I awoke with a new sense of joy at life! After Tommy's visit yesterday I was totally ready for him to "till my patch" again. I felt young and alive for the first time in ages, and I knew today I'd have another crack at that young cock!
I got the call while I was at the bank, getting out another little reward. I thought something might be wrong. He didn't call me Pam! My heart trembled. Was he not coming?
"Hi Missus Price, I just wanted to let you know we're ready to come over. My Dad and I just got the tiller into my truck." Ahh! He wasn't alone, good boy! I wasn't totally dressed like an old slut today! Just a nice summer dress. I even had on underwear!
"That's fine Tommy, I should be back in about ten minutes. You can come over any time!" That should cover Tommy with his dad!
I got there just as they were wrestling the tiller out of the back of Tommy's old truck.
"Hey Pam! Nice to see you again," his father greeted. I returned his cheery greeting, thinking that Tommy didn't take after either of his parents. Had Clair had an affair? It didn't matter now, but the notion stuck. Tommy's dad was short and swarthy and Clair wasn't much different. Less body hair and better tits! Oh my, how awful of me!
"Just give me a shout when you're ready to load'er up!" I laughed inside; he'd better load me up before he called his dad! His father trudged away for home, leaving the two of us in relative privacy. Of course even on a weekday there were neighbors around; Mrs Jackson across the street being a notorious gossip. Of course she couldn't really see into the back yard or of course my bedroom and between my "widow" status and Tommy's squeaky clean reputation as a hardworking yard boy...now man, we might not yet be a subject of scandal.
"You look very pretty today, Pam." There's my Tommy!
"Thank you Tommy. You look pretty handsome yourself!" He grinned. He was no sallow youth; he knew what he was doing.
"Just some old overalls. Real easy to get on and off!" He grinned knowingly. "Let me get this done. Shouldn't take long at all!" He cranked the machine up and steered it into the back on its two knobby tires.
I went inside, pretending not to be more interested in sex with a teenager than in any make-believe housekeeping. Of course nothing could be farther from the truth! I quickly shed my bra and redressed. I had worn the sexiest panties I owned already. Not a thong, because I find the string distracting, but a transparent red lace bikini pair that my late husband gave me. Surely Tommy would like them!
I watched him through the kitchen window while he tilled up the area. Then to my surprise he shut off the machine and came up to the back porch. I went out and wrapped myself around him, smelling that wonderful man-smell.
"I need to run over to the Home Store. You wanted to add fresh topsoil and it'll be cheap there. And if you'd like to come along you could get some flowers to plant too!" Well, it wasn't the thing I wanted to do but it would be fun
He opened the truck door for me and gave me a hand climbing in, very gentlemanly! I was impressed, and a little turned on. I guess I'm still an old fashioned girl!
He quickly had about ten bags of topsoil loaded on a flat cart and I picked out several flats of flowers. I was more interested in getting him back home, naked and flat really, than in buying flowers but he made a good point about "working in the topsoil" while he still had the tiller and it was still early so...
And he kept my attention because he kept paying attention to me! I know my breasts shifting in my dress had him by the short and curlies!' I knew he was thinking about fucking me him again by the way he smiled every time he looked at me, or spoke to me.
"Should we get a bite to eat?" I asked him as we left the parking lot
"I guess so, there's fast food all around. But honestly what I'm hungry for is you, Pam!" God my pussy clenched.
"Pull into Burger Town. You're gonna need all your strength Baby!" We ate our burgers on the ride home, so we lost no time we could be fucking! He drove his truck into the back rather than waste time lugging bags of dirt from the front. He worked fast, spreading the dark earth, and then mixing it in with the tiller. It went very quickly, since the dirt was already chewed up. He moved the tiller next to the truck and came up onto the back porch and took off his boots. I swung the door wide and welcomed him into my arms for a kiss.
"You kiss good for such a young man," I told him.
"I like kissing you Pam. but...I need a shower!" I led him to my bathroom and we undressed. He undid the straps and his overalls slid down his body. He stepped out of them and he wasn't wearing udies so he was glorious and naked and half erect already. I turned my back to him,
"Unzip me?" He pulled the zipper and it was my turn to let my dress pile around my ankles.
"I like your panties," he complimented.
"Wanna take them off for me?" He knelt in front of me and drew them down my legs. As he did his face was right at my my mound and he quickly kissed my muffin.
"Let's hurry up," I urged.
