The Summer heat hung deep on the small town of Riversdale and young Randy could not wait to finish his summer lawn mowing job at Mrs. Wendy Kwen’s. He had been hired to mow the grass twice a week but sometimes wondered why they had not hired an older boy because he was still quite small and struggled on the up hill parts of the lawn. Randy was a perfect specimen of a boy – lithe and almost girlishly beautiful with curly hair. Just 5’ 2” tall and about 120 lbs. some would call him skinny. On that hot summers day he wore denim cut off shorts – a few sizes too small and tattered, they showed off his tanned thighs and boyish butt to the maximum. He had long since tossed his t-shirt on to the patio. The sun glistened on his perspiring young body as he deservingly pushed the mower hoping to finish in time for a swim at his best friend’s house before lunch.

Mrs Kwen stared at the blonde boy through the upstairs window concealed only by a thin net curtain. She could have hired a bigger boy for the job but seeing his nearly naked lithe body glinting in the sun made her realism that he was just perfect. Wendy was 54, married and wealthy. She wore a dressing gown over her trim and sexy body. In spite of her age she took care of her skin and short black hair, and had obviously been a very attractive women in her earlier years. Her marriage to Jim was a happy one and they shared many moments of bliss together. They were sexually very compatible and told each other many secrets and fantasies not often shared by married couples. One of her own very intimate and special secret fantasies was that she loved very young boys and often encouraged her husband to tell her elaborate fantasies about her seducing perfect boys as he played softly with her wet tingling pussy in bed at night. As she stared at young Jeff through the window, her hand parted her gown and moved to her pussy and she touched it softly feeling it moisten to her touch at the sight of that boy with his young cock bulging gently against his tight denim tattered shorts. Oh god – she thought – what she wouldn’t do to be able to play with that boy’s little cock for just a while – to make it hard, to suck it, and perhaps even feel that boy on top of her as she guided his virgin boycock into her. Her husband Jim had not been too surprised when she told him that she had hired a young neighborhood boy to mow the lawn. He had even suggested that they construct a hot fantasy about him – He loved the idea that his wife was hot for young boys.

She had boy fantasies ever since she babysat young boys, as a teenager, and had even played with some of them them in the bath or in their beds. Since those days she had never outgrown her desire for cute perfect boys. If anything, her desires were stronger now and she had to work hard to control her urges to seduce a young innocent young beautiful boys ... but her fantasies and petting with her husband had fed her desires up to now.

She fingered herself to a wild orgasm at the sight of the gorgeous boy in her garden and then dressed quickly, going outside just as he was finishing the mowing.

“Come in for a soda,” she invited him.

“Thank you,” said young Randy following her inside, still dressed only in his shorts.

He sat down on a kitchen chair and she gave him his soda still devouring his smooth boy body with her hungry eyes. She noticed his silky smooth thighs and longed to touch them. She feasted on his cock bulge suppressing her desire to touch. As he sat she asked him how he was and he mentioned a pain in his right shoulder from pushing the heavy mower up the hills on the lawn. She immediately saw an opportunity and told him to sit still while she massaged it gently. Her hands worked on his soft baby smooth skin and he told her how good it felt. Her pussy moistened at the sensation of touching the boy and she just knew that she had to have more. A few minutes later she pushed the boundaries and moved her one hand around his torso to his flat tummy and just caressed it very gently for a minute. At the same time she whispered in his ear that he was a beautiful boy and gently bent over to kiss his neck. Fearing that she was out of control she stopped suddenly and said that she hoped his neck felt better. He smiled like an angel from heaven and told her that it felt much better and that she was very good at massaging.

He left shortly after that, having finished his soda, and her hand strayed again to her wet pussy, bringing her to a soft and intense orgasm in just a few seconds. She remembered how smooth and delicate his body had felt – how his flat tummy and smooth chest had felt under her hand and how just inches away from where her hand had been she had seen his little boycock straining against the denim – Was it her imagination or did he have a hard-on? How easy it would have been to seduce the boy she thought. He seemed quite relaxed when she touched him – almost letting her do whatever she wanted.

That night in bed, after some intense sex that gave her the release she had craved from the sexual tension of the day, she lay next to her husband, Jim, and softly toyed with his now flaccid penis. Relaxed in the darkness she told him about the boy and everything that she had done. Jim’s flaccid penis grew instantly as he became aroused at the thought of his boy hungry wife massaging that boy. She noticed, and wondered if it was her horniness for the boy or the description of that boy that caused his instant erection. She had asked him many times before if he liked boys as well but had never really had a straight answer. Deep down, she suspected that her Husband was not immune watching a young guy with her in bed. The thought turned her on so much. They made love again and Jim even suggested that she consider seducing the boy if she really wanted to – he would not mind at all. In fact he almost encouraged her to consider it – telling her that he was perfect and that it was time to move her fantasy to reality or she might never do it. Of course he suggested that she take the necessary precautions and carefully ensure that the boy would never tell anybody else – but most young horny boys in need of sex knew how to keep secrets. Her sexual energy would not abate through the night and Jim hardly got any sleep as they told each other fantasies of how she might set about the seduction of Randy.

The following week, the boy was back bright and early – this time he wore tight lycra bicycle shorts and once again tossed his t-shirt aside as the sun blazed down. Wendy watched from the upstairs window and marveled at how his slim boy body looked dressed only in tight lycra bicycle shorts. She could even make out a clear cock bulge as she once again fingered herself to a wild and erotic orgasm. Once again she invited him in afterwards and asked how his shoulder was. She was disappointed when he said that it was much better, but asked him if he would like a soothing back rub anyway. This time she suggested that he lay down flat on her kitchen table and placed some soft towels on the table for him to lie on. He obeyed instantly and within seconds she was once again massaging the boys back and shoulders. After about ten minutes she moved to the back of his legs, starting at his feet and moving up to his thighs and bottom. The boy lay still and simply enjoyed the attention. She was gentle and he loved the feel of her soft hands.

“Turn over and i’ll do your front,” she half whispered in his ear.

He obeyed and she moved to massage his soft boy chest and flat tummy – almost sensually, teasing him, lightly tracing circles on his lower tummy and moving up again before moving to his electric smooth boy thighs and legs. The hardness in his shorts straining against the lycra was unmistakable now and Wendy could easily make out the shape of his young erection straining against the nylon material. Now was the time to act she thought and asked him whether he was enjoying it. Once again she told him that he was beautiful and perfect. He noticed his own erection and shifted and tried to conceal it with a hand.