1. Jenny and I-2


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: stif266, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    of the school year, I had become an expert in all the ways to please a woman sexually that Jenny could teach me. I did it because I wanted to keep Jenny happy. Of course, I enjoyed most of it, too. That summer, Jenny announced that she was not currently interested in attending college. She wanted a career as a beautician, since she thoroughly enjoyed doing that sort of thing with her friends. Toward the end of the school year, Jenny started looking around for a summer job. Fortunately, she found a starting position in the salon that was most favored by the high school crowd. This gave her plenty of time to associate with her friends and to learn the business. Because she was not yet 18 years old, she could not be employed as a full-time worker, so she had her afternoons free to fuck with me. Nobody wanted to hire me as a regular summer worker because of my age. Therefore, I made a few dollars here and there with lawn work around our neighborhood. As it turned out, Mrs. Ruth Jackson hired me more often than I thought was necessary to work in her rather large yard. Her husband traveled very often in his business, and many of those trips meant that he was absent from home for a few days, sometimes a whole week. This turned out to be a very hot summer, so I often worked on a lawn dressed only in shorts and working boots. As I said, I was very buff and well tanned, so I was eye candy for the lonely women of the neighborhood. The result was that I never lacked for a job tending ...
    lawns during that whole summer. However, that was when I was introduced to my future vocation. One morning, I was working in Mrs. Jackson's yard when she called me from the kitchen to come in for a lemonade. That was something new, but the weather was damned hot and the cold lemonade was a welcome attraction. What I wasn't expecting was how cold the air-conditioning was set, and it was not more than a minute or two before I started to shiver. Of course I was covered with sweat and the dry air of the air-conditioned house made that evaporate very quickly. When the cooling effect of the evaporating sweat was added to the already cold air on my bare skin, there was nothing that I could do but shake. Mrs. Jackson acted very upset for my sudden chill, and I was inclined to agree with her. I very rarely got sick, and I sure did not want to catch a cold. Before I could react any other way, Mrs. Jackson was pushing me towards the shower so that I could get some warm water running over my body. I was so deeply into my chill by then that I really was not competent to make many decisions of my own. Mrs. Jackson pushed me into the bathroom and closed the door. She turned on the hot water in the shower to let it warm up. In my stupor, I just stood there, not doing anything. Mrs. Jackson pushed me down on the toilet and pulled my boots and socks off. She then had me stand up and, to my surprise, pulled my shorts and underwear off. I just stood there until she ordered me to step out of my ...
«1234...6»