WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 23: DRIPPING WET(1)

I am an 18 year old senior in High School. My true passion is football. I have been starting middle linebacker since my sophomore year. 

At 6'2" and 240 lbs it is easy to see why. My family lives in a very upscale neighborhood. Lawyers,doctors, and engineers. 

You know the type. My Dad is a municipal Court Judge. My mom is a Trust Attorney. The

difference between us and our neighbors is that we are black. 

We are the real live Prince of Belair family. I have one sister and she is off to college. My dad has this attitude, you must work in life. Rather than work at the Mall or in My Mom's law office I took my teenage job of doing my

neighbor's yards and pools into a part time job. 

I only work about 10 hours a week and I get the spending money. All my customers are wealthy and know my Dad so they pay well.

One of the pools I do belongs to Mrs. Larson. Her husband is in politics and is gone about half the time. They never had kids but Mrs. Larson is always really busy running around forming committees and doing charity work.

She is in her mid 40's but could pass for 30 easy. She is outgoing and fun but always very correct. She is the perfect politician's wife.

I have seen her in the pool lots. Always wearing sleek designer one piece suits and a great tan. She probably spends time in the country club's tanning beds. Until a month ago I wouldn't have looked at her twice, Just another customer.

Last month as she got out of the pool from doing her laps and I began my pool chores she asked me if I had some free time. I said sure what for? She replied I want to clean out the Cabana and the Garage. 

The mess is driving me crazy. I need you to help me with the heavy stuff and haul away the things I am going to donate to the Church thrift store. 

I said I would be back around 2 in the afternoon. Mrs. Larson thanked me as she walked to her house.

I got to her house and saw the gate open. I went out to the Cabana and she was already cleaning and sorting. I was a little surprised at her outfit. 

A rag around her head and hair and tennis shoes and work gloves were what should be expected but between that Wow! Mrs. Larson had on an old faded tank top that was knotted at her waist and a pair of sweat pants that had

been cut off very short. 

She was sweating and you could see her breasts outlined through the tight thin tank and the cutoffs had ridden up in her crack from all the stooping and bending. Mrs. Larson had a rock hard body. She was hot. 

I got to work and tried not to stare too much. I am sure she caught me a couple of times but never said anything. The funny thing was

she was sneaking peaks at me too. My shirt was off and I have to admit all the weightlifting I do for Football left me pretty ripped. 

I also never noticed how petite she was. Maybe 5' 2" and she couldn't be over a 100 lbs. What a rack. Perfect C cups and a cute heart shaped ass. I knew she wasn't wearing

a bra and I doubted she had on panties.

I moved a few boxes to the back of my little truck and came back to see Mrs. Larson holding up a very tiny Neon pink Bikini. I said to her "nice suit Mrs. L." She laughed at me and said "she had forgotten about it. 

She had taken it away from her niece Linda a few years ago because it was way to revealing for her to wear at the pool." I said "I bet you would look fine in that suit Mrs. L" she blushed and looked at me strange and held it up again.

"You are such a silly man I wouldn't be caught dead in a suit like this." She said half talking to herself. 

I just said "that's a shame you have the body for it." I was a little worried I had gone too far but I had blurted it out before Ihad thought it through. She looked at me again and asked.

"Do you really think so?" I just smiled my big disarming grin. She chucked the little suit on

the table and went back to work. We finished up the Cabana and asked me if a wanted a beer or a Soda before we did the Garage. I told her. 

"Sure if she had a beer with me." I sat on a lounge chair as Mrs. L went for the beers. We had a pleasant chat and I tried real hard not to stare at her sweat soaked tits. Mrs. L became aware I was sneaking peeks at her rack and all of a sudden her nipples stiffened up and became very visible. 

We both ignored it but I kept right on staring. And she didn't move to hide. Mrs. L said "I am really drenched, I think I am going to take a quick dip. Would you like to join me?" I said "sure." 

She got up to go to the house and change and on a whim I picked up that tiny pink bikini and tossed it to her. "Here Mrs. L, wear this for me."

 She looked at me strange for a second and then walked away quietly. She still had the pink Bikini in her hand. I walked to the pool and dropped my shorts. I was wearing a pair of black speedos under them. 

I always wore a suit when I was on my pool route. I dove in and did a quick lap. I pulled myself out and went to the fridge in the

cabana and got out another pair of beers. This was getting kind of interesting. 

Maybe I could score with this old chick. I sat down and waited. After about ten minutes Mrs. L came out. She was wearing the bikini. 

Man she was hot. I had no idea her body was that hard. The little bottoms barely covered her pussy and the back of it wasn't much more than floss. Her ass was perfect. 

The top was two tiny triangles barely covering her nipples. She had tit Bulging out in all the right ways. She strolled up to me and took her

second beer and drank it down.