Hiring Richie was one of the best choices of my working life. He was reliable, trustworthy, hard-working, and he learned quickly. Great characteristics for a single twenty-two year old guy. We had finished up our work a little after noon. I had planned a 'getaway' for myself but I decided that Richie had earned some time off also. I made a quick telephone call.
Richie had put the tools away and was getting ready to leave when I approached him.
"Hey Richie, do you have anything planned for the rest of the day?"
"No Steve, nothing important."
"I know this lady. She's sixty-something years old but she's in great shape and she really enjoys spending time with guys. I usually go to visit her once or twice a week. I'm going to see her this afternoon, would you like to go with me?"
"What, does she need some work done?"
I laughed, "What she needs is far from work. She has the sexual appetite of a mink and she likes to bounce the mattress with younger men. I thought you might enjoy her."
"You're serious? Oh hell yea."
"Great, finish loading up the truck and we'll go."
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It only took us about twenty-five minutes to drive from one side of town to the other. I pulled into the driveway of a modest ranch home with an abundance of plants and flowers that decorated the house like colorful jewelry. Richie followed me to the door. The door burst open and a smiling woman greeted me enthusiastically. From her salt-and-pepper hair she appeared to be about sixty, with a winning smile and sparkling eyes. She wore denim shorts and a tee shirt that barely contained her full bosom.
"Well hello Steve, it is so wonderful to see you again." She embraced me and kissed my face as I entered the house. Richie followed behind me. "And who is this sweet lad?"
"Terri, this is Richie. We were working nearby so I thought I would bring him with me. Richie, this is Terri, the lady I told you about."
Richie stuck out his hand only to be engulfed in her arms as she wrapped him up and kissed his cheek. Richie looked startled by her reaction.
"Richie, it is so nice to meet you dear. I'm sure that we will have so much fun today. Well do come in, I have a fresh pitcher of iced tea, can I get you a glass?"
We followed her into the kitchen where she pulled out two chairs and turned them away from the table. After taking out three glasses, she put several ice cubes into each glass and filled them with tea.
"Here you go, I'm sure that on a hot day like this, tea is going to taste really good."
Richie and I sat in our chairs, glass in hand, while Terri poured her own. She stood along the counter.
"So what are you working on today?"
"We just finished up rehabilitating one of those old condos along the river. The new owner is spending a bundle to fix his up."
"As long as that bundle goes into your pocket Steve. I remember when those were built years ago. They were the hottest places in town, everybody wanted to live there."
"Now that they're thirty years older and beat up, you can buy one pretty cheap."
"Yea, that neighborhood started to go downhill about fifteen years ago."
"But now that area is starting to come back again, there are lots of small shops and they just built a new park."
Suddenly Terri put her glass on the counter and walked to me, stepping across my legs, and sitting on my thighs. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her lips pressed hard against mine. As her lips worked, her tongue pushed its way into my mouth where it rubbed against mine. I immediately began to react to her. When she pulled back, she pressed her breasts into my face and began to rub back and forth.
"Just in case you've forgotten what these feel like." She laughed before bending down to my ear and whispering, "How old is he."
"He's twenty-two."
"Today's gonna' be fun." She pulled back and lifted off of me then moved to Richie, sitting across his thighs as she had done to me.
"Hello Richie, do you like boobs?"
Richie was flustered. "Yes ma'am, I'm a big fan of boobs."
"Then why aren't your hands on mine?" She took the glass of tea out of his hand and put it on the table. Richie glanced at me as if seeking permission before slowly bringing his hands up to her breasts.
"Oh my goodness sweetheart, whoever taught you how to fondle boobs?" She gripped his hands and began to squeeze. "Baby, you have to put some energy into it, let your woman know that she excites you."
Richie began to squeeze enthusiastically as a smile came over his face.
"That's it baby, let her feel the strength of your hands as you take control. That's better." Now both were smiling. As Richie fondled her, she unbuttoned the buttons on his sleeves. "Baby doll, we really need to get this shirt off so I can get to that firm young body of yours."
Richie stopped fondling while she slid off his open shirt and the tee shirt beneath. Her hands were instantly on him, rubbing his chest and belly.
"Oh this is nice, just the kind of body that a lonely old woman dreams about." She stopped rubbing and stared at him.
"Sweetheart, just because I started rubbing doesn't mean that you should stop."
Richie looked overwhelmed briefly before his hands returned to fondling her breasts.
"There, now you get it."