Uh...kinda

"Uh...kinda" I reply.

"Why don't you stay out here and keep working. I'll be right out with something to snack on." she tells me.

After ten or so minutes Mrs. Taylor comes out with a tray of sandwiches and ice cold lemonade and sets it on the table underneath the patio.

"Wow this looks great. Thank you Mrs. Tay...I mean Danielle." I say.

"Well you deserve it. You have been working hard." She praises me.

I pick up a sandwich and shove it into my mouth. I notice that I can no longer see the outline of a pink bra, only flesh color beneath Mrs. Taylor's white shirt.

What the!? Is she not wearing her bra anymore?! Why would she take that off?!

"It sure is hot out here." She says as she arches her back and stretches her arms. Pushing her breasts against the thin fabric, I can clearly make out two dark circles that must be her nipples.

Holy shit!

I **** on my sandwich and spill mustard from it straight onto my crotch.

"Uh oh, here I have a napkin." She says as she moves to wipe it off my shorts.

"Oh..uh..I can get it." I try to say.

"Don't worry I can get it." She tells me and moves over towards my seat. She scrubs the mustard off and then continues to scrub vigorously to get any stain out, putting her big tits right in front of my face.

Yeah she is definitely not wearing a bra and there is no way she cannot feel my boner right now!

But if she does feel it she doesn't say anything.

I better get out of here before I jizz in my pants.

"Thanks for the food Danielle, I better get home soon." I mutter.

"If I let you go home like that your mom would kill me. You're covered in dirt and now mustard too." she says, "Let me wash your clothes and you can take a shower here before you go home."

"Uh..I don't..." I stammers.

"Chris, I am not taking no for an answer. Now go inside and hop in the shower. Leave the door unlocked so I can get your clothes and put them in the wash. Now go." She orders me.

I obey and follow her to the bathroom.

"Here you are. Use the master shower, it's the nicest in the house and there should be soap and anything else you need." She turns and leaves and shuts the door behind her.

The master bathroom is huge and it looks like half of it is the shower. I strip naked and throw my dirty clothes in a pile on the floor. Then I look in the mirror at myself.

I am fairly tan from the summer sun and am looking pretty muscular from my time at the gym. My dick stands nearly fully erect from the sight of Mrs. Taylor.

Oh shit, she can come back in here any second, I better get in the shower.

I open the large door to the shower and shut it behind me. I am right, inside is huge. There are two shower heads, one on each side. In one corner is a built in seat, a shelf above it holds dozens of body washes and shampoos. And along one wall is a metal hand rail. In all it must be 6 x 12 feet.

"You can go ahead and use both the heads, it feels great." says Mrs. Taylor as she opens the door to grabs my dirty clothes. Then she is gone again.

How about you come and use MY head.

I turn them both to hot and it does feel pretty good to have both hitting my body. I stand there enjoying the hot water for a few minutes when the door to the bathroom opens again.

"Uh hello?" I ask.