Maybe she hasn't noticed just act normal...

“Yeah it has been a while” You reply, desperately willing your dick to go down “I was in hospital for a few months…”

Pamela nods solemnly,

“Yes I heard,” She says “I was quite relieved to hear everything turned out well… you were always one of my favorites.”

Despite yourself, you feel your face turning red. It almost feels like you’re a young teenager again, discovering new feelings for an older woman. Your penis is now straining against your pants and you turn a little to try concealing it but she is already looking at your bulge and a shark-like grin comes to her full lips. You are about to send her a panicked mental command when she interrupts your thoughts.

“Well, you HAVE been cooped up in that hospital a long time, haven’t you?” She says coyly “Why don’t you come inside, have a cool drink and a sit down for a while?”

“Yeah… I… I guess so,” you manage to say, and follow her through her front door to the kitchen, watching her ass sway seductively as she walks.

She sits you down in her kitchen and smiles knowingly at you, before opening the fridge and bending right over to reach inside it. You continue to stare while her shorts stretch over her luscious ass and you can tell from the lack of lines that she doesn’t wear panties while gardening. Slowly she straightens up with a bottle of juice in hand, turns and places it on the table beside you. She then stretches up onto her tip toes and reaches across you for a glass off a shelf directly above your head. This all but places her soft full breasts directly in your face, and you smell a hint of her sweet musky sweat.

She brings the glass down and leans into you as she places it onto the table and pours the juice for you. Her gorgeous breasts press into your side and she whispers gently into your ear as she hands you the drink.

“You were so cute and shy when you were younger, John. Helping me with my gardens, it was all I could do just keeping my hands off of you.”

Her hand caresses your chest and drifts slowly down to the bulge in your pants and strokes it softly.

“Now what can we do about this?” she asks softly.