Introduction
John dug the shovel into the ground one more time, wondering how much more he had to d today before going home. He was 18 and just about to start university to earn his keep as his farther put it he was doing odd jobs for the neighbours although for the last week he had his hands full gardening for one in particular. She seemed to have a never ending garden and a never ending list of new things for him to do. John was tall and thin, he didn't think he had a good body but he was pretty well muscled. His main problem was that he was quite shy. His experience with girls so far mostly involved parties, dark rooms and lots of alcohol on both side. His current masturbation fantasy was getting further with that girl he was kissing a month ago. One hand up a girls top goes a long way in the mind of a frustrated 18 year old. He wiped the sweat from his forehead running his hand through his short brown hair. It was hot middle of summer and here he was digging holes in what felt like concrete but it didn't matter his parents were going away tonight for a whole month. He was finally getting to stay home alone. After much convincing that he would be fine his parents had agreed that he could stay as long as he kept up his jobs and didn't wreck the place with a party, which of course was the first thing planned as soon as his parents had gone. It was a test of his ability to be responsible and independent according to his mother.
John looked up at the house it was huge the biggest house in town a good 15 minutes walk from where the driveway came off of the road. The winding drive hid the entire house you would never know it was there as it snaked through the trees until you come to a wide open field and beyond that the main house. Mrs Davidson who owned the house had been a widow of a few years she had inherited a fortune from her dead husband. She lived in this massive place all on her own John wondered why she had never moved to somewhere smaller. He also wondered why a team of gardeners where not doing all this bloody work she could sure as hell afford it. He knew she was a friend of his mothers and had met with his mother and told her all about the things that needed doing to the house. His mother had offered his help immediately. His parents believed in working for a living and not slacking off. They were pretty strict about everything. His friends were doing nothing this summer chilling out before going their separate ways to university but not him he had to work so he could afford it, no bank of mom and dad for him.
As he looked up at the house he saw Mrs Davidson looking back as him she smiled and he smiled back and waved then tried in vain again to get the damn shovel into the earth. John thought about Mrs Davidson he had been catching quick glances when ever he could. She was the one good thing about this job. He could see her now sun bathing in that bikini, long legs perfectly tanned running up to her great ass but it was her 34DD breasts that John liked the most. She looked pretty good for an older woman John knew her to be in her early 40's. She had long blonde hair and bright blue piercing eyes that he could help but look away from when she stared straight at him. Sometimes she would come out by the pool and sunbath before diving in and swimming lengths. She had a range of bikinis one was little more than a thong with a top the barely covered her tits. John could tell she wasn't like all the perky little girls he was lusting after but she certainly had something about her. John could feel he was getting hard just thinking about it.
Susan Davidson watched from the upstairs window she loved watching John sweating in the garden below. She sat in her high backed chair with just her upper body showing she looked from the outside like she might be reading a book or watching TV but her skirt was pulled up around her waist and her fingers were working her shaved wet pussy. She thought that age had been kind to her she was still a very attractive woman. She often admired her naked body in the mirror, looking at her large round breasts with their pink long nipples. She had always had very sensitive nipples which she loved to tease men with. She kept her body tight and tanned, she loved how her tanned legs showed off her smooth bald pussy and the way her pink nipples accentuated her white breasts. Her breasts were not as firm as they once were but she knew that every eye in the room was on her when she was in a low cut top. She rubbed at her clit thinking of all the fun she was going to have with the naïve boy beneath her which is exactly what she had in mind. With his strict parents out of the way for a whole month it was perfect. She only need something she could work with to make him hers and she was going to get it soon than she dared dream. Susan flicked her clit as John tried in vain to break up more of the ground. His shirt was sweaty and she could see his skin glistening in the sun light. She orgasmed and quickly pulled down her skirt.
John heard the door open over by the house and turned to see Mrs Davidson coming towards him. She was wearing a tight white top that showed of her amazing breasts and a short little skirt, her legs rhythmically walking over to him mesmerising him. He snapped his head up must not stare he thought to himself. He knew how much trouble he would be in if his parents got back a bad report about his behaviour or his work from such a rich and influential member of the community.
"You must be tired from all that digging" Susan said
"Na I'm OK" John looked at the ground and shifted slightly, he always felt awkward around Mrs Davidson he knew she was old enough to be his mother but she stirred up feeling which are hard to hide.
"Well I had better be letting up get back to see your parents off. Remember your mine for the rest of the month. You will arrive at 9 every morning I don't want you getting lazy just because you are living on your own. I would hate to have to tell your parents you have not been working I'm sure they would be disappointed in you."
"ye I will be here" Johns mind besides what was under that top were more on the guys night he was planning and the beer his friends had gotten for tonight alcohol fest.
John packed up and left it was about a 45 minute walk home. When he arrived he greeted his parents who and took a shower he couldn't get the image of Mrs Davidson out of his head. His hands moved down to his erect 8 inch cock and he began to stroke it thinking about kissing up her legs pulling her skirt up and pushing his face between her thighs. It wasn't long before he came, he finished in the shower and get dressed. His parents had finished packing the car and were just about off this was it freedom for a month. They said their goodbyes and he waved their car off. Before they had even left the road John was on the phone.
"They are gone man get that beer over here and let's get going"
John and he friends did what any good group of 18 year olds would do got very drunk, smoked and ate everything in the house. When they finally ran out of beer and laughing a jeering at the adult channels got dull it was 4:30am. Most of them had passed out anyway and John staggered to bed work the next day hadn't been in his head since he stepped off the garden that afternoon.
The next day John finally got his muscles to move when it came to the point of going for a piss or wetting the bed. After getting up he surveyed the damage it wasn't so bad mostly beer bottles and pizza boxes he could clean it up he had a month his parents would never know beside he figured this would be a regular event now him and his friends had a place to hang out they had nothing better to do. Then he suddenly realized he did have something he should be doing shit Mrs Davidsons gardens. John looked for a clock and trip over his friend passed out on the stairs.
"Whats the time?"
His friend pulled out his phone and blearily read off the time.
"Mate it's almost 1pm we really must have been fucked last night!"
John knew that was true he really was screwed if Mrs Davidson told his parents about this he really would be in trouble. Hell I can work a Saturday and make it up hell I will work the whole weekend I'm sure she is a reasonable woman. It was a Thursday and John figured the day was almost over better to just go in tomorrow and straighten the whole thing out.
Chapter 1
John was up early the next day still feeling a little groggy but pretty good. He was sure he could explain and make up for it. He arrived early at Mrs Davidson and rang the door bell apologetic speech all planned out. Mrs Davidson opened the door she did not look happy a scowl was on her face and John almost ran away there and then but he knew he had to explain and make it up somehow.
"Hi I am sorr......"
"Get in here now!" Susan could barely believe her good luck John looked ready to cry already. She let him into the kitchen her high heel clicking across the floor sternly.
"What the hell do you call this not turning up yesterday and don't you dare tell me you were ill you were fine when you left and you look fine now!"
John felt that honesty was the best policy she was young once she would understand it was one day after all.
Susan listen and couldn't believe what the idiot was telling her all the ammunition she need to ensnare him.
"I'm very disappointed in you John I thought you were more mature than that and after your parents left you such simple responsibilities. I am afraid I will have to let them know."
"Please I will make it up to you I will work the weekend to catch up" John felt rising panic at the mention of his parents.
"Yes you will work the weekend but you clearly can't be left alone one night and look what happens. I feel responsible for you as your parents are away I will have to let them know they may feel they have to cut their trip short and deal with you. Such a shame I know how much they were looking forward to some time away."
"Please no I am sorry please don't call my parents" John was really panicking now dragging his parents back was it really that bad. He couldn't let that happen, maybe if he offered to work all the weekend......
"Well it would be a shame to upset your parents after all it is you that should be punished for this not them. You act like a child not being able to control yourself you should be punished like one"
"Sure ye I mean what ever you think is right" John felt relief sweep through him finally she was seeing things his way, what is she going to do make him write "I will not get drunk and be late for work" 1000 times, what ever.
"You are a very naughty young man but I don't see you acting like any man I have ever met you are more of a naughty little boy and should be punished like one."
John was getting confused now but he could feel a slight twitch is his pants as his cock grew harder somehow being told he was a naughty boy seem to arouse him. Susan Davidson sat down on a stool.
"Strip"
"errrrr sorry I don't understand"
