1. 2-for-1 Discount--Part IV


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: prairiedogg, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    As tired as I was, sleep didn't come easily. As I lay in bed I struggled to come to grips with what had happened earlier. My thoughts took me back to my childhood and developing years. I can't say that I had a normal childhood. It was happy, but far from normal. I was an only child, so seeking attention from my parents wasn't difficult. Being with them was always difficult. My parents were account executives at a major entertainment consulting firm. That sounds glamorous, and to them it may well have been just that, but their work forced them to be away on business a lot. Usually it was just one of them on the road, but there were times where they were both gone for weeks at a time. Being very wealthy, my mother and father hired a live-in nanny for more than one reason. It made life easier for them and it provided me with adult supervision during those times when they were both gone from home. I think we might have had a family dinner (with both parents at the table with me) far fewer times than when only one parent was home. In fact, I believe that when I was 12 years old we went nearly the entire year where one or both of them was away on business. Fortunately, my nanny was a sweet, loving woman who stayed with us until I graduated high school. She was devoted to the whole family and took care of me as if I were her child. I dated several girls during high school, but none of them ever got to the serious stage. As for sex, there was some heavy petting, but I never fucked ...
    any of them. I was beginning to think I would graduate high school a virgin, but that all changed the summer before my Senior year. That was when I met Carol Jackson. As I may have mentioned before, Carol was 48 years old and hot as hell. There were lots of rumors floating around about her, usually stories told by frustrated teens whose only action was in the bathroom with their hands and either a girlie magazine or a smartphone. As it turned out, none of the stories were true. Carol lived up the street from us, on a corner lot. She wasn't a large woman, but she had huge breasts. I used to see her outside working on her landscaping, her knees on a pad as she worked on her flowers and shrubs. She must have liked working on them, because she always had someone mow her lawn for her, an older Hispanic fellow. There were more than a few times I would walk (or drive, once I got my driver's license) past her place and she would watch me as I passed. A few times she actually smiled at me, which usually got my heart racing and my cock stiffening. These brief encounters always found me in the bathroom masturbating once I got home. I fantasized about Carol a lot. Then one day as I was walking by she called out to me and asked me to come over so she could have a word with me. She explained that the man who cut her grass was in the hospital and wouldn't be able to do it for a long time. She asked me if I would be interested in mowing her lawn. She promised that I would be happy with what ...
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