I woke up early the next day and decided to try to do something special for Mrs. Wilson. Knowing that watering should be done before it got to hot, I went next door and began to water the new plants at the Wilson's at about seven-thirty in the morning. I didn't know if Mrs. Wilson would be awake yet so I tried to be quiet. Her curtains were still closed and I could only envision the sight of her in bed on the other side of the wall.
By eight o'clock, I was finished watering and went home for breakfast. "Good morning Paul." Mom said as I reached for a cereal box. "How did yesterday go with Mrs. Wilson?"
"Fine. She said I could work for her through the summer. I need to go clean her pool in a little while." I answered.
"Well, we're going shopping in a bit. Make sure you do a good job." Mom left the kitchen then to get ready.
I hustled to finish breakfast and get back to Mrs. Wilson's hoping to see her before she and mom left. I got the pool equipment ready and started to work. I was lost in my own thoughts when Mrs. Wilson came out into the back patio.
"Hey Paul. Good morning. You're at it early."
"Um yeah. I wanted to do some things before it got too hot. I hope it's okay. I just wanted to do a good job."
"Of course it's okay. I appreciate it." Her tone was friendly but I guess I had hoped for a little more flirtation or something. "I'm going shopping with your mother. We should be back after lunch." I already knew this and said as much.
Mrs. Wilson began picking up some things around the patio and then called me over to where she was. "Look what we have here Paul." She was holding a pair of panties in her hand, I assumed they were from last night. "Did you relieve yourself last night or did you do as I asked?"
"Um, no. I didn't...I didn't masterba...."
"Paul, I told you not to be embarrassed. Here, you can keep my panties as a reminder of last night Paul." She said as she pecked me on the cheek and stuffed the panties in my pocket. "I have to go. See you later."
"Uh, bye." Was all I could manage to say as I watched her sexy legs carry her away. I got back to work and as it got hotter, I took off my shirt. Looking down at my chest, I resolved myself to working out beginning that day. When I finished with the pool, I went home and tucked Mrs. Wilson's panties into the back of my nightstand drawer but not before feeling the silky lace material and smelling them.
With the fragrance and texture of Mrs. Wilson's panties filling my senses, I began my workout regimen. I got on the floor and began doing push-ups. As I counted them out, I thought about Mrs. Wilson--RITA. Imagining her naked, underneath me in this position as I pounded her. It would be just like the pictures I had seen on the internet only better because it was real. I was dreaming of her moaning as I fucked her, having her pussy locked around my cock as I drove deeper inside of her than any man. I was going crazy and I worked up and down, each push-up counting as a hard thrust into her. Unfortunately, I barely made it to 20 before I had to stop.
I rolled over and caught my breath before beginning my crunches. This was easier and I got to 50. I worked through two more sets before I finished although I wasn't able to do as many push-ups in each set. I decided that I would spend some of the money I earned during the next few weeks on a weight set.
After showering, I got dressed and finished up some homework before sitting down to watch some TV. I flipped through the channels aimlessly and then decided I would go to my room and read some stories on Literotica. I searched through the 'mature' stories and found several that reminded me of my recent adventure with Mrs. Wilson. I guess that a lot of people have fantasies similar to mine and perhaps they had even lived them.
Mom knocked on my door a little while later and again surprised me although this time I wasn't getting ready to jerk off. I had decided that Mrs. Wilson had something in mind for me and I was going to do as she had asked. Mom popped her head in the door and said, "Mrs. Wilson needs some help picking up some things she ordered today. I told her you would help her after dinner at about 7:00."
"Okay." I said trying to conceal my enthusiasm.
At seven o'clock on the dot, I knocked on the Wilson's door. Mrs. Wilson greeted me with a smile. "Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yeah, uh, where are we going?"
"To the computer store. My husband wants me to learn how to use e-mail so he asked me to get a computer while he is away. Are you good with computers Paul?"
"Uh, yeah I guess. I have one in my room."
"Do you look at pictures of naked women on your computer? I've heard that there's a lot of pornography on the internet."
"Uh well...."
"I'll take that for a yes. Let's go."
I was trembling with both lust and some level of humiliation but managed to get into the passenger seat of the Mercedes. Mrs. Wilson put her hand on my thigh as she drove and I just looked at her. She didn't look back but just drove. We got to the store and picked up the desk top computer she had ordered. On the way home, she asked me if I could help her set it up the next day. I agreed but wanted to spend more time with her so I asked her if she wanted some more ice cream.
"I have to watch my figure you know. Maybe we should go somewhere where we can have a little privacy Paul. Isn't there somewhere that you take your dates?"
I was flabbergasted. "Um, well, there's this place where the kids go out by the old airport. The hangar and airfield where they take the old airplanes."
"I know where that is. I want to see your big cock again and maybe I'll do more than touch it this time. I'll even let you suck my tits again and show you how to play with my pussy."
I was surprised by Mrs. Wilson's forward comments. She was so matter of fact about it all. I was at a loss, especially when we stopped at a red light and she leaned over and slid her tongue into my mouth. My cock got rock hard and I was ready for anything at that point.
Mrs. Wilson kept teasing me as we drove, asking questions and making rather lewd comments. I didn't know what to think other than that I was going to do whatever she wanted. "So your mom tells me you don't have a girlfriend Paul. Would you like to treat me like your girlfriend and fuck me." The word 'fuck' made the blood rush to my head and I thought I was hallucinating. "I bet the girls at school don't know what to do with that big penis of yours."
"Uh, I'm...." I stuttered. "I'm not.... I'm still a...a...."
"You're a virgin Paul? I'm surprised. Oh my gawd, you're a virgin." She wasn't teasing me but I was still embarrassed. Mrs. Wilson reached over and fondle the bulge in my pants, "You're a virgin."
We drove another five minutes and then Mrs. Wilson pulled into a dark area near some trees. The moonlight added a nice ambience to what I was thinking would be the night I finally lost my virginity.