JULY 1ST WAS A SAD DAY, ALL THOSE MANY YEARS AGO. WE HAD JUST HEARD THAT MY UNCLE’S BROTHER WAS KILLED IN A TRACTOR TRAILER ACCIDENT. I AT THE TIME. A FEW DAYS LATER, AFTER THE FUNERAL, WE WERE VISITING BEVERLY, THE WIDOW, AT HER HOME. SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, TALL, SLENDER, SHOULDER LENGTH RED HAIR. SHE WAS ONLY ABOUT S OLDER THAN I, AND FOR SEVERAL YEARS I HAD A CRUSH ON HER. SHE LIVED ONLY A HALF MILE FROM MY HOUSE.
BUT ON THIS DAY I COULD NO LONGER BEAR TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM WITH HER FOR HER SADNESS TOUCHED ME DEEPLY. I APPROACHED HER AND VOLUNTEERED TO MOW HER LAWN. SHE WAS SUPRISED BY MY OFFER AND THANKED ME.
BY THE TIME I FINISHED IT WAS GETTING LATE AND MY MOTHER WANTED TO GET BACK HOME. BEV OFFERED TO PAY ME, BUT I SAID I WANTED IT TO BE A GIFT. SHE THANKED ME AGAIN, AND BEFORE I LEFT I OFFERED TO CUT HER LAWN EACH WEEK. SHE AGREED, BUT ONLY IF SHE COULD PAY ME. I SAID OK.
EACH WEEK I FULFILLED MY PROMISE. HER LAWN WAS ABOUT A 1/2 AN ACRE AND I REALLY WORKED UP A SWEAT. AFTER COMPLEATING MY TASK BEV WOULD ALWAYS INVITE ME INTO HER AIR CONDITIONED HOUSE FOR A SODA.
ONE FRIDAY AFTERNOON IN MID AUGUST, AFTER FINISHING HER LAWN, I CAME INTO THE HOUSE. WE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND SHE HANDED ME A COKE. I STOOD BY THE SINK AND SHE SAT AT THE TABLE. I COULD SHE SHE HAD BEEN CRYING. I FELT SO SAD FOR HER.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT MADE ME DO IT BUT I WALKED OVER TO HER AND PUT MY HAND ON HER SHOULDER AND ASKED IF SHE WAS ALL RIGHT.
SHE PUT HER HAND ON MINE AND LOOKED INTO MY EYES.
“I MISS HIM SO MUCH,” SHE SAID.
I WAS AT A LOSS FOR WORDS FOR A MOMENT, THEN I SAID, “IT HURTS ME SO MUCH TO SEE YOU THIS SAD.”
SHE MOTIONED ME TO SIT, WHICH I DID. WE SAT FACING EACH OTHER, HOLDING HANDS. I NEVER FELT MORE GROWN UP IN MY LIFE.
“WOULD YOU DO ME A FAVOR?” SHE ASKED.
“ANYTHING.”
“I DON’T WANT YOU TO EVER TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS.”
THAT MADE ME WONDER, BUT I SO MUCH WANTED TO HELP HER.
“WHEN JIMMY WAS ALIVE WE MADE LOVE THREE OR FOUR TIME A WEEK. IF YOU ONLY KNEW HOW MUCH I MISS THAT.”
I WAS GETTING NERVOUS NOW. I WAS A VIRGIN, I’D NEVER EVEN SEEN A NAKED WOMAN IN THE FLESH UP TO THAT TIME. I WAS ALSO GETTING HARD.
“YOU DONT’T HAVE TO IF YOU DON’T WANT TO; I’LL UNDERSTAND.”
“I WANT TO.”
WE WENT TO HER BEDROOM AND SHE CLOSED THE DRAPES. IN THE DIM LIGHT I WATCHED HER STRIP OFF HER BLOUSE AND JEANS. WHILE STILL IN HER BRA AND PANTIES, SHE CAME OVER TO ME AND TOOK OFF MY SHIRT. SHE MOVED BEHIND ME AND PUT HER ARMS AROUND ME, STROKING MY SWEATY CHEST WITH HER HANDS, LINGERING ON MY NIPPLES WITH HER SOFT FINGERS. THEN SHE REACHED DOWN AND UNDID MY BELT AND LOWER MY ZIPPER. MY JEANS DROPPED AROUND MY KNEES AND SHE REACHED INSIDE MY UNDERPANTS AND WRAPPED HER SLENDER FINGERS AROUND MY HARDENED ORGAN.
I TURNED TO FACE HER. WE KISSED. OUR LIPS PARTED AND WE PROBED FOR PLEASURE WITH OUR TONGUES. I FELT HER HAND ON MY PENIS AGAIN. THIS TIME SHE STROKED IT. I BACKED OFF BEFORE I CAME. SHE UNDERSTOOD AND BACK AWAY ALSO. WE FINISHED REMOVING OUR CLOTHES, AND LAID DOWN ON THE BED. SHE TAUGHT ME HOW AND WHERE TO PROBE WITH MY FINGER AND WITHIN MINUTES SHE WAS HEAVING HER HIPS AND MOANING WITH PLEASURE.
HER BREATHING WAS HEAVY AND I WATCHED WITH FASCINATION AS HER LOVELY BREASTS ROSE AND FELL. I TOOK ONE IN MY MOUTH AND SUCKED GENTLY.
SHE PULLED ME ON TOP OF HER AND GUIDED MY PENIS BETWEEN HER MOIST FOLDS. MY TRUSTING BORDERED ON VIOLENCE AND I EXPLODED IN S.
I COULD TELL SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED, BUT SHE SMILED AT ME AND SAID IT WAS WONDERFUL, AND TRIED TO ROLL ME OFF.
“LET ME TRY AGAIN,” I SAID.
SHE STOPPED RESISTING AND I BEGAN TO THRUST ONCE AGAIN. IT TOOK A COUPLE OF MINUTES, BUT MY YOUTHFUL ORGAN BECAME FULLY ERECT. WE WORKED TOGETHER, SHE WOULD THRUST HER HIPS UP TO MEET MY DOWNWARD STROKE. WHEN I WAS ABOUT TO GET IT I WOULD BACK OFF AND LET IT EASE OFF BEFORE STARTING AGAIN.
WE MANAGED TO MAKE IT LAST OVER A HALF AN HOUR, AND WHEN I CAME A TIME IT WAS FAR MORE WONDERFUL THAN THE FIRST TIME.
I CONTINUED TO MOW HER LAWN UNTIL OCTOBER, THEN I RAKED LEAVES, THEN SHOLVED SNOW. OUR AFFAIR LASTED UNTIL I LEFT FOR COLLEGE THE FOLLOWING SUMMER. I’M HAPPY TO SAY SHE REMARRIED AND IT SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN A GOOD ONE. I ALSO MARRIED, BUT THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE HAPPENED A LONG TIME AGO.
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