Are younger men an option?

The days after the encounter with Mia seem mundane and empty. You fall into a routine with Daniel that you pass through automatically. Get up, make him breakfast and then sort his lunch. An evening meal he barely comments on and then some very vanilla lovemaking. You find yourself pining for Ryan's touch, but you've not heard from him in days. You've started wearing lingerie in private at home as it gives some small measure of excitement. You are standing in the kitchen, drinking a coffee, a shawl covering the expensive lingerie you were wearing underneath.

Your monotony was broken up by a knock on the door. You open the door to be greeted by Jason, the neighbourhood kid who cleans the pools. You had entirely forgotten that today was the day he came round. Daniel usually handles it. Jason was a sweet kid in his early twenties with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing khaki shorts and a light blue T-shirt.

“Hi Jason. I had entirely forgotten what day it was .” You told him.

“That's no problem, Mrs Eva. Your husband asked if I could come and clean the pool today.” Jason explained.

“That's no problem. It's only me here. I'll unlock the patio for you.” You reply.

You lead Jason through the house to the backyard. He gets to work as you watch him. You had known Jason as the neighbourhood kid, always running around, always getting into scrapes. But now he was a young adult. You watched intently as he stripped of his shirt due to the heat. You could tell he worked out. His muscles glistened in the heat. He had grown up a lot faster than you realised. Watching him while finishing your coffee was causing something to stir in your loins. You found yourself staring at his crotch and the hint of a bulge in his shorts.

You started to feel a little flushed and decided there were other ways to satisfy your desires today. You knew Daniel would not be back for hours. Casually and trying not to seem too eager, you joined Jason by the pool. You waited a moment, watching him work, taking a moment to take in his toned frame. You let her shawl fall open a little, giving the tiniest glimpse of what you are wearing underneath.

“Hi Jason. I know it is quite hot out. Would you like a drink?” You ask him.

“Yeah, that would be swell, Mrs Eva.”

“You can call me Eva, Jason. No need to be so formal. Join me in the kitchen in a few minutes.” You told him.

You head back inside and make up a pitcher of lemonade with some ice. You place it on a platter on the island in the middle of the kitchen. After a few moments, you hear the door to the back yard opening and Jason stepping inside.

“I put it in the kitchen, Jason.” You call to him.

He joins you in the kitchen, and you pour him a glass of lemonade. He takes it from you gratefully and takes a big gulp of it.

“I can't remember the last time I saw you, Jason. How old are you these days?” You ask him.

“I'm nineteen. I'm starting college soon, and I'm just trying to raise a little extra money.” He tells you.

“While you are here, there is something else you can help me with.” You advise him.

“Sure, Mrs Eva.... sorry Eva. Anything your husband has already paid me. So I'm happy to help.” Jason replies.

You let the shawl fall to the floor and stand there in front of Jason in a white bodice and a tiny little thong. He is dumbfounded at seeing you in just your lingerie.

“Have you ever been with an older woman, Jason?” You ask him.

“I have a girlfriend, Mrs Eva.” He replies.

“And I have a husband. I don't care if you have a girlfriend.” You reply.

You close the gap between you and plant your lips on his. There is hesitation for a moment and then he is kissing you back with eagerness. Your tongues explore each other's mouths, and you moan softly into his. Jason still seems nervous, and you place one of his hands on your breasts. He fondles with all the eagerness you would expect of a teenager. You place your hand on his shorts and love the feel of his growing erection. You can feel through his shorts that he is big. You push his shorts down to the ground and lick your lips at the sight of Jason's hard eight inches. He is very thick and moans at your touch as you wrap your hand around it.

He begins rubbing you on the outside of your panties. He can feel that you are already wet, and you slip them down for him so he can more easily touch you. You moan as his fingers explore your folds. He teases your clit gently, making you shiver at his touch. You start to grind your crotch on his fingers. Without warning, Jason picks you up and puts you down on the centre island of the kitchen.

Jason spreads your legs and then presses his face to your vagina. You let out a long moan as his tongue first makes contact with your clit. You wrap your legs around him. Pressing his face into your pussy. He sucks hard on your clit and then presses his tongue into you. The feeling of his tongue buried inside you is electric. Jason licks harder at your clit, you were already turned at the idea of fucking him to begin with. The anticipation of that drives you over the edge, and you climax on him with Jason's tongue still working its magic on you.

“I can't wait anymore, Jason. I need you to fuck me.” You beg.

He helps you down off the kitchen counter and turns you round. He spreads your legs, and you feel him tease your slit with the head of his cock.

“You want it inside you?” He asks.

“Yes.” You cry, your voice barely above a whisper.