time, she held me close her body flinching in spasm several times before she relaxed and released her grip on my head.

"Come up here, lover," she said holding her arms open and inviting. "I need to feel you inside me, baby."

I moved above her and felt her hand on my trembling erection guiding me to her opening. I felt the heat and moisture which I remembered from our first encounter and then the head of my cock was inside her. I felt the intense stimulation that warned me to stop moving before I came. I froze trying to postpone the inevitable but it was not happening. My cock twitched strongly and the first stream of come was spewed into her welcoming warmth. I pressed quickly onward and felt myself collide with her pubis as the next jerk signaled another stream of come being pumped into her.

I held myself still and deep in her pussy as the rest of my load was delivered. She took my face between her hands gently and kissed me deeply as I finished pumping my load into her.

She smiled at me again, "Now that that's out of the way, love me and make me come again, honey."

Having recovered, I began to move easily in her drawing out until only the head of my cock was in her and stroking slowly back in until I was snugly against her body. The sensations of this series of movements were excruciatingly pleasant and intense. I found that after my first orgasm, I wasn't going to come as quickly as we continued. As I moved, she also moved under me varying her movements to complement mine. The sensations were overwhelming in their intensity. I sensed her movements were becoming more urgent and a bit erratic. I felt her body tense and her legs hooked around mine holding us together tightly. Then I felt her pelvis thrust sharply against me. I looked at her face and saw her eyes closed and her face grimaced as if in intense pain. She growled deep in her chest as she came intensely.

Her orgasm pushed me over the brink and I pumped a huge load of come into her soaking pussy gasping and groaning in pleasure as I emptied myself into her.

I relaxed a bit later still buried between her legs savoring the marvelous sensations and still marveling at the wonders of sexual feelings expressed. I noticed a flush of pink across her breasts and upper chest. When I looked up at her face, she was smiling.

"Let's roll over," she said simply.

We rolled over together so she was astride me and sat up. My hard cock was still buried to the hilt in her warm soaked pussy. I reached up and began to fondle, squeeze and massage her breasts playing with her nipples now that my hands were free. I was rewarded with another smile and she began to move her hips back and forth slowly. The sensations she induced in my buried cock were amazing. I looked down in wonder at the point where our bodies joined. Her bush moved slowly and purposefully rubbing her clit against me and from her reactions, obviously stimulating her clit.

Her eyes closed and she moaned as her arousal was renewed. The sensations of her riding me were so wonderful as to defy description. I was in heaven I knew. I continued to play with her breasts and pinch her nipples as she continued to move on me. Our pace increased as our ardor surged. I was enjoying the freedom of my hands to fondle and caress her body as she rode me. I was savoring the pressure of her body as she sat on me and the sensation of her pussy hair rubbing occasionally against my lower abdomen. Finally, she began moving harder and more energetically almost frantically on me suddenly throwing her body prostrate on me, her breasts pressing against my chest. I began to pump more come into her as I felt her pussy squeeze and grasp at my inserted cock. Once more I bathed her insides with a liberal application of my hot juices.

She relaxed after her orgasm and rested her weight on me completely. I had learned enough by this point to understand she had had a very intense orgasm. I relished the contact of her body on mine, our ragged breathing and the sheen of perspiration that follows a good sexual workout. As our breathing returned to normal, I felt my erection wane and begin to slip from her saturated pussy. Mrs. Johnson lifted her face and smiled at me.

"Jeff, you're so sweet. That was the best time I've had in a long time. Are you hungry? You did come over here for dinner, after all," she said smiling.

I grinned at that thought. My mom thought I was over here moving furniture and eating supper. The only furniture I had moved was Mrs. Johnson's bed as we pleasured one another and the only thing I had eaten was her pussy. I found it funny but figured Mom would not see the humor in it that I did. In fact, I feared the repercussions if she should find out.

"No, ma'am," I said.

She arose and turned toward the bathroom.

"Jeff, you'd better take a shower and wash yourself before you go home. You smell like a woman has been having her way with you and your mom won't understand that at all. Hurry up. We don't want you to be late getting home."

I knew she was right but I didn't want to leave. Exhausted but elated. I had decided that sex was definitely the greatest thing to ever happen to me. I wanted more of it. But I also knew I had to be careful or I would lose it all so I got up, showered and dressed. I even had a bite to eat before leaving.

Mrs. Johnson had slipped on her bathrobe to bid me good night. As I kissed her good night, I slipped my hand inside her robe and copped a quick feel of her breasts and then her pussy. She chided me briefly and let me out closing the door behind me.

The walk home was like floating on a cloud. The world could not get any better than this I was sure. I slept the deep sleep of the sexually sated.

Lawnmower Boy Ch. 03



All characters portrayed in this work of fiction are at least 18 years of age.

*

A week or so later, I once again was asked to help Mrs. Johnson with some household tasks. I made sure I was bathed and clean before going to her house.

As I rang the doorbell, I reviewed some of my previous experiences with Mrs. Johnson looking forward with relish to enjoying those feelings and experiences again. She opened the door dressed modestly in a skirt and blouse.

I suddenly realized how sensitive I had become to her appearance and dress. I almost instantly recognized the subtle but certain signs that she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples made distinct bumps under the fabric of her light weight blouse even though its dark color made it impossible to discern the darker coloring of her flesh at the tips of her breasts.

As she closed the door behind me, she turned and kissed me passionately.

"Jeff, I know you would like to come and see me more often. I would like that, too. But we must be very discreet so that we do not arouse suspicions and bring our affair to an early and ugly end," she said.

"Do you understand?"

I thought about it briefly and replied, "Yes, ma'am."

I had not thought about it previously but it made sense. If I suddenly started going to her house every night, it was sure to arouse curiosity if not suspicion. I wasn't quite sure what she meant by an ugly end but I sure didn't want an early end to say the least.

As I became aware of her soft body rubbing against mine, I felt my erection grow.

Feeling my growth, she smiled softly.

"Let's go to the bedroom," she suggested.

Once inside her sanctuary, we quickly undressed one another. She complimented me on the deftness with which I now could remove her clothing.

"My, my, Jeff, you've learned to get me out of my clothes quite handily, haven't you?" she asked, smiling.

I must have blushed at he compliment because she followed up saying, "Don't be embarrassed, Jeff. It was meant as a compliment. Remember how nervous you were our first time and how much trouble you had with the buttons of my blouse?" she asked.

I nodded.

She continued, "The practice you've had shows you are getting comfortable with women and their clothing. That's a skill you will find handy in your future, I'm sure. When you begin having these kinds of experiences with girls your age, I'm sure you will be glad for these times we've had together.

"I also think they will appreciate the other things you've learned with me when you use them in the future.

"What do you think about trying something new tonight?" she asked.

"Sure," I replied wondering what she meant.

She took me in her arms and kissed me again passionately. My erection was trapped between us and I felt the coolness of the wet spot I was causing on her belly as I leaked pre-come. She moved her hand between us and stroked me easily.

I returned the favor and brought my hand against her pussy slipping my finger between her already moist nether lips and stroking her clit eliciting soft moans from her. The moistness of her slit and the texture of her pubic hair provided an intense stimulus.

She pulled back from our kiss and looked into my eyes.

"Do you remember when you ate me and caused me to come with your mouth?" she asked.

"Uh huh," I said.

"Well, Jeff, I want you to feel that same feeling."

She stepped back and dropped to her knees in front of me. My hard cock was just inches from her face.

Her tongue extended and briefly caressed the crown of my cock. The sensation was new and exciting. She looked up to my face and took the head of my cock in her mouth. The sensation was a new and extremely pleasant one, almost defying description.

The contact was very nice but different from the contact I experienced in her pussy,

Her tongue moved around me, teasing, tormenting, caressing and exciting me. She moved her mouth further down on me taking me almost completely into her mouth. Then she withdrew and looked up at me, smiling.

"How does that feel, Jeff?" she asked.

"Oh, God!" was all I could say.

She smiled knowingly and once more engulfed me with her mouth. She continued her manipulations. My eyes closed from the intensity of the sensations her oral manipulations invoked. For a few moments I was lost in the midst of these new sensations.

Then I realized that I was quickly nearing the brink and would soon come.

I blurted out, "I'm going to come!"

Mrs. Johnson didn't seem to notice what I had said. I repeated my warning. She tilted her head back and looked up at me. She seemed to be smiling around my cock which filled her mouth.

Then it happened. My cock jerked as I shot my load into her mouth. She continued to caress me and suck on me as I came. I was terrified that I had come in her mouth and feared she would be disgusted by it. But she didn't seem concerned.

As my spasms subsided, she drew her mouth off my cock and stood up.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Johnson, I just couldn't help it!" I apologized.

"Nonsense, Jeff. It's just what I wanted you to do. I wanted you to come in my mouth as I came in yours a few days ago. Did it feel good?

'Yes, it did. It felt really good. But I think I like coming between your legs better," I admitted.

"You mean in my pussy, dear?" she smiled.

"Don't worry, Jeff. We still have plenty of time for that, too," she reassured me not waiting for my response.

She reached down and grasped my still hard cock and stroked me gently a few times. She smiled and said, "It's nice to see you're still interested. Come here, Jeff."

She turned and knelt on the bed. I could not resist the temptation of the view of her backside and reached out and ran my fingers along the slit of her pussy. She was very wet as I had learned was the usual case from my experiences with her.

"Jeff, come up close behind me," she directed.

I did as she asked and it occurred to me that her pussy was just about the same height as my hard cock. I stepped very close and watched as the head of my cock touched her soft, fleshy lips. When she did not move, I pressed forward. It was an entrancing vision to watch her puffy lips compress slightly as the pressure increased and then yield and spread, partially enveloping the head of my cock.

I reveled in the sensation of my cock pressed against her vaginal opening. I continued to press against her and watched enthralled as for the first time I actually watched my cock disappear into that heavenly portal of her body. We moaned simultaneously as I penetrated her fully. I looked up and saw her looking back over her shoulder smiling at me with eyes partially obscured by lids conveying a look of intense lust.

I instinctively reached down and placed my hands on her body just above her hips holding onto her and began to stroke her easily driving my hips back and forth, pulling her gently toward me as I moved into her. I felt a tightening around my cock as if she were squeezing me and groaned at the sensation. She smiled at my response.

She took my hand and led me easily to touch and fondle her breasts as we continued our coupling.

After a few minutes, she pulled away from me and moved further onto the bed. I followed her onto the bed. She remained kneeling. I moved up behind her and impaled her. Following her earlier lead, I fondled her breast and toyed with her nipples. In another flash of inspiration, I moved one hand down to her pussy and began stroking her clit which immediately elicited an appreciative groan and a corresponding tightening of her vaginal muscles which felt as if she were milking me as I slowly stroked her.

I also heard her begin to moan and sigh deeply.

Finally she said, "Keep going, Jeff! I'm about to come!"

Her arms collapsed so she was resting on her elbows, thrusting her pussy higher giving me a better angle to thrust deeper into her. She cried out softly as she came and as she did, I felt my cock begin to twitch and jerk within her as I pumped shot after shot of come deep into her welcoming pussy.

When I had pumped my last shot into her, I collapsed to a sitting position, my cock pulling from her. As I relaxed, I looked at her pussy and watched, fascinated, as I saw my come mixed with her juices begin to leak from her opening.

Finally, she relaxed and lowered her body onto the bed, turning over and looking up at me with a satisfied look on her face. She extended her arms and said, "Come here, lover!"

I stretched myself out above her. She put her arms around my neck and drew my face to hers kissing me passionately.

I felt my cock extend to its previous hardness as it brushed against her pubic hair and the softness of her body. After another minute or so, she guided my hardness to her warm and wet nether lips. I was more than happy to accommodate her and pressed into her warm wet pussy driving quickly to the hilt in her warm welcoming sheath.

We quickly lapsed into that age old dance of lovers as we moved against each other seeking to draw and to give the greatest pleasure from our union. As we continued our movements, she drew her legs up and clasped her heels behind my knees drawing me deeper into her wanting body.

I had now learned enough to control my ejaculations somewhat. I adjusted my actions to stave off coming as long as possible. I moved within her at times holding myself pressed deeply into her pussy rubbing my pubis against hers and reveling in the soft moans and sighs my actions elicited.

I rejoiced in the sensations when she suddenly grabbed me tightly in her arms hold me to her and began pressing her crotch very hard against me. I knew she was coming before she made a sound this time. Then she groaned, almost growled into my shoulder as she came.

As she relaxed, I resumed stroking into her knowing it would not be long before I would come for the third time this evening. Finally, I succumbed to the intense sensations of our flesh moving against one another.

I surrendered to the inevitable ecstasy as I pumped one more load of come into her willing pussy. Afterward, I lay on her supporting my weight on my elbows while my hard on wilted and slipped from her body.

After a few minutes, she said softly, "Jeff, you'd better go take a shower and get ready to head home. It's getting late."

Reluctantly, I arose and taking a long look at her prostrate form, I showered and dressed while she remained lying sated on her bed. When I was dressed, she arose, slipped on her housecoat and walked me to the door. As I left, I heard her say, "Good night, Jeff. Thanks for your help."

"Good night, Mrs. Johnson," I responded as I headed for home and a good night's sleep.

The next week passed excruciatingly slowly. I wanted to feel her body and those wondrous sensations of sex once again. I was still fascinated and enthralled with the female form. I loved the texture and scent of her hair. The fragrance of her hair was always delicate, clean and fresh.

I loved the shape of her body, the soft curves, the fullness of her chest, the softness of her body, the smooth roundness of her hips and the long, softly rounded curves of her legs.

I adored the full, firm softness of her breasts capped by the lovely adornment of her nipples. I loved the way they stiffened when she was aroused.

I was especially fascinated, almost fixated, by her pussy. I thought her plump lightly hair-covered lips enticing and beautiful. I cherished the memories I had of examining her in minute detail, of touching the soft moist pink flesh concealed by those lovely outer lips. I loved hearing her moan and sigh as I played with her clit and inserted my fingers into her warm wet pussy.

Every night, I masturbated myself to sleep fantasizing about my previous visits with Mrs. Johnson and looking eagerly forward to my next encounter.

A little over a week later, my mom informed me that Mrs. Johnson had called and wanted me to come over to help her with something. I told her I'd be happy to help her and made ready to visit Mrs. Johnson after supper.

Going to Mrs. Johnson's house was like floating on air. I knew what we were going to be doing and I was elated as usual. I daydreamed about her voluptuous body and my cock grew rigid thinking about the events I knew my future this evening held.

I rang the doorbell and waited briefly until the door opened. She was dressed casually but discreetly as was the usual. I stepped into her home again admiring her sensuality and the way she was so at ease with herself and her body. Well, perhaps those weren't exactly the thoughts of the horny youngster who felt so grateful to her but as I recall these momentous events of my young life, that is the light in which I place them now. But it did come across that she was not ashamed of her body nor was she shy about letting me see her in intimate detail, something for which I have been ever so grateful.

With the door closed securely behind me, she held out her open arms inviting me to come to her. I did so eagerly catching her in a full embrace which she returned avidly.

She felt my erection and smiled at me saying, "My, aren't we in a hurry tonight? What were you thinking about on your way over here tonight, Jeff?"

I must have blushed because she chided me, "Jeff, don't be ashamed of your excitement. It's a nice compliment to an old lady like me to have a young man so hard for her?"

"You're not so old," I blurted out. The realizing what I had said, I turned crimson.

She smiled at me and said, "Jeff, I'm old enough to be your mother. I'm teasing you again like I did the first night. Remember?"

"Yes, ma'am," I replied. "What I meant was, you're not old. You're very pretty and you have a really nice body."

"Thank you, Jeff" she replied. "One day you will enjoy the bodies of younger women, too. The advantage I have over them is my experience which you are enjoying and which I'm enjoying showing you.

"Let's get comfortable, Jeff."

We retired to her sanctuary and casually stripped one another. I had arrived at virtually full arousal and she had done nothing to abate my condition. By the time we had finished our ritual of clothing removal, I was fully ready for her.

We kissed and fondled for several minutes of foreplay before we lay one her bed. Once again, I savored the treat of eating her lovely pussy. I reveled in the heady aroma of her love nectar and the lovely pink of her soft folds. I licked slowly along her outer lips immersed myself in the intense pleasure of sampling the texture of her skin as I licked along her lips outlining her feminine flower repeatedly.

Finally, I used the tip of my tongue to spread the luscious petals of her moist flower and enjoy the marvelous taste of her arousal. As I dragged my tongue across her clit, she flinched noticeably, moaning, sighing and crying out softly for me to continue.

I slowly teased and tormented her to heights of intense pleasure if her cries and words of encouragement were to be taken seriously. Finally, after awhile, I felt her body lurch almost as if in response to electric shock.

She cried out, "Oh, God, Jeff, that feels so good!"

I felt her legs clench against the sides of my head as she came. I continued to lick and suck on her clit until she finally relaxed her legs and pushed me gently away.

She pulled me up and looked into my face saying, "Jeff, that was a wonderful orgasm, probably the most intense I've had with you. You're becoming quite the lover, my dear young man. I'm going to hate to lose you to some sweet young lady."

"Now, can I get you to come up here and fuck me?" she asked.

I was more than a little surprised at her language and the surprise must have been apparent on my face.

She said, "Jeff, don't be shocked. Women do sometimes say things like that, too. At least those who know what they want do occasionally revert to being direct. And right now, I want a good, long, hard fucking. Are you up to it?"

I nodded, "Yes, ma'am."

I moved above her. She put her arms out and drew me to her face kissing me intensely. I felt my stiff cock probe between her legs and find that warm, moist gateway to heaven. I entered her slowly but deeply as our tongues entwined.

I reveled in that delicious almost frictionless contact as I slid easily to and fro inside her warm moist sheath. The sensations of her soft folds caressing the spongy head of my cock as I stroked her were indescribable. As I rode her easily, she drew her knees up toward her chest lifting her pussy so my angle of penetration gave me the deepest insertion I could recall. I felt the curly hair on her mons rub against my belly as I pressed fully into her. More sensations that were overwhelming coursed through my young brain.

Each new sensation was indelibly imprinted on my memory as I savored and cherished them. Being the source of such intense pleasure, no wonder sex is such a great pursuit of the average human male.

I extended my arms pushing my body above her leaving a good space between our bodies. For the first time I looked down between to the point where our bodies merged. I was fascinated by the view. The lips of her pussy spread around my hard cock exposed her inner flesh framed by her pussy hair. I was entranced by the visual stimulus as I watched myself emerge from her body glistening with her lubricating nectar and then sink slowly out of sight.

I looked up to her face and saw her smiling at me as I watched our coupling. I watched her face for a couple of minutes and saw her eyes almost close with the intense pleasure of our bodies' contact. She sighed and moaned as I continued to stroke her depths. Her hips moved to a rhythm and pattern that complemented my movements. She was using her movements to exact the pleasure she desired from me as I was from her. She reached up and stroked her hands across my chest and let her fingertips lightly pinch my nipples as I moved inside her. The sensation was almost like an electric shock straight to my cock increasing the hardness and making me twitch deep inside her pussy.

"You like that, don't you?" she asked.

"God, it feels so good," I responded.

"Good," she replied. "I like the way it makes you harder inside me, Jeff."

She repeated her little stimulus occasionally bringing even greater pleasure to both of us. Finally, I felt her body tense and her hips thrusting her pussy hard against me and I knew she was coming. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly to her. I stroked her hard and deep several times as she came and knew I was going to come with her one more time. Finally, as she began to relax, I felt my cock begin to jerk and shoot my load into her pussy.

After several spasms, I lowered myself until I lay lightly on her body still supporting most of my weight on my arms.

We made love twice more that evening before it was time for me to return home. Over that last summer before starting college, I made several more visits to Mrs. Johnson's home. My sexual education was well rounded for a young man my age when I did begin college.

I also found that she had been right that the things she taught me were welcomed by the young ladies my age who shared sexual experiences with me. On more than one occasion I was asked where I had gained the knowledge and skills I possessed that many of my fellow brethren seemed sorely lacking, at least according to some of the young ladies who had shared similar experiences with them.

I never compromised the identity of my tutor but I silently thanked her more times than I can count.



Lawnmower Boy Ch. 04



My last year in college was a sad one in the respect that my father had died in a work related accident. My mother was crushed and in deep despair. The insurance and his pension put her well off financially but for a few months she was almost a basket case. 

Fortunately, friends in the neighborhood kept watch over her until she began to recover and return to some normalcy. At the time of the accident, I had offered and planned to stop my schooling to take care of her but she would not hear of it. 

Mrs. Johnson was a good and close friend to her and had comforted me during the brief two weeks I spent at home with mom at the time. 

During college I had a few relationships that were on the serious side but by the time we reached the end of our educations, the latest love of my life went her way and I went mine. We parted friends and swore we would keep in touch and we did for many years. 

Before deciding just what I would do in the future, I decided to return home for at least the summer and spend some time with mom. She had been wonderful in supporting me through school even after dad was gone. She managed to maintain a happy face to me even when she was falling apart being without him. 

Of course, I didn't know any of this at the time. Mrs. Johnson filled me in on the details when I got home for that summer of new beginnings. 

I had managed to continue my relationship with her when I was home for the summer break and for holidays and when I returned for my life launching summer, I visited her as soon as I could respectably do so. 

When I was welcomed into her home once again, I embraced her strongly and kissed her passionately receiving her passion in return. 

"Hello, Eve," I greeted her. 

During a previous summer we had progressed beyond the Mrs. Johnson stage of our friendship. She informed firmly me that her name was Evelyn, not Mrs. Johnson, and she would like me to call her Eve. 

"Hello and welcome home, Jeff," she responded. "I'm glad you're done with college and are home to take care of your mom. She's had some rough times since she lost you dad and your being home will be a great help in stabilizing her. She loved your dad fiercely and was devastated when she lost him. 

"You need to be that stabilizing force for her for a little while until she is well past her loss. 

"Now, let's properly celebrate your graduation, "she said, smiling knowingly. 

She took my hand and let me to her bedroom as she had done many times before. 

Once again, I carefully and slowly undressed her caressing her gently and softly as I exposed her body. We exchanged caresses and I admired her body as I had years earlier but with a greater appreciation. She was in wonderful shape as I recalled from our previous experiences. 

"Jeff, I imagine you had a few girlfriends in college and this old body doesn't begin to compare with those teeny bopper bodies," she said softly. 

We lay back on her bed and I looked at her again in wonder of the terrific person she was. 

"Eve, shame on you! You are a beautiful woman and you have a lovely body. 

"True you are not twenty years old but you were very lovely when you first decided to share your body with me and teach me things none of those young kids could have and I appreciate your beauty even more today. 

"As a result of your generosity and kindness, I enjoyed some great relationships while at college. While a few asked, I never revealed my tutor other than to tell them it was a wonderful and lovely lady. For the experience you gave me, you will always be that beautiful, kind woman who cared enough to teach me things a man needs to know and can only be taught by a woman with caring and compassion. 

"You will always and forever be my first real love." 

Eve smiled and said, "Why, Jeff, thank you. You have grown and matured beyond my expectations. Many men would not be able to say something like that until they were much older if even then. 

"My perception of you as a sensitive intelligent young man is vindicated. I'm glad I chose you as a lover. And just so you know, I have entertained a couple of other young men since our beginnings, probably at least one you know. I don't think you are likely to hear any gossip about it but in case that happens, I wanted to you know from me." 

Her face took on a serious look as she continued to speak. 

"Jeff, you also need to know your mother found out about our affair a couple of years ago." 

I'm sure my face drained of color as she said that. I felt faint as if I were about to pass out. 

Eve continued, "Don't worry, Jeff. She and I talked about it and she has come to accept it. After all, she knows she can't change anything. She understands the urges young men have and once she got over the shock, she actually thanked me for caring enough about you to teach you things that you needed to learn. 

"However, at the time it was happening, I doubt she would have been so understanding. At first, she was pretty angry with me for 'corrupting' her son. 

"Fortunately, we remained friends although for a few months that friendship was strained. But after we talked about it many more times, she finally accepted what she realized she could not change. Once she came to that point of accepting, she actually told me it was probably better for you to have learned from me than from someone who knew no more than that you and perhaps had ended in an unwanted pregnancy. 

"I wanted you to know in case she said something to you. I know she hasn't confronted you with anything yet because we agreed that she would not bring it up until your education was done. Well, you're beyond that and she may decide to talk to you about it. 

"My only advice is; be honest. I essentially told her I seduced you which admittedly was not hard to do," she said smiling. "I didn't bore her with details except to tell her generally what contributions I made to your 'education'." 

Eve became silent and I leaned over and kissed her passionately on the lips as my hand came to her breast and began stimulating her nipple. She moaned and cooed as I caressed her bringing back many pleasant memories. I moved my mouth to her breasts and suckled at her nipples as I had done numerous times before. I wandered down her body with my hand to her lovely bush and enjoyed the texture of her pussy hair on my palm once again before seeking out her slit and clit with my fingers. 

I appreciated finding her pussy already quite slick with her lubrication and commented saying softly, "My goodness, Eve, you're as wet as in my fondest memories. I remember the first time I got to see you and touch you. I think perhaps you were as wet then as now." 

"Jeff, I've been looking forward to your visit since I heard you were home. Being my first 'student', you have a special place in my heart." 

"Eve, I know how you feel in that respect. You were my first lover and I guess my first real love. Likewise, there's a special place in my heart for you and always will be." 

I moved slowly down her bed until I was lying between her spread thighs looking at her lovely pussy once more. I could already smell the fragrance of her arousal. I placed soft kisses on her hair covered mons moving slowly down to her lightly haired lips and her slit. I inhaled deeply savoring the sweet aroma she exuded. 

I extended my tongue and spread her lips licking firmly from her pussy to her clit. I felt her flinch as I drew my tongue over her clit and moan as I closed my mouth over her soft bud and began to suck on it. She raised her hips from the bed as I tormented her with my lips and tongue. 

I varied my assault on her precious pussy and enjoyed her writhing in response and the moans, sighs and cries of passion as I inflamed her sexual desire once more. I continued my oral attentions until her body went rigid and her hands grabbed the sheets in her fists as she lifted her hips entirely off the bed. 

Shortly, she relaxed letting her body fall bad limply against the mattress. 

She said softly, "Jeff, it seems you've learned some things on your own." 

I looked up to see her looking at me smiling. 

"Eve, all I did was take your lessons to heart and practice every chance I got. I learned that some variations on the basics you gave me worked and I've learned to use whatever works to make the lady feel good. I'm glad you appreciate that I remember your lessons." 

"Well, let's get you up here and see just what else you might have learned. I need a good strong fuck tonight. Are you my man for it?" she asked with a sly smile. 

I kissed her firmly on the pussy once more with a liberal application of tongue and felt her flinch and moan in response. I gave her another lick from end to end along her slit with my tongue probing her deeply as I did and once again I was rewarded with her response. 

"Come up her. I want to feel that wonderful cock in my pussy again." 

"Anything to please the lady," I said moving up her body. 

Felt the tip of my cock nestle against her pussy lips. As I did, I paused briefly and then pressed gently forward. I felt her pussy lips spread and the head of my dick press against her inner flesh and open her channel as I slipped deeper into her. 

She moaned softly as she felt me enter her and said, "Ooh, Jeff, your cock feels so good in my pussy. I'm going to miss you when you move on with your life and start you own family." 

"Eve, I'm not going to leave you," I said defensively. 

"Nonsense," Eve said. "You have your whole life ahead of you and you're going to find a young woman your age to marry and have a family with. That's the way life works. I'd be sad if you didn't do that. We've had some wonderful times together but they must end and you must move on and live your life. 

"I knew that when I allowed our affair to begin and you must learn that, too. 

"You won't be leaving me, merely moving on to the next phase of your life. 

"Don't feel guilty. I'm young enough that I will probably have a few more 'students' like you before I get too old to attract them. Then I'll retire," she said lightly. 

"Maybe I'll recruit your mother to be my teaching assistant," she said laughing softly. 

The tremors through her pussy on my dick were amazing as she laughed and I moaned in response. 

Being at a loss for words, I began a slow but deliberate pattern of movements intended to provide her a pleasurable stimulus ending in her coming with my hard-on buried in her warm wet pussy. I continued to probe her varying my angle of penetration and the speed and firmness in response to her reactions. 

Finally, her legs seized me and she pulled her pussy tightly against me as she came. She opened her eyes and smiled at me as she relaxed when her orgasm subsided. 

"You didn't come, did you," she said more than asked. 

I smiled and shook my head as I began stroking her again enjoying the increased wetness as I did so. I kissed her and probed her mouth with my tongue. 

I continued probing her warm wonderful pussy and as she hit her second orgasm, I pumped a huge load of come into her relishing the wonderful release as she enjoyed hers. 

As her orgasm faded, I remained with my cock buried in her sweet pussy. We exchanged pleasantries as we rested briefly. 

She finally said, "I remember so well how you were always able to stay hard and in my pussy and make me come several times. You are blessed and your lovers are certainly going to appreciate your gift as I do. None of my other students have been blessed with your gift." 

"Really?" I asked surprised at her revelation. 

"Yep. You have a gift. The woman you marry will be lucky indeed. You're the first man I've known who had that ability. So let's quit talking about it and enjoy it, shall we?" She smiled up at me. 

I began stroking her again slowly and leisurely at first. After a few minutes I stopped and gently rolled us together so she was above me. Once we settled in our new position, I felt her hips begin moving as she began fucking me. I enjoyed watching the facial expressions as she experienced the pleasure she was extracting for herself. I reached up and caressed and pinched her nipples as she rode me eliciting moans and sighs indicative of her pleasure. 

She sped up her movements and suddenly froze pressing her pussy down against me as she came. As she did, I shot another copious load into her pussy. As her orgasm waned, she lay forward on me and I wrapped my arms around her to hold her to me as we rested. As we lay quietly, I stroked her back and sides savoring the soft smooth warmth of her skin. 

As she lay on me, I twitched my hard on inside her and heard her moan, almost a purr, in response. She lifted her head and smiled at me as I continued to tease her. 

I moved my hands to her hips and began to move her against me once more. She seemed content to allow things to proceed like this for a little while but soon she began moving again seeking to extract her own pleasure. She once again reached her peak and enjoyed a crashing orgasm. This time I held back and did not join her. I wanted to continue our pleasure longer. 

I rolled us over again so I was on top and began slowly and deliberately fucking her once more. I was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of slipping back and forth in her warm wet pussy and watching her beautiful face display her pleasure. We continued for a while longer and I was finally rewarded with her face telling me she was on the verge of another orgasm. 

I continued to stroke into her enjoying both of us speeding toward the same pleasant ending. I felt her legs lift off the bed and entwined themselves around me puling me tightly to her and she moaned deeply in her chest. I enjoyed the sensations of her pussy gripping me as she came which also stimulated my orgasm. 

I felt my cock twitch several times as I pumped another load of come into her. As we enjoyed the remaining contact between our bodies, I felt my erection begin to subside and I slowly and reluctantly pulled it from her now flooded pussy and lay beside her on the bed. 

I turned toward her and put my arms around her drawing her to me and kissed her again. We lay there in the wonderful afterglow of our love making until she urged me to get up, get dressed and head home before Mom began to worry. 

I said good night to Eve and left her warm bed to go home truly appreciating how lucky I had been to become one of her chosen pupils. 

* * * 

When I arrived home, Mom greeted me at the door saying rather firmly, "Where have you been?" 

"Hi, Mom," I said smiling. "It's nice to see you, too." 

"Jeff, where were you?" 

"Mom, I went to see Mrs. Johnson and to thank her for being your friend and supporting you after Dad died." 

"Did you go to bed with her again, Jeff?" 

"I'm going to get a shower and go to bed, Mom. I'm tired." 

"Jeff," she barked an accusation. "You fucked Evelyn again, didn't you?" 

"Mom, when did you start talking like that?" 

"Jeff, don't evade me. I want to know now!" 

"Mom, we made love. She told me you learned about our relationship and that you might say something about it. I love her and respect her. She was very nice to me when I didn't know what it meant to make love to a woman. She taught me things that I have appreciated very much and has been loving and kind to me much like you have but in a very different way of course. 

"I respect her as much as I respect you. I hope you can understand that. 

"She's obviously not as close to me as you are but she has a special place in my life and in my heart." 

She studied me for a moment. When Mom spoke again, she seemed more serene. 

"Well, Jeff, you surprise me. I appreciate your honesty. I always tried to teach you to be honest and it seems the lessons took. 

"I'm glad your attitude toward Evelyn is respectful and loving although I'm not all that thrilled that even before you graduated from high school that you were fucking someone old enough to be your mother!" 

"Mom, I'm surprised at your language. I never heard you talk that way before." 

"Well, young man, I am old enough to be your mother," she said with the first almost-smile since I had entered the house. 

"There are probably other words I know that you have learned but at least you didn't learn them from me. 

"Your father and I have used some rather colorful language during our marriage, especially in the bedroom. But we tried earnestly to keep our conversations around you very proper. 

"We figured you'd learn that vocabulary in time but we didn't want to be contributors to it." 

For the very first time, I looked at Mom more as a woman than Mom. She was a couple of inches shorter than I but still tall for a woman at five feet ten inches. She had maintained her figure quite well for a woman in middle age and I surmised that she would not have trouble finding a guy if she chose to look, even a younger guy at that as I recalled Eve's earlier remark. 

At that thought I felt a twinge of what may have been jealousy. It bothered me to think of Mom having sex with someone my age which seemed truly incongruous considering my relationship with Eve. 

In response to her mellowing somewhat since I came into the house, I once again indicated I was going to shower and retire for the night. On a whim, I hugged her and gave her a soft chaste kiss on the lips. She responded similarly and looked at me oddly as we separated. 

* * * 

I grew tired of sitting around after a few days and found a job to fill my time and to bring in some spending money as well as to help Mom with the normal expenses although she protested that she didn't need the help. 

I even picked up my old high school job of mowing lawns. I found out from Eve that the kid doing her lawn had gone on a family vacation with virtually no notice and left her and a few others high and dry. They were happy when I offered my service once again. 

I continued my visits to Eve occasionally enjoying our relationship and the sex. 

While Mom said nothing more about me and Eve, I know she wasn't oblivious to my continuing the relationship. Often when I returned from visiting Eve, Mom would be there when I got home and find a reason to engage me in conversation long enough to get close to me. 

Because our relationship was no longer hidden at least from Mom, I had given up showering before I left Eve's house to return home. I'm sure that on more than one occasion, Mom could smell the evidence of our 'relationship' but she never made an issue of it. 

As the summer progressed, it seemed Mom became careless being alone with me in the house. She left her bedroom door ajar while she dressed or undressed often providing me a nice show. Looking at her as a woman, not Mom, I realized she had a very nice body as well as a pretty face. 

I was discreet because I enjoyed the view and didn't want to discourage it by making a comment. I also found myself getting aroused seeing her in only a bra and panties. In my childhood, I'd never seen her in anything more revealing than pajamas and back then what she wore outside the bedroom was modest indeed. As a result, in my youth I had never perceived my mother as a sexual creature even while I was Eve's student as a mid to late teenager. 

It was becoming apparent now that she was indeed a very sexual woman as well as Mom. Fortunately, I had my relationship with Eve as an outlet to relieve the growing desire for my mother as a woman and lover. 

I needed to come to terms with my growing desire before it became an obsession. I found that when I hugged or kissed Mom, I was becoming self-conscious about my erection for fear she would feel it and become angry with me. Like most of my fears, this one was probably irrational knowing my mother was smart enough to understand it to be a normal male response from someone my age but it took some time for me to grasp that idea.



Lawnmower Boy Ch. 05



During one of my visits to see Eve, I finally approached her with my problem. 

"Eve, I need to talk to you about a something that's bothering me a lot." 

"What's that, Jeff," she responded. "I'll be glad to help if I can." 

"It's Mom," I said. 

Eve looked at me puzzled saying, "Go on." 

"Well, lately I've seen Mom in her underwear several times. I think it's accidental but sometimes she doesn't close her bedroom door and I've seen her almost naked. That never happened as I was growing up." 

"Well, Jeff, that probably means she comfortable with your being a grown man and being around all the time means that is likely to happen. 

"I think part of her comfort may be your strong resemblance to your dad, also." 

I looked into Eve's eyes for a few second and then diverted my gaze. 

"But I've started to get hard when I look at her thinking about her," I said conveying my embarrassment by my demeanor. 

Eve smiled as she said, "Jeff, your mother's an attractive woman. She has a nice body and you are a man after all, it's a perfectly natural response. You just never saw your mother as a woman until recently and that you could want her sexually bothers you, doesn't it? 

"Don't worry, Jeff, it's perfectly normal." 

"But it seems wrong somehow. And I feel jealous thinking about her having sex with someone else." 

"Well, Jeff, I imagine that's pretty normal, too. You love your mother and have all your life. She is your mother so of course you feel possessive about her and it seems more so now that you see her as a woman, and a potentially sexual woman at that." 

"And some of the things she wears are pretty sexy, too." 

Eve smiled and said, "Don't forget, dear, your mother is still a young woman and I'm sure still has sexual desires. 

"She has shut them out and abandoned or ignored them since your father died but at some point she will awaken again sexually and desire a man's company. She's still grieving so it hasn't likely happened yet; but it will. 

"How will you feel if your mother starts dating and finds someone with whom she becomes sexual again? Will it bother you?" 

Eve looked me squarely in the eyes for a moment and then with a very slight smile asked, "Have you masturbated thinking of her?" 

I blinked and immediately averted my eyes from her. 

Eve smiled broadly and said, "That's okay, Jeff. You're a horny young man and you mother is a very attractive woman. I'd have been surprised if you denied it and wouldn't have believed you anyway. 

"Most boys' early fantasies involve their mothers. It's only natural considering the close nurturing relationship they have with their mothers. Most boys think about growing up and marrying their mothers at one time or another. Some even have sexual fantasies involving their mothers." 

"Thanks for talking to me, Eve. I appreciate it and you've helped me feel better. Looking at her as more than Mom, she is pretty attractive." 

* * * 

When I got home, Mom wasn't in the front area of the house to greet me. As I walked back to my bedroom, I noticed her door open again but didn't see any sign of her moving around. As I moved closer, I heard the sound of her shower. 

Giving in to my perversion, I moved carefully past the partially open bedroom door and moved quietly toward the fully open bathroom door. As I approached, I found a position where I could see into the bathroom. 

I noted the glass shower enclosure was clear and was not covered with a blanket of steam leaving a clear view into the shower with only water droplets on the glass obscuring the view. I watched as she stood with the water cascading from the shower over the front of her body allowing me a nice view from more or less behind. 

I admired the curve of her hips and the swell of her breast that I could see. I stood frozen watching her. As I watched, she turned to let the flow cascade down her back. 

The frontal view was wonderful. Her breasts weren't quite as large as Eve's and her areola and nipples were a bit smaller and more pink than Eve's which were more brown in color. After sating my vision of her breasts, I let my eyes wander down over the slight bulge of her stomach to the nice bush of hair above her pussy. I noted that although wet and matted, Mom seemed to have a slightly bigger and noticeably thicker bush than Eve. 

As I watched, Mom brought her hands to her breasts, cupped them as if presenting them for my inspection and then began lightly pinching and twisting her nipples. I was mesmerized by her actions which firmly embedded in my consciousness that Mom was indeed a sexual creature and a sexy and desirable woman. 

Her head tilted back as she played with her nipples and I realized I had a full blown hard-on watching her. I was so enrapt in watching that it never occurred to me that if she opened her eyes, she would almost certainly see me. 

I continued watching and soon one hand moved down from her breast to her mound. I watched her fingers move along the curve of her pubis and slip between her legs. The movement of her hand stopped but as I continued to watch I realized that her fingers were moving and I understood that she was probably massaging her slit and stimulating her clit with her fingers. I heard her moan over the sound of the shower suggesting she was seriously hot. 

As I watched, her legs bent at the knees and her hand moved again. From where I stood, it appeared she had slipped a finger or two into her pussy and was stroking herself with short quick strokes. As I watched, her mouth opened and heard a high pitched wail barely loud enough to be heard over the water noise as she came. 

I quickly retreated to my room with the vision of Mom masturbating burned into my brain. As I sat at my computer, I couldn't stop thinking about the vision I had just seen. I wanted to pull out my dick and jerk off but I feared Mom would walk in and catch me and I didn't want to have to explain that I'd just watched her masturbate and that I was doing the same thing thinking of her. 

A few minutes later, my fears were confirmed. Mom opened my door and greeted me warmly. 

"Hi, honey. I didn't hear you come in. How are you? Are you hungry?" 

"Hi, Mom," I said getting up and turning toward her standing in the doorway. 

She wore a light robe which came to just above her knees and her legs below it were bare once again stirring recent memories causing my hardness to return seriously. The top was closed modestly showing little flesh below her neck. 

"I'm a little hungry but I can wait. You look nice, Mom." 

"Why thank you, Jeff. I'm going to fix something to eat in a few minutes." 

She stepped close and put her arms around me drawing me into a tight hug. Caught off balance, I was pulled tightly against her pressing my hard on fully against her abdomen. I could swear she wasn't wearing a bra either from the way her breasts flattened against my chest. This also did nothing to ease my erection. I brought my hands up lightly against her back returning her hug. 

I was terrified knowing she had to feel my dick pressed against her but when she didn't react, I began to relax a little. 

About a half hour later, she called me to come eat. We talked about my future plans while we ate. 

After dinner, I helped her wash and dry the dishes and put them away. We retired to the family room and talked a while longer as we watched TV. 

I told Mom I was going to bed since I had to get up early the following day. She said that sounded like a good idea and she was going to turn in also. 

Feeling perhaps a little too confident after my earlier experience, I hugged mom and kissed her good night. I kissed her on the lips and as my lips lingered on hers briefly, I slipped my tongue tentatively against her lips. I felt her tense and pull away but she didn't recoil with any hostility. 

"Good night, Jeff," she said quietly. 

"Good night, Mom. I love you," I said. 

"I love you, too, Jeff," she added. 

I went to bed and masturbated thinking about Mom and how she had looked in the shower in the throes of orgasm wishing I could be the one making her feel that way. 

* * * 

The next couple of days I was busy doing landscaping and my other job which was more part time than full. It occurred to me that I might be able to start my own landscaping business. Apparently I was getting referrals from some of my customers because I received several calls from new people asking to talk about yard work. 

As I got busier, I found I had less time to visit Eve but still managed to see her at least every other week. 

Things progressed to the point where I found myself hiring a couple of the older kids from my old high school to help out. I had visited the school and talked to the principal and a couple of the coaches and got some inside info on who were trustworthy and conscientious so I contacted them. 

I found a couple who were interested in making a little money on the side and my small workforce grew to myself and three other guys. I had managed to save some money so I could finance the additional equipment needed without trying to get a loan. 

Things were going pretty well but I got busier and it cut a little further into my love life. 

* * * 

"Give it a rest, Eve," Susan said. 

"Oh, come on, Susie. It's been over two years since you lost Robert and you need to get out of the house. If you're not looking to date anyone seriously, at least you need to get laid!" Eve said. 

"I'll bet you haven't had any sex since Robert died, have you?" she asked her friend. "Jeff has been home more than a year and I know you haven't gone out since he got out of school. I'm sure you are bothered at what he might think of you for dating so soon after losing his dad but you don't have anything to worry about there. 

"Jeff is pretty mature for a young man his age and he understands that women have needs as well as he does. And I'm sure he understands that you are included among those with such needs. 

"He's certainly been helpful in satisfying mine!" 

"Eve! Please, I know you're fucking my son but I really don't want to hear about it!" Susan said forcefully. 

"Oh, come one, Susie! I'm not rubbing it in your face. You know about us and you need to take care of your desires, too. I'm sure Jeff will understand. He's very understanding with me and he is quite a good lover if I do say so having been the instrument of his learning. 

"If you don't want to get out and date maybe you should look closer to home," Eve said with a smile. 

"Eve!" Susan said indignantly, "I'm not going to fuck my son!" 

Eve smiled lasciviously as she said, "You won't have to. If you don't resist, at least not too much, he'll do it for you." 

She laughed at the startled expression on Susan's face. 

"Eve! You are disgusting!" Susan almost shouted. 

"Oh, I know. And ain't it just wonderful?" Eve said tauntingly with a big smile as she moved to leave. "I'll talk to you later, Susie." 

Just as the silence fell across the room like a heavy blanket, the back door opened and Jeff entered the house. 

"Hi, Mom," he said. "I came in the back way 'cause I'm hot and sweaty." 

"Just the way I like my men," Eve said smugly. 

"Oh, hi, Eve. I didn't realize you were here. How are you?" 

"I'm well, Jeff. How are you doing these days?" 

"I'm fine. The work is keeping me busy and keeping me in shape, too." 

"It sure looks like it. I can understand you not noticing me when you have someone this lovely to look at," she said looking at Susan. 

"Will you be coming by to see me later?" she asked. 

Jeff looked quickly at his mom, then at Eve. His face began to redden at the overt reference to their affair. 

"Oh, that was a joke, Jeff. Did I embarrass you, honey? I'm sorry," Eve said with a sympathetic smile. "I was just leaving after visiting with you mom. Walk us to the door?" 

"Of course," Jeff said politely. 

The three moved toward the door and Jeff reached to open it for Eve. Before he could open the door, Eve stepped to him and put her arms around him in a tight hug. She turned her face toward him expecting a kiss knowing it would probably fluster Susan. 

"Kiss me goodbye, Jeff?" she asked softly but loud enough for Susan to hear. 

Jeff looked at his mother's impassive face for a hint as to how he should respond. While Jeff searched his mother's face for some guidance, Eve rubbed her pelvis against him stimulating him to hardness quickly. 

Getting no signal he could read from his mother and with Eve's insistent stimulation, he decided it best to kiss her goodbye even with his mom watching and let her leave before his arousal became too obvious to miss. 

Jeff turned his face to Eve and started to give her a chaste kiss but Eve was having none of it. She opened her lips and pressed her tongue against his lips moving on hand to the back of his head inhibiting his escape from her lips. 

Their kiss turned passionate and protracted while Susan watched quietly brooding. 

As Eve released Jeff, Susan said quietly, "Eve, what am I going to do with you?" 

As Jeff pulled the door open, Eve said, "Goodbye, Susie, bye Jeff. If you come by to see me later be sure to bring this." 

She glanced at Susan smiling as she grabbed Jeff's crotch stroking his hardening cock. 

"Eve! You're impossible!" Susan almost yelled. 

"Nah, I'm easy, at least for the right man," Eve said with a big smile. 

Jeff fully opened the door for Eve who stepped out saying, "Good night, all. Think about what I said, Susie." 

She walked slowly down the sidewalk to her car swinging her hips with a slightly exaggerated wiggle both teasing Jeff and frustrating Susan. 

Susan was frustrated and angry that watching Eve's tawdry display of sexuality with her son had made her wet. 

* * * 

"Mom, I'm gonna take a shower and get cleaned up. I'll be out in about a half hour, okay?" 

"Okay, Jeff." 

After a brief pause, she said "Jeff, I don't want you to go to see Eve tonight." 

"But. Mom ..." 

"Please, Jeff," Susan pleaded. 

Seeing the look of sadness or disappointment on his mom's face, Jeff shrugged. 

"Okay, Mom, I won't go see her tonight though I would like to. Does it bother you that much that I still see her?" Jeff asked. 

"Jeff, you're my son and Eve has been my friend for longer than you've been alive. I don't like thinking about you fucking her. It isn't too bad except today she was really being blatant about it. I mean, the way she kissed you and rubbed her pussy against you was just disgusting! 

"And then she grabbed you by the dick and as much as asked you to come over and fuck her! 

"I was appalled! How could she do that right in my own house?" 

"Mom, calm down. There's no need to get so worked up and angry. I'm sure she was teasing you. 

"I don't think she meant to hurt you. Like you said, the two of you have been friends for a long time. I hope you won't let this come between the two of you and destroy a long and wonderful friendship." 

"Jeff!" she said too loudly. "You're defending her! Why on earth are you doing that?" 

"Mom, I'm not defending Eve. I'm trying to get you to calm down. I don't like seeing you so upset." 

I put my arms around my mom and hugged her. 

"Let me go clean up and we can watch a movie or something. Okay? Please?" 

"Alright, Jeff, I'll fix us something to eat. It should be ready by the time you get cleaned up." 

I kissed her softly on the cheek as I released her. I desperately wanted to kiss her on the lips but in her present state of mind figured that was not a good idea. 

* * * 

Later I returned to the kitchen to find Mom cooking dinner. 

"Can I help, Mom?" I asked 

"You can set the table for us," she responded. 

She still sounded a bit tense but not so much as before I went to clean up. 

I did as she asked and then hugged her from behind enjoying the feel of her softness against my body. 

I got a drink of water and sat down to watch her complete dinner. As she put the last of our meal onto the serving dishes, I went over to help her move them to the table. 

We ate quietly talking a little about mostly nothing to avoid the silence. Mom still seemed tense and upset. 

When we finished eating, I told Mom, "I'll clean up the kitchen. Why don't you go find a nice movie for us to watch and I'll join you when I'm done." 

"Jeff, that's not necessary. You've worked all day and are tired. I can do it." 

"Go, Mom. Go relax and leave it to me." 

"Okay, thanks sweetheart. I appreciate it," she said with a smile. 

She walked out of the kitchen and in about twenty minutes, I followed her having put everything in order once again. I found her sitting on the couch watching a chick flick and sat down beside her. She started to catch me up on the movie but I silenced her and watched quietly with her. 

After a few minutes, I put my arm around her and was happily rewarded by her relaxing against me and letting her head rest against my neck a few minutes later. It was very comforting to feel her relax considering how tense and upset she had been earlier. I massaged her shoulder gently as we sat together and once or twice thought I heard her moan softly as I did. 

When the movie ended, we sat there a bit longer. I turned so I was more behind her and began to massage her shoulders and neck to relax her. 

As I continued the massage, she sighed and relaxed still more. After a couple of minutes, I felt her muscles tighten as she pulled up and away from me. 

"Thanks, Jeff," she said. "That felt really nice. I didn't realize I was so tense. 

"I think I need to shower and clean up." 

I stood with her and opened my arms to hug her. She responded by melting against me and returning my hug. 

I was very conscious of her breasts pressing into my chest and her belly against me. I felt myself beginning to harden from her touch and maybe from the earlier stimulation by Eve. 

I pulled my and looked at her face. She was a beautiful woman and the look in her eyes at the moment was passive and far away. 

"What are you thinking about, Mom?" I asked softly. 

"Oh, I was just thinking about your dad and the wonderful times we enjoyed together. 

"He was a good man, Jeff. You remind me of him in so many ways. 

"He was a kind and gentle man and the love of my life. I miss him in so many ways it's hard to explain." 

"Not so hard, Mom. I miss him, too." 

I stroked my hands over her back gently but firmly enjoying touching her as we held onto one another. While I had become fully hard, I didn't sense any reaction from Mom. It didn't seem that she could not be aware of my cock pressing into her belly. 

I looked into her eyes and saw what appeared to be a longing for the contact we were sharing. I took a big chance and brought my lips softly to hers. I was a bit surprised when she allowed me to kiss her actually responding somewhat. 

I took a daring approach and opened my lips slightly and flicked my tongue across her lips. 

To my immense surprise, I felt her lips open and then her tongue engaged mine briefly as our kiss turned toward the kiss of lovers instead of mother and son. Emboldened by her response, I let my hands wander to her beautiful backside and squeezed her hips and pressed her against me more firmly. I felt her arms tighten around me increasing the intensity of our contact. 

As I massaged her lovely ass, suddenly she tensed and pushed away from me so we were separated by several inches. 

"Jeff! What the hell are you doing?" she barked. "Don't you ever do that again! Are you trying to seduce me! Damn Eve!' 

"Mom, what is wrong with you. It's not Eve's fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. 

"You're a beautiful woman. You are very desirable. I didn't mean to hurt you or offend you, Mom. I love you. It seemed like you needed some comforting and I wanted to help." 




Lawnmower Boy Ch. 05



"My God, Jeff! You're hard! And rubbing yourself against me like that is disgusting! What is wrong with you? Just what kind of help are you thinking about? Helping yourself to something?" 

She didn't slap me but if she had, it would probably have hurt less than her words. I didn't feel so badly about what I had done. In fact, I still felt really good about holding her and kissing her but I was confused by her response and her outraged reaction considering the way she had responded to my kiss. 

"Did Eve put you up to this? Damn her!" 

"No, Mom. Eve did not suggest anything about this. I enjoyed spending the time with you and being with you. 

"When I kissed you and you responded, I guess I read the signals wrong." 

"You're damned right you did! I'm going to clean up and go to bed. Goodnight, Jeff!" she said with determined finality. 

As she walked away, I could not resist watching the way her ass swayed gently side to side. Damn, she was beautiful and desirable and I wanted her something terrible at that moment but I had blown it.



Lawnmower Boy Ch. 06



The next day I called Eve and arranged to see her. 

"Eve, I need to talk to you about something serious." 

"Okay, Jeff. As I told you before, you can always talk to me." 

"It's about Mom." 

Eve's eyes widened a bit but she didn't say anything. She studied my face for a moment. 

Then she said, "Let's have a cup of coffee or something while we talk." 

"Coffee's fine," I said. 

She poured us each a cup and we moved to her living room and sat on her couch. 

As I related the events of the previous evening, I watched alternately Eve's eyes and her hand on the cup. Eve remained silent while I spilled my guts. I don't think she ever took her eyes away from mine because every time I looked up to her face, I was looking into her eyes. 

"Well, Jeff, it may be partly my fault, too. I did come on to you pretty strong right in front of your mother and sort of set it up although I am surprised you moved so quickly if you are trying to seduce her." 

"Seduce her?" I asked. "I hadn't thought of it like that. I just wanted to make love to her and make her feel good." 

"I understand your attraction, Jeff, and I understand how you feel. But obviously your mom didn't see it that way. 

"Your mom is a very pretty woman and sexy, too. There's hardly a man around who wouldn't want her. 

"You have to understand that she's still grieving over the loss of your dad. They had a wonderful marriage and that makes it harder for her to let go and move on with her life. She's strong and smart and will do so at some point but she's not ready just yet. Some people, men and women, never let go of the past and literally grieve themselves to death. 

"Trust me, Jeff. That's not Susie. She's too strong to allow that to happen and with you around, she has a reminder daily of what she lost. She sees a lot of your father in you. 

"I am a bit surprised she did let things slip as far as they did, though. She must have been really relaxed and at ease and probably thinking about the times she shared with your dad. You probably broke the spell when you started playing with her ass," Eve said smiling. 

"Do you think she will throw me out after what I did?" I asked. 

"I seriously doubt it. She probably blames herself more than you. She has probably thought about it and realizes that by advancing the kiss, that she led you on and is blaming herself instead of you and me now. 

"I wouldn't do that again, though, if you want my advice. Keep any future kisses platonic unless she makes an overture that tells you she wants more. 

"As I told you before, treat the lady with respect and you'll be more likely successful getting into her panties." Eve chuckled and her eyes sparkled. 

"It's nice to see you smile, Jeff. I was hoping you wouldn't be moping on me all day. That would be a real drag. 

"Do you have some time today or are you too busy?" 

"Eve, I always have time for you. What can I do?" 

"Well, Jeff, I didn't have anything particular in mind but if you'd like to talk more I am available. I always enjoy your company. 

"And if you would like to do more than talk, well, then, I'm available for that, too," she said smiling again. 

I got up, took our cups and washed them and set them in the drainer. 

I walked back to the table, extended my hand and when she took it, helped her stand. As she stood, I pulled her to me and kissed her gently at first but as it continued our kiss became passionate. 

"Eve, you are a beautiful and alluring woman," I said as we broke our kiss. 

"Why, thank you, Jeff. What a sweet thing to say to an old woman," she said impishly. 

"Oh, knock off the 'old woman' crap!" I said with a smile and swatting her firmly on the ass. "You're a very attractive woman that I love and respect very much. 

"Mmmm, that still feels really good." I said caressing her firm buttocks pressing her abdomen against my growing hard on. 

"Mmmm, so does that," Eve murmured rubbing herself against my growing hardness. 

We moved slowly toward her bedroom. As we stood quietly beside her bed, I kissed her once again passionately. I began to slowly and carefully remove her clothes as she did the same for me. 

I caressed her bare flesh savoring the warmth and satiny smoothness of her skin. I remembered our first time together and how shy and innocent I had been. I silently thanked Eve for taking me on that wondrous adventure of learning how to touch and treat and enjoy a woman's body and how to stroke her ego as well. 

I reached out and pulled the covers back on her bed and laid her gently on her back smiling at her as I enjoyed the lovely vision spread out before me. She still stirred my libido immensely. 

I surveyed her lovely form drinking in her beauty with my eyes. 

Eve noticed me watching her so intently. 

"What is it, Jeff?" she asked. 

Her voice interrupted my reverie. 

"Eve, I'm just enjoying your beauty while I have the opportunity. You are truly a beautiful woman." 

"Why, Jeff, you almost embarrass me sometimes. I do appreciate that you find me attractive, though. A woman always likes to think she's beautiful." 

"Eve, I think you are beautiful and have since even before our first time together." 

I continued to savor the vision of loveliness before me. I studied the mounds of her breasts with the light brown of her areola and nipples, the soft smooth expanse of her torso and the nice triangle of dark hair surrounding her pussy before trailing my eyes down the lovely vision of her shapely legs. 

Finally I moved to the bed and lay beside her. I moved my face above hers and brought our lips together. Our lips met already parted and our tongues engaged in our struggle toward arousal and excitement. I brought my hand to her breast and kneaded the flesh gently occasionally touching her nipple to heighten her stimulation. 

I moved down to suck on her nipples appreciating the sighs and moans my actions elicited and the involuntary movements as Eve responded. As her arousal heightened, I stroked my hand across her body moving further down each time as I continued providing oral attention to her lips and nipples. 

Her hands were as busy as mine touching, stroking caressing and heightening my arousal as well. 

I felt my hand encounter the lovely bush of hair on her mound and let my hand enjoy the texture of her pussy hair for some time before continuing my quest. 

As she moaned into my mouth, I moved my hand farther and felt her thighs move apart inviting me between her legs. I accepted her invitation and cupped her pussy squeezing gently but firmly enough to apply pressure to her clit. 

She moaned again and pushed her pussy against my hand. 

"Eve, sweetheart, I love the way you respond and I love touching you so intimately. I love the way your pussy gets nice and wet for me." 

"Stop teasing me, Jeff. Please, make love to me." 

"In time, sweet lady, in time," I assured her. "But first a little snack if you don't mind." 

Eve smiled at me in anticipation. 

I slipped my finger into her slit and was greeted by her copious lubrication. I played with her clit and lips enjoying her moans of reaction. I slipped farther down and inserted a finger, then two into her warm, wet pussy savoring the warmth and snugness. Slowly I stroked into her and was pleased as she humped her pussy against my hand letting me know she was enjoying my explorations. 

I pulled my fingers from her and moved above her kissing her face and chest, sucking on her nipples as I moved down a bit. I continued paying attention to her nipples and breasts for a few minutes and then began trailing kisses down her torso. 

I continued down until my lips encountered the top of her lovely bush. I kissed the flesh of her belly above the hairline and continued downward pulling at her hair with my lips. The aroma of her arousal was strong and pleasant as I approached the goal of my journey. I continued down until my lips followed the curve of her body between those lovely thighs to the wondrous treasure concealed by them kissing her lightly haired nether lips as I went. 

I enjoyed the overpowering scent of her arousal and finally unable to resist any longer, extended my tongue against her lips and pressed firmly enough to separate them and taste her sweet wetness beneath. At first, I used the tip of my tongue to tease her clit until I seized it between my lips and sucked strongly on her. Her response was immediate and definite. She thrust her pussy toward my mouth and moaned loudly at the new stimulation. 

I continued to minister to her beautiful pussy licking with the tip of my tongue at times and with a broad flattened tongue at others varying the stimulation she received. I was rewarded with her almost continuous movements and intermixed sighs, moans and soft cries of pleasure with Eve occasionally calling out my name. 

I sensed her lubrication had increased and from past experience, knew she was close to orgasm. I continued my oral attentions. I inserted my tongue into her pussy as far as I could manage, then withdrew it and closed my mouth over her pussy sucking her labia into my mouth and tugging gently to further stimulate her. Then I released her and stroked her pussy from end to end with my tongue resulting in her having a huge orgasm with her legs closing around my head holding me against her while she came. 

As her legs relaxed, I heard her expel a deep breath saying, "Thank you, Jeff. It's been a long time since I came that hard." 

"Thank you, Eve. I'm not sure who enjoyed it more," I said smiling at her from my position between her thighs. 

I kissed her nether lips once again and licked her sweet honey pot savoring the wonderful flavor. I never tired of eating her. 

She reached down and placing her hands on either side of my head gently pulled me away from her pussy guiding me up along her body until we were face to face. She lifted her heard from the pillow to kiss me and I lowered my face to hers in accommodation. As we kissed, I adjusted my position as necessary to rub the head of my cock between her legs. It found her pussy and spread her pussy lips. Once in position, I moved easily to slip the head and shaft along her slit being careful to avoid entering her for the moment. 

"Oh, Jeff, if you keep that up, I'm going to come again. Please, I want to feel you in my pussy, sweetie." 

I kissed her again ignoring her request and continued using the underside and head of my dick to stimulate and massage her pussy lips and clit. As I did, she began to move her hips also perhaps trying to get into a position so my dick would slip into her pussy but I managed to prevent that from happening. 

Finally, she tensed and moaned, almost sighing and saying, "Oh, Jeff, I'm coming!" 

She wrapped her arms around me in a strong tight hug. As she did, I managed to move my hips back a little and felt the head of my cock nestle against her pussy opening. I felt a slight spasm of her pussy from her orgasm and shoved forward hard driving the entire length of my cock deep into her pussy. 

Her response was immediate and intense. 

She cried out like I had not heard before and gripped me tightly with her arms and legs. I felt her pussy spasming around my hard cock like she was milking me. I felt tremors from her body and watched her face contort into a mask of intense pleasure or pain. I was hoping for the former. 

I was still looking into her eyes when she relaxed and opened them. 

"My God, Jeff! That was so intense! Where did you learn that?" She looked up at me with a big smile on her lips. 

"Eve, my sweet, I've never done that before. It's been something I wanted to do for a long time but things just never happened to allow it until now. Did you like it?" 

"Did I like it? Oh, my. God, you gotta be kidding! That was probably the most intense orgasm I ever had! 

"When I started coming from your little massage, it felt wonderful. But when you shoved your hard cock in deep and fast like that when I was already coming, it sent sensations through my pussy like I don't remember ever feeling. And it seemed to last forever. 

"Any time you feel like doing that again, please go right ahead." 

I kissed her again gently and began fucking her slowly with deep strokes at first. I was enjoying the sensations of being buried in her warm wet, snug pussy and wanted to prolong the contact so I was careful to pace myself and enjoy the stimulation but to keep it to a manageable level. Eve responded moving with me to enhance her pleasure. 

I heard a soft cry in her throat and felt her begin to come once more. As she did, I pumped her more urgently until I emptied a huge load of come into her pussy. 

After a brief rest, we resumed our pursuit of mutual pleasure. After another orgasm for me and a few more for her, we lay beside one another resting and recovering. As we cuddled and held one another, Eve spoke again. 

"Jeff, remember, give your mom some space. She may be receptive to the idea of becoming your lover but from what you told me about her reaction, it's going to take some time for her to accept that idea. She just may come around in time. 

"As I said, she's a strong woman. And she's smart. And she's a woman who is still in her sexual prime. She certainly still has desires for sex although she has suppressed them in her grieving for your dad." 

"You're right about that, Eve," I replied. 

"I am? Right about what, Jeff?" she asked turning to look at me suddenly. 

"About her sexual desires." 

"Oh, and how do you know that, young man?" she asked with a smile. 

Realizing I was caught, I decided to answer honestly despite being embarrassed. 

"Well a few weeks ago, I got home and she was in the shower. Her bedroom door was open and so was her bathroom door. I went in and saw her showering. She really is beautiful, Eve, like you." 

"Okay, Jeff, spit it out. How do you know about the sexual desires part?" she asked. "Did you see her masturbate?" 

I averted my eyes and answered quietly, "Yes, I watched her masturbate and come in her shower." 

"Well, Jeff, I can blame you watching her though I am surprised at your invading her privacy. 

"But playing devil's advocate, I wonder if she left the door open intentionally expecting you to come home and find her like that. Does she know? 

"No, of course not," Eve said answering her own question. "She would certainly have said something to you about it if she knew." 

"So you liked seeing her naked?" 

"Of course I did. She's beautiful." 

"Well, if she does finally deal with her sexual desires, I'm sure she will be happy she allowed herself to share the pleasures of her new sex life with you. And if not, there are always other fish in the sea for you, young man. 

"But go slow. It has to be her decision. There's some wisdom to the old adage that a man chases a woman until she catches him. 

"Be close, be supportive and be there to help with whatever she needs. Maybe that will be enough to bring you to where you want to be." 

"Thanks, Eve. You are so smart. I always appreciate your advice. I learned that much of what you taught me and told me has been very good advice. 

"Thanks for talking with me and helping me deal with this. I hope you're right about her coming around. I would really like it to happen." 

"I know how badly you must want her as a lover, Jeff, but you have to give her the space and time to make up her own mind. If you try to push it, you may lose the chance altogether. 

"You know, it sounds strange with me tutoring you on how to seduce your own mother. I should feel like a pervert but I love your mom and I know that you would never do anything to hurt her. If she started dating and got involved with someone else, who knows what kind of person she might find herself entangled with. It could be someone using her who didn't care about her except for the sex he was getting. 

"Well, enough recrimination on my part. You'd better get dressed and get home. Do you want to take a shower before going?" 

"No thanks, Eve. But thanks for listening and thanks for all your advice. You have a way of helping me keep things in perspective." 

I dressed while Eve lay watching me. I walked around to her side of the bed and leaned down and kissed her good-bye. 

"Bye, Eve. Thanks for everything. Have a nice evening." 

"Thanks, Jeff, I will but first I have to change the sheets." 

"Really?" I asked. "Why?" 

"Because we made a big wet spot right where I sleep. That's why." 

"Just sleep on the other side. It's dry." 

"Men!" Eve muttered as I left. 

Her subtle smile belied the purported annoyance in her remark. 

When I got home, Mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner. I went in and hugged her from behind. 

She shooed me away for getting in her way and told me, "Get ready for dinner, Jeff." 

As I release her and stepped back, she turned to face me. 

"Did you have a good day, Jeff?" she asked. 

"Pretty good, Mom. Not too busy." 

I opened my arms offering a hug and she surprised me by stepping into my arms and returning my hug. Before releasing her, I moved my face to hers and kissed her chastely on the lips. She didn't recoil or pull away which made me feel better. She hadn't rejected my advance slow and subtle as I had tried to be. 

* * * 

I kept asking until I finally convinced Mom to let me take her to dinner the following weekend. 

I chose a very nice restaurant which had a club adjoining for those who wished to listen to some music, maybe dance and have a couple of after dinner drinks. I called and made reservations. 

I didn't tell her where we were going but that it was a classy place and asked her to wear something nice as a favor for me. 

Saturday arrived and I was giddy with excitement over the prospects of taking Mom to dinner. 

She surprised me when she came out of her bedroom in her little black dress! It was modest but accentuated her figure quite nicely. I whistled reflexively which raised her eyebrows. 

Her dress was a sheath which came to her knees and the top showed a small expanse of flesh below her throat but no cleavage. Nonetheless, her breasts were nicely highlighted though subtly. 

"Wow, Mom! You look so hot!" 

"Jeff! That's no way to talk to your mother," she said. 

"I'm sorry, Mom. But you are beautiful! You look even nicer in that dress! It just caught me by surprise. I don't remember seeing you wear that dress before." 

"I haven't worn it for a long time, Jeff. I wore it many times when your dad and I went out. I'm glad it still fits. Besides, you said wear something nice so I figured I'd at least try it on. Since it still fits well enough, I decided to wear it tonight for the nice young man taking me out to dinner. 

"And I must say I'm pleasantly surprised to see you dressed so nicely. I didn't know you wore a tie, much less owned one." 

I knew she was teasing me because she had seen me wear a tie on several other occasions. 

"Shall we go?" I said extending my hand to take hers. 

"Let's go," she responded.