I showed up at Jess' house early the next morning. I was still reeling from the day before. My mind raced as I started measuring and roping off areas for the flower and vegetable gardens she asked.
"Did that really happen?" I thought to myself. "Would it happen again?" "Was it a one-time thing?" "How should I act around her?" "Will I make it weird?" I continued to fight off my anxiety about the situation and put my mind into my work. As I was digging the perimeter of the first flower bed I felt a tap on my shoulder. It startled me and I quickly turned around and knocked the glass of ice water Jess was holding. The cold water splashed all over her tight white t-shirt. Drenching her chest causing her to yelp in surprise. The water made her shirt become translucent and her nipples stiffen under the cold. I apologized profusely and explained I was deep in thought. Jess laughed, holding the now empty glass and smiled at me.
"It's OK, I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that." Jess laughed looking down at her soaked shirt. "Let me go back inside and get you another glass of water." She turned and headed back into the house. I watched her walk. The shorts she wore hugged her curvaceous ass like they were hanging on for dear life. I couldn't help but stare. Just before she entered, she turned around and caught me staring. Jess smiled and smacked her ass cheek playfully. My face turned red. A few moments later Jess returned with another glass of water. However, she has changed out of the wet t-shirt and into a very small bikini top. Her breasts tempting to fall out with each step towards me. I was hypnotized. She handed me the water.
"I was going to lay down in the hammock for a while. It's such a nice day I thought I would get some sun." Jess said, "Unless you feel I will be distracting to you." It was hard not to get lost in her sensual body. I knew it would distract me, but I didn't want her to go inside. It was a beautiful day and what better way to spend it than to be in the presence of such a sexy woman. I stammered out a reply.
"No Mistress, you won't be a distraction."
Jess moved close enough to me to whisper in my ear.
"When I am inside, you will call me mistress. When we are out here, I am Jess. But, trust me, I plan on being a distraction." She kissed and nibbled on my ear as her breathy words intoxicated me. I felt her hand caress my ass and then punctuate her whisper with a gentile squeeze. I felt my knees almost buckle and it took all my strength to keep my composure. She turned and walked to the hammock and climbed into it. Her thick thighs just visible to me. I did my best to keep my mind on my work, but it was difficult.
I managed to get the borders laid, the soil put down, and both the vegetables and flowers planted in their respective gardens. I heard Jess sliding out of the hammock behind me.
"Wow, you've been busy!" Jess said, "It looks incredible, thank you." She whispered with a gentile kiss behind my ear. "Why don't you get packed up and I'll get something ready for you to eat." Jess patted my ass. "Meet me in the laundry room when you get done."
I smiled, agreed as best I could without my voice cracking, and started to hurriedly pack up, without looking like I was in a hurry.
I stood in the laundry room and called her. "Hi, Jess? I'm in the laundry room." She answered from another room.
"I'll be right there."
A few moments later she appeared in the doorway. Wearing a thin bathrobe that held her form tightly. Accentuating the curves of her hips as well as her statuesque body. Her dark hair fell softly around her face, the shock of grey making her blue eyes glow even more seductively. My only thought, 'Anything she wants.'
"Strip." Jess said, breaking me out of my trance.
"What?" I asked, while obediently following her command. Like my mind and body were separated entities in her presence.
"Good boys don't question. Good boys, do." She said crossing her arms and taping her fingers with a playful scolding look and tone. "Plus, your clothes are dirty, and I want them in the laundry, and not tracking soil inside."
I put all my clothes in the washing machine and Jess started it. I stood there as I was told but felt slightly embarrassed standing naked in front of her. She turned to me and said,
"Now it's time to clean you up." Jess turned around and reached her hand back as if to grab mine and lead me. She, purposefully, slapped my hand away and grabbed my semi-erect cock. Leading me around the house to the bathroom in her bedroom.
"The shower is ready." She said taking a seat in a chair that could have decorated the halls of a great estate. "And I am here to make sure you are clean." She crossed her legs, and her robe opened slightly, exposing her luscious thighs. In a trance of lust, I stepped into a glass shower in the middle of the bathroom. With Jess, on her throne, as my audience. "Clean yourself good for momma, baby. Then we will get you something to eat."
