Better looking, too. Anyway, Ms. Dale moved in during the first part of July and I continued to do her lawn on Wednesdays and Saturdays. She was gone most of the time when I was there; she was a working woman and used her Saturdays to run errands and whatever. One Saturday I was just finishing when she drove her little Civic up the driveway. She got out and culos came over to where I was and struck up a conversation. Without her high heels, she came up to about my nose, and without makeup, her hair in a ponytail, and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, she looked like she was about my age. She was real easy to talk to and shared a lot with me: she told me she was thirty, worked as a legal assistant, and had been divorced for about three years. She was telling me
Some other stuff about her job and whatever, and I stood there pretending to listen, but really looking at her tits, which I really hadn't noticed until now. They were really nicely shaped and bigger than my mom's or my sister's, and I liked the way I could see culos the lace of her bra through her t-shirt. A few minutes later, she excused herself ("I really have a lot culos to do here, Tony"), paid me and walked into her house. I went into my house, went up to the bathroom and jerked myself off, fantasizing about her pulling off her t-shirt, unhooking her lacy bra and the two of us having sex over and over and over.... The following Wednesday, I went over to her house and was surprised to find her car still in the driveway. I started to cut the lawn and Ms. Dale came out onto the
Front stoop. "Hi, Tony," she said, smiling. "Would you like to have breakfast?" "No thanks, Ms. Dale, I just ate," I said, noticing that she was in a short silk bedjacket. She frowned and said, "not even a glass of orange juice?" There was something that told me not to go in, but I couldn't help myself. "Oh, OK," I said and went into her house. The place looked culos much different than it did when Mrs. Wilson had lived there. Ms. Dale had stripped the floral wallpaper off of the walls of the dining are a and had painted it a light pink, and had removed the chairboard and replaced the carpet. A coffee cake and a decanter of orange juice sat on the table, which was light and modern. "Make yourself comfortable, Tony," she said and walked into the kitchen, returning with a cup of coffee. "Would you care
For coffee, Tony?" she asked. I refused, and she smiled. "Go ahead and help yourself; I can't finish it all by myself." I took a piece of coffee cake culos and she sat down beside me and smiled. The front of her bed jacket opened and I saw lace and flesh beneath. I concentrated on looking her in the eyes as I ate, every once in a while letting...
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