Mowing Lawns for Mrs Robertson

I used to mow my elderly neighbor ladies' lawns for money as when I was 18-19.  Most were blue-haired old spinsters but there was one couple up the street from me I would mow that was a bit younger. This couple were in their mid 50’s I would guess, he was semi-retired, and did some travel for his job, she stayed home as was not uncommon during the 70’s when this story happened. 

This was about the time electric weed eaters were introduced and my neighbors had one that I would use to trim their rather large yard.  They had many landscaping features that needed to be trimmed around as well.  As typical, Mrs Roberts would meet me at the door of their walk-out basement and say here is the weed eater and extension cord.  I would thank her do the mowing and then trim.  

This weed eater had a habit of becoming really unbalanced at times and would vibrate the handle so bad it would make my hands tingle after a bit.  Being ever horny, one time I brushed the handle against my cock and WOW it was like a lighting bolt! The sensations were new and caused a near-instant hard on.  I felt like I had discovered the fountain of youth or something and would keep rubbing my now throbbing cock and enjoying the sheer pleasure it was bringing.  Then wouldn't you know it, when I did the tap thing to get more string the vibration was gone.  I thought damn!!! What happened??? Try as I might I couldn’t get it to vibrate again and just went home with a raging boner in my shorts.  

When I was done mowing, I would meet Mrs Roberts and she would invite me in to get my payment and give me a cold drink.  I would walk up the stairs behind her and in my horned up state noticed her ass swaying right in front of me.  This was when polyester pants were popular and hers fit really snug on her thighs and ass.  

Mrs Roberts was around 5’4” and weighed about 115 lbs. She had decent-sized breasts I would guess 34c.  She had aged really well and didn’t look her age.  I now was very horny and all the details were very apparent to me.   

We went upstairs and she said wait here I will get you a drink and your money.  I was standing there in all my glory with my throbbing cock at full attention.  I was trying to cover it by holding my hands in front of myself.  Mrs Roberts came back with my payment in one hand and a Coke in the other.  As I reached up and took the Coke with one hand, the other still covering my hard member, I thought shit, she didn’t open the Coke.  I quickly reached up and popped the top and noticed she was looking at my obvious hard condition. She cocked her head just a bit as I quickly placed my hand in front of me trying to casually cover my hard on.  She smiled and held out my money.  I went to try to take it with the hand that was holding the coke like just slip it under these fingers, she pulled it back and held it out for me to take it with my left hand. I reached up quickly and went to take it, she pulled it back like she was playing keep away and was smiling even bigger now, she was looking at my hard condition and said here’s your money, looks like you need to get home and take care of that. I turned red and stammered yeah, sorry, thanks for the Coke and turned and walked quickly for the door. Mrs Roberts called out to me, "Same time next week?"  I said yes of course and hurried home.  I rushed to my room and pulled out my cock and stroked it while thinking about Mrs. Robert’s ass going up those stairs and I erupted and shot several ropes of cum while fantasizing about cumming on her ass.  

The next week she called my house a day early and said the grass looks like it is growing faster and Mr Roberts will be home tomorrow and I want the lawn looking good for his return.  I said sure be right there.  I nearly ran there with my mower, true to form Mrs Roberts met me at the basement door with the weed eater and cord.  She was wearing some shorts which was not the usual attire and a tight fitting low cut shirt. I nearly sprung an immediate wood, and started to mow, my cock getting harder by the second. It was becoming obvious and visible through my shorts.  I was hurrying so I could start using the weed eater and hoping it would get unbalanced again.  I finished up and as I was mowing I would look up at the house from time to time and sometimes I noticed Mrs Roberts watching me.  I was happy to get the lawn mowed then anxiously took the weed eater and started trimming the fence line.  As luck would have it, it worked perfectly much to my disappointment.  I was just starting the landscaping trimming up against the house when I tapped it to get more string and I don’t know how but it came alive again, vibrating intensely.  I was thrilled as the opportunity this afforded me and quickly placed the handle on my still throbbing member.  

The sensation was out of this world; it felt incredible. I would slowly rub the handle from the base of my hard cock to the tip. I knew this time not to do anything with the weed eater so as to not spoil the fun.  I slowly worked my way around the landscaping holding the handle against me as the pleasure continued to build.  I noticed I had a big wet spot from my pre-cum starting to soak through my undies and my shorts.  The fabric turned dark when wet but at this point I didn’t care.  I was riding a train of bliss and couldn’t stop.  After a few minutes of rapture I felt an orgasm building.  It was more intense than any I had ever had, and kept getting stronger, I froze in place, locked my knees and tried to hang on for the ride.  I moved the handle just up under the head of my cock and held it tight and erupted in my shorts. It was so intense I nearly blacked out and it caused my knees to buckle for a second. I was helpless to the pleasure.  

After I emptied my balls I started getting really sensitive on the head of my cock so I pulled it away from me and caught my breath while my head cleared.  As I started thinking more clearly I looked up at the window directly above me and much to my surprise, Mrs Roberts had watched it all.  I looked down quickly, then back up at her to see if she was really there.  She was indeed and she was smiling at me and then I noticed she had one of her hands inside her shorts.  My eyes were glued to her for a bit then I thought shit I should not be watching her with her hand in her shorts and freaked out a bit as a naive inexperienced kid would do and went back to trimming. 

When I was finished, I was met by Mrs Roberts at the door as was usual except this time my shorts had a huge wet spot and the force of the cumshot actually pushed some cum through the fabric and it was running down the outside of my shorts which I was not aware of until she looked at my shorts and said well looks like you made a mess in your shorts.  I looked down and was embarrassed and stammered yeah I guess so and tried to cover it up.  Mrs Roberts said you better clean that off you don’t want to be going home like that and giggled.  She handed me a washcloth to wipe it clean and although they were still wet it wasn’t so bad.  She said don’t be embarrassed, watching you made me make a mess in my shorts too. And she gave me a wink. 

This made me hard again as I thought about her with her hand in her shorts playing with her pussy while I cummed in my shorts.  

It wasn’t helped by watching her walk up the stairs again her ass inches from my face.  This time something was different, I smelled something new, something intoxicating. I realized it was her wet pussy.  It had a very faint smell, not a strong, shrimpy smell but what I now know was a very nice-smelling pussy.  

We made it to the top of the stairs, she said let me get you a drink and your money.  She came back with a Dr Pepper and my money and said here is a Dr Pepper 'cause that was just what the Dr ordered,' and giggled.  I said thank you, yes it was!  She said I really enjoyed watching you trim. We should do that again next week.  I said yeah that would be great!  She paid me twice as much that time and said it was the new rate if we could do that every time. I said really? She said yes,  just keep it our secret, no one can know ok?  I said of course.  

This is the first time I have shared this experience. Mrs Roberts was my favorite customer.