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"Uh, Mrs. Morris ... I mean, Angie, you want to trade ... sex for the lawn mowing?" Chuck asked tentatively. He can't believe she just said this. "Wha ... what about your husband? What about Sandy? I really like your daughter, and I'd like to date her."

"You mean you'd like to fuck her, don't you?" Angie asked retorically. He looked at his feet and blushed, since that was exactly what he had just finished doing just a few minutes ago. She continued, "What the two of you do is none of my business. She's a big girl and can take care of herself. She's also at work for the next four hours. I promise not to let her know what's going on between us. As for my husband, he's out tonight 'having Happy Hour with his employees'," she said while making quotation marks with her fingers, "which is code for 'fucking his secretary'." More fingered quotation marks. "He won't be back until late." She returned to rubbing his cock through his shorts.

Chuck asked, "Is this just for this week, or is this an on-going proposition?"

"Ooo, I like how you think. If you'd like to make this a weekly thing, I'd be very happy. I just can't resist your slick, sweaty body. It gives me goose bumps just standing here." Chuck noticed that she wasn't just saying that.

He reached out and fondled her left breast through her blouse and bra. "I'm sure we can work out a barter arrangement, Angie," Chuck said, responding to her forwardness. "You're the hottest mom in the neighborhood!" He couldn't turn down her beauty and just hoped that Sandy didn't find out. She smiled, pleased with the compliment. If he played his cards right, he might be able to fuck them both all summer long.

"Mmm, I'm glad you think so. Let's go get busy," she replied, a lusty grin on her lips. Angie turned toward the gazebo and led him through the screen door, his eyes never leaving her fine, swishing ass. She proceeded to close the windows and lower the bamboo blinds over them. Once they had some measure of privacy, she turned to him and began unbuttoning her blouse, her eyes never leaving his, a deep desire burning within.