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Since I was working long hours and traveling a lot on my job, I rarely had the time to care for my lawn and the surrounding plants and bushes. I decided to hire someone to do it for me. Josh, the paper boy who lived in the neighborhood, had just graduated from high school. The ripe young eighteen-year-old was also doing lawn care, saving up his money before attending college in the fall. I was on my front porch on the day he came by delivering papers. “Hey, um, Josh, isn’t it?” I said, catching his attention before he had a chance to continue on his route.“Yep, that’s me,” he replied and walked toward my porch. “I’ve seen you mowing lawns for some of the neighbors.”“Yeah, trying to save up some money before I head off to college next month.”“That’s wonderful. So, is there any chance I can hire you to do my lawn? I work long hours and don’t have the time to do it myself. “Sure, I’d be happy to do it for you. I can come by tomorrow if you like?”“Yes. I’m off tomorrow. I have a mower in the shed out back that you can use.”“Thanks, but I have my tools. I’ll take care of everything. I’ll come by around noon tomorrow,” the young man said and went on his way.We didn’t discuss the money part, but it didn’t matter. I was willing to pay whatever Josh wanted to get my lawn looking presentable again. I felt relieved as I headed for work that Friday, knowing that this confident young man would be taking care of my unruly grass the following day. The next day, Josh arrived at noon just as he promised, pulling up in a pickup truck filled with lawn equipment just as I finished my lunch. I greeted him in the driveway. “Hi, Josh. I see you came well-prepared,” I said as I kaçak iddaa looked at the tools in the bed of the truck. “I’ll be inside. Let me know if you need anything.”“Thanks, Miss Marlow,” he said as he let the tailgate down. “Please, call me Reyanna. Miss Marlow makes me feel old,” I laughed. “You don’t look old to me, Miss Mar…I mean, Reyanna.”“Don’t kid yourself, Josh. I’m old enough to be your mother.” I don’t know why I referred to myself as old enough to be his mother. It struck me kind of stupid after I said it. “Okay, I better let you get to your work before it gets too hot out here,” I finished and went back inside my house. I picked up a fashion magazine to read in the meantime. I couldn’t get past the first few pages before I put it down and watched Josh through my kitchen window. He effortlessly moved from one piece of equipment to another, clipping, trimming, edging, and mowing. I lost track of time as I stood there watching. It was a hot and humid Floridian afternoon, and Josh’s t-shirt clung to his skin, damp with sweat. I watched him stop long enough to pull his shirt up and over his head, tossing it into the back of his truck. He was an impressively fit young man, about 6’2”, with thick dark hair and tanned skin from working outdoors. I found myself shamelessly daydreaming about his body, and then I realized that the poor boy was probably thirsty from working under the hot sun directly overhead. I went to my fridge and poured him a tall glass of ice water to take outside for him. I stood on the porch and called out to him. He turned off the mower and walked over with a smile. “Hey, thanks, Reyanna. That’s just what I needed,” he said as I kaçak bahis handed him the frosty glass. Jeezus! I nearly gasped when I saw him rub the chilled glass across his bare sweaty chest from one gorgeous nipple to the other before he brought the glass to his lips! It didn’t seem like he even realized what he was doing, but it was so sexy to watch it made my pussy twitch! I was sure he caught me ogling him as he gulped down the ice water, with some of it leaking from his lips and rivulet down his smooth hairless sternum. The tempting thought of licking the spilled water and sweat from his chest went through my mind. When his blue eyes met mine, I blushed, quickly trying to play it off as a response to the heat as I pretended to fan myself with my hand. “Thanks, Reyanna,” he said as he handed me the empty glass. “Well, I better get back to work. I shouldn’t be much longer.”Oh, take your time. I love watching you, I thought to myself. And to my surprise, I noticed that Josh was checking me out in a similar way as his eyes focused on my breasts rather than my face as he spoke. “Okay. Well, I’m going back inside. It’s getting hot out here. Just let me know if you need anything,” I said before going back inside, feeling hotter than the heat surrounding me. Once back inside, I had to pinch myself. I tried to stop seeing the gorgeous young man as an object of desire, daydreaming about the beads of sweat glistening on his golden skin! But here I was once again staring out the window at him. I sat on the couch, crossed my bare feet on the coffee table, and delved into the magazine again. My sundress fell away from my legs as I stretched them out in front of me, illegal bahis leaving my long legs pleasantly bare. I was sweaty, and the fabric clung to my chest, tightening around my breasts with each breath. I must have dozed off, as the next thing I remembered was Josh standing over me, gently tapping my shoulder to wake me. My eyes met his when they opened. I felt my face flush as I stood up, my eyes briefly falling to his crotch, where I noticed a distinct bulge in his shorts. How long had he been standing here, watching me? Was he daydreaming about me, just as I had about him? Or is this my imagination playing tricks on me? I better bring things back to a professional level before I do something I might end up regretting. “So, Josh, what do I owe you?”He quoted me a fair rate, and I grabbed my purse to count the cash for him. “Is there anything else I can do for you before you go?” Catching myself daydreaming again, I added, “More water, perhaps?”Laughing, he replied. “No, that’s okay, Reyanna. But I have one little favor to ask if you don’t mind.”“Sure, sweetie, whatever you want,” I eagerly replied. His request surprised me when he asked, “Could I possibly use your shower?”Suppressing the image of this young man naked in my shower long enough to answer, I said, “Sure, help yourself!”“I wouldn’t normally ask. It’s just that I need to drive straight from here to meet some friends, and I’ve been sweating like crazy in this heat today.”“No problem, go ahead. It’s down the hallway, first door on the left.”As soon as he went inside and closed the door behind him, I quickly tiptoed down the hallway, pressing my ear against the door, listening as he stripped, turned on the water, and stepped into the shower. As soon as I heard the shower door closing, I quietly opened the bathroom door just enough to give me a clear view of his naked body through the clear glass.

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