6:38 AM – The alarm clock blared and 21 year old David Appleton knew he had to get ready and get to work. After hitting the snooze button and taking another 8 minutes to finish attending to his morning wood.
The smell of bath and body works Vanilla bean lotion filled the air, a half empty bottle sitting next to a box of tissues on his bedside table. David reached for another pump of lotion, gripped his member, and stroked himself thinking of the last client of the day. A reward waiting for him after a day of hard work.
David had tried reading dirty stories online and fantasizing about girls from back at school but he knew those wouldn’t do the trick. He had Miss Kittren on the brain.
Amelia Kittren, the Appleton’s next-door neighbor had always tantalized David. Oh, she didn’t know it – but she’d always been kind to David since she moved in next door to the Appleton’s after a messy divorce. Miss Kittren had married young – and quickly learned she had married the wrong man when she came home early one day and walked in on him screwing one of his personal training clients. It constantly amazed David that any man would cheat on Miss Kittren but some men are blind to what they have. From there Miss Kittren set out to find the best divorce attorney, won herself a nice settlement with years of alimony, and ended up buying the house next to the Appletons and moving in with her son Jeremy.
This was around the time David turned 16, a time of sexual awakening for him and an older busty brunette moving in next door was the stuff of fantasy for David. He was too polite to act on these desires and of course she would have never entertained the idea of David as anything other than the kind neighbor kid at the time – but she was kind to him and they quickly developed a close friendship with Miss Kittren becoming something between a friend and mentor to David, helping provide some experienced input into the things a young man needs to know. When he had his first girlfriends in High School and College Miss Kitttren was always there to help him think up the perfect ways to ask them out and plan special date nights for them. Once or twice, David brought a date to meet Miss Kittren but he quickly put an end to that. Miss Kittren was always happy to welcome David and his guests, but David was always nervous his date would catch him sneaking a peek at their hostesses’ luscious breasts rather than their own. Miss. Kittren had gorgeous 42DDD breasts. David didn’t know the exact size. to him they were just the perfect size to imagine his face buried in.
And of course – Miss Kittren was always there to talk David through broken hearts after things didn’t work out.
It helped that Miss. Kittren had used part of her sizeable divorce settlement to put in a pool and a small pool house in the back yard, and that in exchange for mowing her lawn on a weekly basis David was given a key to her back gate and free use of the pool anytime he wanted. David liked the pool, but he loved sneaking glances from the pool at Miss. Kittren sunbathing in her bikinis. Jeremy spent the summers with his father, so David had uninterrupted access to the pool and the view that came with it.
Every Thursday after mowing the lawn David would shower all the sweat and grime off his body with Miss. Kittren’s hose and walk back to the pool where inevitably Miss. Kitten would be waiting for him in a red and white polka dot bikini with a tray of lemonades for them. to share as they talked about their days. David cooling off on the edge of the pool and Miss. Kittren lounging on her deck chair.
She’d usually greet him the same way each week.
“David – you know you don’t have to use the hose; I’ve got a perfectly good shower – just come on in the doors always unlocked.” But David was courteous to a fault and would never want to impose on Miss Kittren’s privacy or track mud and grass into her house.
And so, the routine continued that Miss Kittren would hand David his glass of lemonade, compliment him on the state of the lawn, and take their usual spots. So, the routine went and continued each summer Thursday afternoon as David worked his way through his last year of high school and then college. Other than the conversations perhaps getting a bit more open and mature as David grew older and the two got more comfortable with each other – it was the exact same routine year after year.
Before long others in the neighborhood noticed what a good job he did mowing for Miss Kittren, and David had built up a sizeable book of business cutting lawns in their subdivision. All others paid cash, and Miss Kittren had for years offered to pay David as well, but he insisted the pool access and Miss Kittren’s company was more than enough. Going into his last year of college for Business David was starting to make plans to turn his lawn mowing into a bonafide small business and in a way, he had his arrangement with Miss Kittren to thank.
6:46 – The alarm blared again. 8 minutes had gone by, and David was just as hard as he’d been 8 minutes ago if not harder. Images of Miss Kittren waiting for him at the end of the workday filled his mind. He hit snooze one last time, reached for one last pump of lotion, and continued stroking his cock, allowing him to go to that one memory that always did the trick.
Last summer, David was due back to school on a Thursday, so he figured he’d get one last mowing in for Miss Kittren on Wednesday before he headed back the next day. Miss Kittren usually worked Wednesdays so he knew there would likely be no bikini or lemonade waiting for him at the end of this day, but he wanted to take good care of his favorite customer and figured a last dip in the pool would be a good way to end the summer. There was always the off-chance Miss Kittren would be working from home that day and come out to wish him off to school. He thought about texting her to let her know he was coming but decided to would be better to surprise her with a freshly cut lawn. Besides, she had told him years ago to stop asking for permission to use the pool – the terms of their deal meant David had access to the pool whenever he wanted it.
So, David had gotten to work, mowed the lawn, hosed himself down, and walked over the gate where he heard an unusual buzzing sound. He opened the gate turned the corner and found himself face to face with Miss Kittren, bikini bottoms undone, with a small purple vibrator in one hand, and her other hand caressing her tits.
She was as startled as David was – and the shock startled her into orgasm. She moaned and shuddered as she finished.
The two were then frozen – locked eye contact in fear and embarrassment for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually David broke the spell, profusely apologizing as he walked backwards out of the backyard
“Miss Kitten err, Kittren! I – I – I’m so sorry, I leave for school tomorrow morning, so I came a day early. I’m so sorry to interrupt your – to interrupt you – have a blessed day”
“A blessed day?!” David thought to himself turning and running home and up his bedroom stairs. Where did that come from? What kind of idiot says “have a blessed day after” seeing something like that. Something so beautiful, sensual, and memorable like that. Something that made David feel so naughty but so good.
That night had seemed like an eternity. Would MK tell David’s parents. He hadn’t done anything wrong per se – other than standing there a bit too long before giving her her privacy back but he felt like he had done much worse. Would she still want him back to work for her or let him use the pool next summer? Would they still have the same relationship now that David had seen this. David’s phone buzzed – Miss Kittren – he froze and – like an idiot he let it go to voicemail.
Shaking he played back the voicemail.
“Hi David, this is Amelia…Miss Kittren. I’m so so sorry I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to you today. Thank you for mowing the lawn and don’t worry about…well don’t worry about anything. I hope I’ll see you before next summer but if not text me when you get back from school and I’ll see you the first Thursday of the summer like always.”
With that – David felt relief and he was able to enjoy the memory relatively guilt free.
6:54 – as the alarm blared a final time David relived the memory of seeing Miss Kittren overcome with pleasure – and embellished it in his mind. He imagined her moaning his name as she climaxed rather than the animalistic moan she had actually made. This was what gave David his release. Imagining that it was himself she’d been fantasying about that summer afternoon. His cock tensed up and shot his load into the tissue in his hand.
After lying for a minute enjoying the waves of blissed out pleasure – David hopped in the shower and got ready for work. He had 5 lawns to mow today, 6 if you counted Miss Kittren but truthfully by then he’d be so excited to see her that her lawn barely felt like work – and he wondered which Bikini she’d have picked out for today.
To Be Continued
