They discover a strange blossom

“Come on, I’ve been waiting for you. I didn’t want to check them out until you got here.”

Lynn led a very confused Anthony into the backyard. Waiting for him was a bewildering sight.

For a moment, Anthony thought Lynn’s garden had caught on fire. Then his eyes adjusted and he realized that what he wasn’t seeing flames but flowers. These were not small little blossoms either. They were large, lush flowers. Their color was the richest crimson Anthony had ever seen.

“What are they?” Anthony asked.

“Beats me! I’ve never heard of flowers sprouting up overnight, certainly not flowers this big! They’re beautiful, Aren’t they?”

“Yeah, they’re gorgeous!”

Lynn suddenly got a sly look on her face.

“You should pick one for your little lady friend!”

“Oh no,” Anthony said. “I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”

“Come on! There’s no time like the present.”

Lynn dashed forward, brandishing a pair of clippers seemingly out of thin air. She just managed to reach a particularly thick bunch of the blossoms when it happened.

“Now let’s find a nice, big flower for Bonn—Eeeeeee!”

All at once, every flower surrounding Lynn erupted, sending a thick cloud of sparkling pollen into the air. Lynn immediately started coughing and gagging as the pollen went down her throat and coated her skin.

Immediately, Anthony rushed over. By the time he got to the poor old woman, the cloud of pollen had dissipated. Unfortunately, Lynn was covered. Anthony helped support the woman as she coughed and wheezed.

“Are you okay, Lynn?”

Through her coughing fit, Lynn nodded her head.

“I’m, ugh, fine,” she said. “I think I just need to sit down and rest. Can you help me inside?”

“Of course!”

Anthony took Lynn and helped her to her feet. The older woman wrapped her arm around his body and began to walk. Anthony could feel her shivering and breathing hard. There was no telling what was in that pollen. It could be poison for all he knew.

Anthony was knocked out of his thoughts by a sudden, startling sensation. Lynn’s hand had wandered and found his crotch. For a moment, Anthony assumed this must have been a mistake. However, in the next moment, he heard Lynn let out a soft sigh. Then he felt the woman’s hands squeeze down on his crotch.

Despite himself, Anthony felt a surge in his loins. It made him feel disgusting, but he did nothing to correct the older woman. What was he supposed to do? Yell at her? Swat her hand away? So instead he walked while Lynn Odenfell gently fondled his cock. By the time he reached the house, he was hard as rock.

Meanwhile, Lynn was out of it, giggling and sighing.

Just get her to sit down and get out of here! He thought.

Anthony led Lynn into the living room and sat her down on the couch.

“There you are, Mrs. Odenfell.”

“Call me Lynn!”

“Yes, Lynn. How are you feeling?”

“I’m alright, dear. I’m, mmm, fine.”

“Do you need anything else?”

Lynn shook her head.

“Okay, I think I’m going to leave now. Give me a call if you need anything else,” Anthony desperately wanted to leave. He needed to clear his mind. His penis was still rock hard.

“One more thing, Anthony.”

“What is it?”

Lynn Odenfell sprang to her feet with a speed that seemed impossible given her age and kissed Anthony on the lips. It wasn’t a peck. It wasn’t polite. It was wet and raunchy.

Anthony broke the kiss a second too late and stumbled backwards. Lynn gave him a wry smile that made her look much younger than she was.

“Thanks for taking care of me, lover boy.”

Anthony sputtered and tripped over his words before stumbling out of the house. Lynn giggled behind him like a little school girl. Anthony’s pecker was still rock hard.