Growing up I lived in a quiet little Canadian Border town. There were a good number of affluent Americans who had summer homes in our town. I used to work for a number of these people doing odd jobs and lawn work. One morning I was cutting the grass for Mrs. M. She had a relatively large lawn and it would take me a couple of hours to cut. When I was only part of the way complete Mrs. M came over to offer me a drink and to tell me she was going to town to do her shopping. She said that when I was done I could have a swim in her pool and her granddaughter wanted to stay home so she would leave my pay with her.
I finished cutting the south side of the house and moved over to the north side of the house. When I rounded the corner I saw a girl sunning herself on a flatly laid out lawn chair in the middle of the lawn. I began cutting the grass on the north side of the house thinking that as I got close to her she would move to an area that I have cut already. She did not move an inch and left her eyes closed. As I slowly progressed closer to her, my attention became more and more focussed on her. She had a small striped cotton string bikini on. She had a firm, young girl figure, nice medium sized breasts, and shapely hips. Lathered in suntan lotion, her body glistened in the hot sunlight. Her breasts bulged out the sides of her bikini top as they fell back against her body. Her shoulder length brown hair was tied back and flowed beautifully on the lawn chair. Her tan was very full and it made her look very striking. She had a very pretty face and her eye brows were very well manicured. She wore no make up. She continued to lay very still never once opening her eyes. As I drew nearer to her I continued to be aroused by a new feature every time I passed. The blonde hair on her arms, beautifully decorative moles on her lip, shoulders, belly and legs. I could see firm nipples through her top and a hint of the crack of her vagina through her bottom. Her legs were closely shaved and her bikini line neither showed any pubic hair or shaving burns. I fell in love with her beauty and thought about how I could strike up a conversation with her, but I did not dare. I cut the grass around her and disappointingly moved further and further away from her as I continued cutting the lawn. I stared at this beauty at every opportunity.
I finished cutting the lawn and before I put the mower away I looked over at my goddess and realized the lawn chair was empty. I proceeded to cut the small patch of grass where she lay, it felt like I was also removing the image I had of her. When I put the lawn mower away I had a shower next to the pool and did a few laps to cool off. I toweled off. Before putting my shirt back on I walked over to the house to get my pay.
I knocked on the back door. My beauty came to the door and without saying a word she reached out to pay me. When I reached out to take the money she gently grabbed my hand and lead me inside the door into Mrs. M’s beautiful sitting room with a beautiful stone fireplace. She walked over to the majestic polar bear rug that Mr. M had shot many years ago. Still holding my hand, she turned, looked into my eyes and began laying down. I followed her every move. She smelled exquisite. Her body felt cool from toweling off before I came in the house. We continued to look into each others eyes as we began to gently caress each others bodies. We lightly kissed each other on the lips, noses, ears and cheeks. She ran her hand over my buttocks still in my shorts, I did the same to her. She gently grabbed my breasts, I did the same to her. She touched me between the legs, I did the same to her. She then undid the string on her bikini between her breasts and began removing my shorts. I very gently undid her remaining strings. We laid there naked with our firm bodies placed against each other and the feel of the bear fur underneath us. She kissed me passionately and rolled on top of me. We kissed until she strategically placed my penis on her clitoris. Very slowly she began rubbing her clitoris with my penis. She closed her eyes and concentrated on satisfying herself and giving off quiet groans of pleasure with every stroke. We brought her to orgasm and she slid me into her firm and ripe vagina and let out a much louder groan . I could feel every contraction squeezing my penis. When her orgasm was over I gently rolled her onto her back and we worked on bring me to orgasm. Our kissing became very passionate and strokes very deliberate. As I climaxed I pulled out of her and she quickly arranged my penis back into her writhing body. I ejaculated every ounce of pleasure and energy into her. I fell in love with this woman in an afternoon.
Needless to say I hung around Mrs. M’s a lot more and although we got together many times without others knowing ,we slowly became a couple in public. We eventually went to university together and both became Medical Doctors. We have since been married and now have three wonderful children. After that first afternoon of lovemaking I knew I could not let this woman go. To this day I have never made love to another woman and every time we do make love, it is as good as the first time. When I am a bit down I think of our first time and it brings back utter joy.
We have since built a big house with a stone fireplace like Mrs. M’s. When Mrs. M died a few years back and we were dividing up her possessions the first choice we made was that Polar Bear rug and we still have it in front of our fire place. When we have the rare occasion to find sometime alone we always find our way to make passionate love on the Polar Bear skin rug, just like we did the first time.
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