If you read about my other "Sweet MILF" tails (pun intended), then you know that about my MILF exploits at Sean's bar called Ganges.
It was a relatively hot summer's day. I was lounging on the back deck enjoying the heat and quiet when that familiar brr..oomm sound of a cheap lawn mower started up. My eyes peeked open to see where it was coming from.
My backyard was pretty enclosed by tall bush and trees. It really felt like it was isolated from view by any neighbours... Almost. Even though the tree line between me and next door was dense, you could still see through.
"Vicki!" I shouted in my mind. My deck was raised in comparison to Vicki's back yard and made it easier to stare down at her. "Ooo, she's looking hot!"
Vicki was dressed in a tight white tee and short shorts which really accentuated her tight little body. She couldn't be more than five feet tall or weigh more than 100 pounds soaking wet. She had no real tits to talk about and her legs were a bit on the skinny side, but she had an ass worth admiring.
I watched as she pushed the cutting machine back and forth. I guess her shorts were too tight. Every so often, Vicki would stop, look around and pull out the material from between her ass cheeks or from between her legs. I never wear underwear while I'm at home. So my dick started to grow out the leg hole of my very loose shorts. Knowing that I was pretty much hidden from my other neighbours and the fact that Vicki was unaware of my presence, I started stroking myself as I watched.
"Bbbrrruuu... Pttt... Pttt..." Silence.
Vicki smacked the sputtering machine and then kicked it. She grabbed the rip cord and pulled it a couple of times but to no avail. She booted the machine again. It looked like she was cursing under her breath. With her hard ass towards me, she bent over and opened the gas cap to look inside.
Vicki stood up and put her hands on her hips as she stared at the malfunctioning contraption. She looked around and spotted me through the bush. Instantly I stopped playing with my dick and hid myself. I wasn't sure if she realized what I was doing.
"Gerome!" She waved at me and started walking towards me. There was no direct path so she needed to walk around a bit. Hopefully it was enough time for my boner to subside a bit. I pulled the legs of my shorts over my stiffy just in time as Vicki appeared around the corner. "Hey, Gerome. Nice hot day to enjoy the sun, eh?"
"Hi Vicki. Yeah." I acknowledged. "Are you having a problem with your lawn mower?"
"Yeah. I just died for some reason. There's gas in the tank but it won't start." Vicki told me.
"Want me to take a look?" I asked.
"Please?" Vicki replied with a cutesy look.
I stood up. Vicki's eyes stared directly below my waist. I looked down as saw that I wasn't completely soft yet. There was a bulge, not a big bulge but a recognisable one. I looked up at Vicki. She was still staring at me. She licked her lips.
"Uuh... Vicki?" I asked.
"Yeah? Uumm... yeah!" Vicki shook herself back to reality.
As we walked to her side, I asked about her husband. "Where's Don?"
"Oh, he's up at the cottage with the kids." Vicki informed me. "He can work from up there, but it also means he can't come back during the day to take care of things here."
Standing over the non-functioning mower, I gave it a careful scan to see if I could see anything obvious. I pulled at the rip cord and heard it not even try to start. "I think I know what is wrong. The same thing happens to mine sometimes."