He finally finishes.

As I was waiting for the boy to finish his task I decided to prepare a DVD for him, with a few movies of my choosing.

After that was done, I sat in the living room and waited.

Knock, knock!

"Finally." I mutter to myself as I get up and walk to the door and open it. "Come in." I say to the young man. Not waiting for his reaction, I walk up to the table and take my purse. I turn and see that the boy - Jake is his name, I recalled - followed me. As I turned, I caught his eyes on my ass. He blushed and quickly looked into my eyes.

"Here, your money." I handed him three twenties.

"Thank you, Ma'am." The man said and started turning.

"Are you satisfied with that?" I asked.

He stopped and turned.

"Pardon?"

"Are you satisfied with what you received?" I asked as I walked up to him.

"Yes?" He answered, not really sure if it was a correct answer.

"Truly?" He almost jumped, as my hand grabbed the bulge in his pants. "Don't you want me to take care of that?" I asked as I moved even closer to him. I could smell his sweat mixed with freshly cut grass. His face was almost scarlet red and he breathed heavily.

"I...I-" He tried to answer.

"All you have to do," I licked my lips - slowly. "is to tell me what you want."