Exposing myself to the landlady

This happened while I was still living at home while going to college. My mother, brother and I lived upstairs in a duplex, while the owners lived downstairs. I was probably 20 at the time, filled with raging hormones, and my cfnm desires in their infancy. I felt the need to accidentally expose myself to some female, and at that time, I thought our landlady would be the one to try this on. She was always home alone during the morning and afternoon, and always did laundry in the morning. Most weekdays I was home alone as well. So I decided I would be doing laundry when the accident occurred. Their washer and dryer were next to ours in the basement, with ours being on the left. And there was a window above the machines that allowed plenty of light to come pouring in from the morning sun. So one sunny morning, I heard her go down to the basement to put a load in the washer. This was my cue to take my clothes off and put my bathrobe on. It was lightweight, dark blue, and barely covered my knees. I was already so hard from excitement. The way I wanted to do this was to have the left flap of the robe cover over the right flap, which is normal before tying. But I didn't let the right flap go across the front of me all the way, so the right flap was lying against my body, thus exposing me from the right side. I gathered up some dirty laundry and headed downstairs. My heart was racing as I began to descend the basement stairs. I said hello when I got to my washer and proceeded to slowly load the machine, giving her every opportunity to look over and see me. I didn't look to see if she was looking, but nothing was said, and I finally turned the washer on and went back upstairs. This process repeated itself a couple more times that morning until I went to get my things out of the dryer. I folded my clothes and filled my laundry basket and when I picked up the basket and put it in front of me, I subtly pushed the left flap a little more to the left with the basket until the flap fell back against my body exposing my erection. I turned to face her and go by her when she stopped me and said "Oh my! You're coming out of your robe. Let me fix that for you." I didn't say a word. She just told me to raise the basket and hold it out a little bit. I couldn't see what she was doing, but I felt her untie my bathrobe. My heart was pounding as I felt her open my robe completely. Everything was still for what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few seconds as I assume she was just getting a good look at my erection just a foot or two from her face. She then crossed the flaps like they were supposed to be, but before she tied the robe, she reopened it and started fussing with it. It was then that she said "This thing looks like it could use a good washing. Why don't you let me throw it in with my wash?" I just hesitantly said "OK." She then started pulling my robe off my shoulders and I felt it falling down my arms when she said "You'll need to put the basket down to get this off." So I did, and she pulled it the rest of the way off of me. She stood there for a brief moment with just a hint of a smile and blatantly stared at my erection. She then put my robe in with her wash as I stood there naked and hard. I kind of felt weak and under her control for some reason. Maybe I liked having her tell me what to do. I was about to pick up my basket and go upstairs and put on some clothes when she said "Why don't you come upstairs and visit with me?" "OK. Let me just go put something on." She said "No, that's OK. You'll be fine just the way you are." So I said "Really?!" And she nodded, so I left the basket and she took my hand and walked me up the stairs and into her home. We went through the kitchen and into the living room before she let go of my hand and suggested I sit on the couch. I sat in the middle of the couch and she sat in a chair to my left. We started making small talk and I could see she would constantly take long looks at my permanently hardened penis. She then said "Are you comfortable? Why don't you lie down on the couch?" I did as she asked. So now I was facing her while lying on the couch with my hard cock now completely exposed sticking straight up in the air. It was an interesting angle. Her face and my cock shared a very similar line of sight. I almost couldn't tell if she was looking at me or my cock anymore. Then out of the blue, she said "You know, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I've heard you masturbating quite a bit. You know we can hear each other quite easily through these floors." I knew we could and blushed profusely. I don't know why. I was already naked in front of her. All I could think of was to apologize. And with that, she got up and slid my legs over a little and sat on the edge of the couch and said "No, it's fine. Truth be told, I actually enjoy hearing you." She said this while continuing to gaze at my cock and putting her hand on my thigh just inches from it. She then said "Actually you look like you've been ready to masturbate ever since you've been here. Why don't you? I'd love to watch." She was no longer looking at me anymore. She was only looking at my cock. I was getting so turned on by the attention she was giving it, I thought I might explode without touching myself. Despite my excitement, I told her I didn't think I could do it in front of her. And with that she wrapped her fingers around my cock for the first time and gave it a couple gentle tugs and asked me again if I would. Her touching my cock must have made the difference, because when she let go, I replaced her hand with my own. And while looking into her eyes, I briefly held my cock without moving. She took her eyes off my cock and looked up at me for a very brief moment and gave a little encouraging nod and I slowly began to slide my hand down my shaft and back up again. As my pace slowly increased, I could feel my self lubrication spreading all along my top finger, so I let it spread onto my hand so I could make my whole cock nice and slippery. Nothing was being said as I played with myself for her, so it was very easy to hear me stroking when my lubricated fingers would pass up and down over the head of my cock. I love that sound. In the meantime, I guess she wanted to participate, so she started lightly moving her hands up and down my thighs and over my stomach. Just all around my cock while I stroked away. My eyes were closed and I was now stroking pretty fast and enjoying her touches. I don't know if it was a kind of bonding from the physical contact with her, but I opened my eyes and told her to look at me. And when she did, I said "I want to cum for you! I want you to see me cum!" She then purred "I know you do, honey. I can tell. Go ahead. Let it go. Let me see you cum all over yourself." As she was talking, she cupped my balls with her right hand and started to firmly and almost roughly massage them. I sped up even more and she shook my balls just as fast as I was stroking. " C'mon. Cum for me, honey. You can do it." And then I felt that special feeling quickly build deep inside. "I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm gonna cum now!" The first spurt went about a foot straight up in the air as she gasped at the sight. I then pointed my cock at my stomach and shot out about three or four more ropes of cum. When I was done I let go of my cock and rested my cum covered hand in the cum that was on my stomach. She just looked at me, smiled, got up and said she'd get me something to clean up with. That was quite the experience. She was just average in the looks department, but while I masturbated for her, she was as beautiful as could be.