Michael's reward

Michael was sweating as he was about to finish up his parent's yard. It was a warm day as he pushed the mower in his tank top and shorts, smiling to himself as he made the final pass and finished up the work.

"Finally," he said grabbing his water and taking a drink when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. As he turned he saw Lauren waving and smiling at him or as he called her, Mrs. Thompson. "Hi Mrs. Thomspon," he said walking over to her, noticing she was wearing a flannel shirt but tied up like she was also using it as a bra.

"Michael, I'd hate to ask but, my mower broke and I was wondering if you could quickly go over my back yard here," she said with a smile.

Michael was a little annoyed but he also had no problem doing a favor for Mrs. Thomspon. "Of course, Mrs. Thompson, just give me a minute to cool down."

"Oh thank you so much, I promise to make it worth your while," she said with a smile.

Michael could tell something was off. She had always been nice to him but there was something different about her. He found himself checking her out because she looked sexier than usual today. Her skin looked younger and her breasts looked perky in the fabric of her shirt and he quickly looked away because he didn't want to stare.

"I um, I'll get this done for you right now," he said grabbing the mower and moving it into her yard.

"Thank you so much," she said as she stepped up on the back porch and watched him cut her grass.

It didn't take long for him to get the yard done and when he did he walked the mower back over to the edge of the property and left it before walking over to Lauren.

"All done Mrs. Thompson," he said with a smile.

"Oh please, call me Lauren," she said with a smile. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Oh, no that's alright, I'm just gonna....."

"Oh nonsense, come on inside and I'll get you something cold," she said sliding open the back door and heading into the kitchen.

Michael found himself staring at her ass as she went inside before he shook his head. "What the fuck is wrong with me today," he said to himself before jumping up the step and following her into the kitchen.

There was a strange scent in the air as he stepped inside, almost like sweat and something else. The scent made him feel like there had been an orgy going on in here moments ago which didn't make much sense, but as he turned he saw Lauren bent over in the refrigerator. Her ass looked round and plump and he could figure out why he was so aroused by her at the moment.

"Here you go," she said handing him a cold bottle of water. "Thanks again for your help."

"No problem Mrs. Thompson," he said accepting her offer of water.

"Oh Michael, please call me Lauren."

"I'm sorry, just habit," he said taking a drink.

"We've known each other a long time, haven't we Michael?" She said, leaning against the counter. "I remember when you were just a young boy, always so nervous around me, like the time you stayed in the pool because, well you know," she said with a mischievous grin.

"I'm sorry, what?" He asked curiously.

"Oh come on, you remember. I was wearing my new bathing suit, and you got a boner?"

"What?!" He said as he dropped the bottle of water on the floor.

Luckily the cap was on it still as he quickly picked it up only to have Lauren suddenly right in front of him. "Just like the one you have," she said as she pulled his loose-fitting shorts open and slid her hand down, grasping his erect penis.

"Holy, Mrs. Thompson...... what are you....... what are you doing?" He asked squirming and blushing, embarrassed and nervous as Hell.

"Oh my, you grew into quite the big boy didn't you?" She said as her fingers caressed his member making his knees shake. "You're so nervous, I know you've fantasized about this, about me."

"Mrs. Thompson...... I uh...... WOAH!" He blurted out as she squeezed his member.

"I told you to call me Lauren."

"Sorry, Lauren, I dunno what uh....... or why you......." he said as she gently stroked his cock making it hard for him to concentrate. "Holy shit!"

"I knew you'd like this, I have very soft fingers, as you can feel right now," she said gently running them along his balls and up his shaft watching his eyes roll into the back of his head. "How many times have you jerked off thinking about me? I know your window was always right across from mine, and sometimes, you'd watch me."

"What..... no, never!" He pleaded.

Lauren smiled feeling his cock twitch in her hand. "Ha, your cock betrays you, I can feel how aroused you are just thinking about me, and I'll admit, sometimes I took a little longer to get dressed, just so you'd, enjoy yourself," she whispered in his ear, feeling his cock twitch even more in her fingers.

"Lauren...... fuck....... this is....... so!"

She pulled away and grabbed the knot on the front of her shirt, pulling it undone with one hand and letting it fall open so he could see her breasts as she continued to stroke his cock. The moment he saw her beautiful mounds, his cock twitched again which only made her smile as she massaged the tip of his penis with her finger, spreading his precum around.

"You have fantasized about me for years, and you should be rewarded for your troubles. There is nothing worse than an erect penis that doesn't get to serve its purpose. Don't you agree?"

"I uh........" he tried to speak but every time he opened his mouth she would massage his cock even more and enjoy watching him trip over his words.

"You want to cum don't you? I know you do, and you will," she said leaning in close. "You want to touch them don't you?" She said referring to her breasts. "You want to cum all over them, you want to cum in the palm of my hand right now," she said as her finger tickled under his balls. "You can, you can do whatever you want to me. I'll make you cum as many times as you want."

She suddenly pressed her lips to his as she stroked his cock in his shorts. She felt his body shake and his cock twitch between her fingers. She could almost feel the pleasure she was inflicting on him herself. It was a strange feeling but she wanted him to orgasm, and she wanted to be the one to cause it as she continued to softly caress his member and drive him crazy with lust.

"Oh fuck...... I wanna....... I wanna cum!" He said as his cock was ready to burst in her hand. "I wanna cum so fucking bad!"

"And you want me to do it for you, right?"

"Please, oh fuck, do whatever you want to my dick, just let me......."

"As you wish," she said as her fingers danced along his shaft before gripping his cock and giving it one good stroke.

"Fuck......... FUCK!" He yelled out as he began to jizz in his shorts, soaking her hand and the cloth that surrounded it.

His body shook as her hand gently massaged his penis, making the orgasm last even longer as he could hear cum dripping on the floor in front of him, running down his legs and soaking his socks as well.

"Oh shit..... oh shit, that felt so...... oh fuck, I'm so sorry!" He said suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Lauren licked her fingers clean of the leftover cum that was on her hand before she smiled at him. "Is that all you got for me?" She said as he felt his cock twitch again.

"Wha...... what the?" He said as he felt his penis stiffen fully erect again and feel like he hadn't cum yet. "What...... what the Hell?"

"Oh, we aren't done yet," she said pulling her shirt off the rest of the way and walking to the bedroom. "Come with me if you want more," she said before she disappeared around the corner.

Michael stood there with his shorts soaking wet and he wanted nothing more than to run after her and fuck her. He knew something was wrong here, with how she was acting and everything that had just happened. He had never cum that hard before in his life but his cock was rock hard again and begging for more.

"What the fuck!"