Mrs Bennet

Mrs Bennet had lived across the road from us for most of my life, she’s a nice lady, always has a smile, at least she did until her husband ran off with his secretary. I was home from college, just enjoying the sun and going out with friends. My dad ran his own gardening business which I used to help with during the summer, his workload had increased to the point where he had to hire help during his busy periods.

I had just sat down beside the pool when dad came home.

‘Todd.’ he shouted; I could hear him walking through the kitchen.

‘there you are, I need a favour son.’ now I was all for helping dad out, but I'd not been home a week and he was asking me to work for him. I put the magazine down I was reading. ‘what is it you want dad?’ he smiled at me. ‘oh, don’t worry son, I won't work you too hard, I just need you to mow a few lawns, and maybe a bit of weeding, that’s all. Plus, the jobs are all local, in fact, the first job is Mrs Evers. She just needs her front lawn mowed, then you can do Mrs Bennet's.







I pulled my sunglasses down to look at him. ‘and I get paid for this?’

He laughed at me as he headed back into the house. ‘of course, I'll pay you.’ getting up I followed him. ‘you can do them in any order you want, but I need them done by Friday... ok’

I headed off to change, I returned to find dad gone, in the garage he’d left me a mower and some other tools for weeding and tidying gardens.

I figured I’d do Mrs Evers lawn first; it wasn’t that big and should only take half an hour or so. I fired up the mower and set to work before too long I had my shirt off, the heat was intense. I'd already put sunscreen on this morning, so I was ok. Mrs Evers came out with a tall glass of lemonade. Her eyes seemed fascinated with my chest; I am kind of buff. I work out every other day and being on the swim team also kept me in good shape. Mrs Evers was about fifty and in good shape, she obviously looked after herself. She was wearing a thin t-shirt, which did little to hide her assets. Not that I was complaining. Her breasts seemed to defy gravity, it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra, they swayed as she walked towards me. The flowered loose-fitting blouse she wore, opened wider as she handed me the drink.

‘if there’s anything else that you want... just come inside and find me... ok.’ my cock started to twitch. Mrs Evers turned and walked back into her house; her tight-fitting shorts didn’t help me any. I held the cold drink against my cock, I faced the window hoping no one would see me, only to find Mrs Evers at the window, she had the arm of her sunglasses in her mouth sucking on it as she watched me rub my cock.

‘hi Todd.’ came a voice behind me, it was Suzie, Mrs Evers daughter. I breathed a sigh of relief. ‘hi Suzie.’ I answered. She went in and that was the last I saw of Mrs Evers, well at least for that day.

I finished the lawn, cleaned everything up, then headed over to Mrs Bennet’s.

Ringing the bell, I stood waiting, I knew she was home because I saw her unloading her car earlier. With no answer I walked around to the side gate, I called out and opened the gate. Not seeing anyone, I walked up to the house. Just as I was about to open the sliding door, Mrs Bennet called out from the back of her garden. ‘down here Todd.’ she waved at me. I walked over to find her working on potting some plants, there was a small greenhouse, and a potting shed next to it and outside the shed a bench, which she was working on.

Mrs Bennet wore a wide-brimmed hat, a loose-fitting top together with a pair of work pants. I watched her finish with the plants, then she turned around. I found myself looking into a pair of emerald eyes, she took off her hat and her auburn hair fell over her face. She brushed it away to reveal a dirt-smeared face, which was broken by her friendly smile.

‘I'm so glad you’re here Todd, I really need your help, this garden is too big for me on my own.’ looking around I could see what she meant. She had flower borders on three sides, not a lot of lawn, the pool took up a lot of room, but the paths needed weeding and washing.

‘that's ok Mrs Bennet, that’s what I’m here for. Just show me where you’d like me to start and I'll get on with it.’

‘not until you’ve had a cold drink first.’ with that she headed off to the house, I was walking around the garden when I heard the door slide open. Mrs Bennet had changed, she now wore a summer dress, blue with small yellow flowers. I sat at the patio table as she went back inside and brought out some sandwiches. ‘thought you might be hunger as well.’ she said putting the plate on the table. As she bent to lower the plate, I caught a glimpse of the top of her breasts, the top three buttons weren't fastened. I quickly looked away, but Mrs Bennet had already seen were my eyes were looking. She apologised and turned around to fasten them, I noticed that she was blushing when she turned back, I smiled at her, I told her that the sun had brought out her freckles. She seemed to relax at my comment, she laughed with me. We ate and chatted about college, I avoided talking about her husband and just asked about her interests.

We walked around the garden, and she pointed out things she wanted to change, in one area she wanted an arbour building, somewhere I can sit and enjoy my garden.

She said. All the while I was walking around with her, I would catch the scent of the flowers, then at one point we both bent down at the same spot, as our hands touched, I got a little static shock, as did she. We both pulled back and laughed, Mrs Bennet touched my chest as she laughed, it was then that I realised that the scent in the garden was her. I know this sounds stupid, here I am, 19 strong fit and healthy, and I've had a very close encounter with another neighbour not twenty minutes ago, and now I’m beginning to lust after another older woman! Get a grip I told myself and tried some self-control.

We walked back to the house as Mrs Bennet told me what she wanted doing first.

‘i would like you to start on this righthand side, and we’ll see how that looks before I pick the next job, ok.’

I began on the flower bed, weeding, turning the soil over and deadheading some of the flowers. Before I realised, it had gone four o’clock. I stood up and stretched my back, Mrs Bennet was watching me from the kitchen window. I started putting my tools together when she opened the door.

‘would you like a shower before you go!’ she asked. I hesitated, I only lived over the road! ‘it’s not a problem!’ she added. I said ok and walked to the house.

Mrs Bennet showed me the shower room, she headed off to get a towel. ‘I’ll leave you to it Todd.’ with that she closed the door. The shower was good, I washed quickly allowing myself to soak in the spray. I turned off the shower and stepped out, I dried my hair, then the rest of my body. With the towel, I wiped the steam off the mirror.

I saw Mrs Bennet looking through the small gap the open door had left. At first, I froze, then I decided to tease her, just to see how much she wanted to see.

I turned side on to the door, lifted my right foot onto the side of the bath, I dried that leg, then I changed and put my left leg up, by this time I was beginning to get aroused. I slowly dried my leg, then my cock, which by now was hard. The soft towel slid along my cock; I shivered a little, more at the thought of being watched than the effect of the towel. Turning back to the mirror, I saw that Mrs Bennet was still there. I turned and walked to the door, as I opened it I heard another door close, Mrs Bennet was gone.

Throwing on just my pants, I headed downstairs. Mrs Bennet was sat at the breakfast counter, looking flushed. She watched me walk down the stairs, her eyes on my cock. I was enjoying this, I sat next to her, waiting for her to say something. I could almost feel her heart pounding or was it mine.

I stood up, placing a hand on her shoulder, I could feel her trembling slightly.

‘is there something else that you’d like me to do before I go, Mrs Bennet.’ I asked. I took my hand off her shoulder, she sighed, lowered her head, then spoke.

‘i know you saw me watching you in the shower room.’ she swallowed hard but continued.

‘I just wanted to see, I could say I don’t know what came over me, but I do know.

You see since my husband never showed his naked body to me, I only knew it by touch.’ I stood there listening to her.

And sex was something of a chore to him, at least as far as I was concerned. By the end, we hardly touched each other. So, when you took the offer of a shower, I had to see.

And I must say I wasn’t disappointed, you have a beautiful body, and unlike my husband, a beautiful cock as well...’



‘i watched Mrs Bennet as she talked, it seemed to take a lot for her to talk to me about something so personal, and intimate. She had her head down, she seemed to be looking deeply into her coffee cup.

‘did you enjoy sex with your husband?’ lifting her head she looked straight ahead as she answered.

‘for as long as it lasted, you see my husband was my first and only sexual contact, we met at high school. He took my virginity and before I could decide about college, we married, I never had c***dren. He made sure I was on the pill at school and it remained that way ever since.

Although I only met her husband a couple of times, I now found myself really disliking him.

‘you don’t mind if I ask you these things do you Mrs Bennet?’ she shook her head,’ and please call me Rose.’





‘i only ask because, I find it hard to believe in this day and age, that a man would treat his wife like that, I thought of marriage as a chance to explore each other, to really find the things that excited each other?’ again she looked straight ahead, I was starting to think, that maybe she was unable to look at me as we spoke about sex.

‘look at me.’ I asked her. ‘please!’ at first, she shook her head, then she turned to face me. At some time during our conversation, she had cried, I could see the tell-tale lines on her cheeks. She kept her eyes on mine as we spoke.

‘did your husband touch you before sex? Or did he just enter you and rolls over?’

This time I could see she was very embarrassed by my question.

‘by touching, I presume you mean foreplay?’ I nodded. ‘then the answer is no, he would drink until he said it was time for bed, whether I wanted to or not, I would get undressed in front of him. Then get in bed naked, he would change in the bathroom, turning out the lights as he got in bed. He always wanted me to.’ at this point Rose hesitated, she licked her lips nervously.

‘he wanted me to get him hard, I offered to put him in my mouth, but he didn’t want that. Then he would ask me to turn over, he would get behind me and enter me. It never seemed to last very long, then he would lay down and go to sleep.’

‘did he never give you oral sex?’ again she shook her head.

‘did you satisfy yourself?’ this time she nodded. ‘only when he wasn’t in the house though, in the shower mainly.’

I wanted to hold this woman, tell her that things would get better, but then I got selfish. Why should I let another man do what I wanted to do, I asked her if she liked me, again she nodded?

‘would you let me touch you?’ after a few seconds of thinking she nodded again.

‘i want you to stand up in front of please.’ Rose stood up, her legs gave away her nervousness.

‘don’t worry, if you don’t like what I do! I'll stop, ok.’ Rose smiled as she nodded.





I reached for the top button of her dress and began to undo it, I kept my eyes on her whilst I did. Soon the last button was undone, I slowly opened her dress, revealing her breasts. They sat in a Purple lace bra, I watched as her breathing quickened. She gasped as I touched the top of her breasts, I let my hand glide over her skin. Then I touched her breasts over her bra using both of my hands, she closed her eyes as I moved over her nipples, I felt them rise to my touch, little buds blooming. I asked her if I could remove her bra, my hands were still touching her breasts, a quick nod and I reached around her to open the clasp. Her breasts only moved slightly as their bonds released them, I slipped my hands underneath the bra. Her skin was soft and smooth, her reaction when I passed over her nipples, made me smile. Her hands came up to mine, holding them as I teased her nipples. Her head lowered to watch as I lifted her bra above her breasts, I then opened my mouth and started to suck them, I thought she would collapse as I took the hard nipple in my mouth, one hand reached for the counter, the other for the stool behind her.





With one hand I reached behind her and held her waist. Her body was toned, and supple, it seemed a waste to deny it a pleasure.

Now I had both hands on her waist, I lifted her with ease onto the counter. I removed her dress and bra, taking in all her beauty. Her breasts sat like ripe fruit waiting to be eaten, again I took her nipple in my mouth, nibbling as I sucked them.

Rose held the back of my head as my hands reached her lower back, I slipped my fingers inside her panties and began to slowly pull them down. Rose lifted my head up, and watched as I took her panties off, I saw expectation in her eyes. Her panties were wet, in fact, they were soaked. When I touched her pussy, she gasped, her hands still held my head, they tightened as I moved over her wet labia, she opened to my touch, her legs spread a little wider. With two fingers I began to open her wider, her juices flowed over my fingers. I found her clitoris and let my thumb pass across it, a shiver ran through her. I was looking down at her open legs, watching my fingers. She rested her head against mine.



‘tell me what you want Rose?’ she was panting now. ‘put your finger inside me, then kiss me.’ my finger slipped inside smoothly, her mouth was open as I kissed her, a deep moan escaped her as I moved my finger.

Now I inserted two fingers inside her, Rose lifted herself up as I did. ‘holy shit.’ she gasped as I began to move in and out slowly. ‘faster, do it faster... please.’ her butt sat on the edge of the counter now, moving in time to my fingers. I took out my fingers and began to kiss my way down to her pussy, rose moaned as I took out my fingers. ‘put them back, please put them back...’

When my tongue touched her pussy lips, she laid back and shivered, my tongue glided over her lips, flicking at her clit. I sucked it in gently, feeling her tense up as I did. ‘more, give me more...’ Rose opened her legs wider and lifted them up, my tongue worked from her clit to her ass, slowly.

My cock was like an iron bar, I'm not the biggest, but even seven inches would be enough for Rose.



Rose climaxed loudly, screaming as her legs went stiff. As she relaxed, I stood up.

‘i’m going to put my cock inside you now Rose.’ Rose just moaned as I touched her open pussy with my cockhead. Rose lifted her head up as I pushed inside slowly, a look of surprise on her face. ‘just how big is your cock Todd?’

‘it’s only seven inches Rose, I'll go slowly.’ rose laid there open-mouthed as I pushed deeper, her hands on my chest, trying to slow me down. I slowly pushed the last couple of inches in, her eyes widened. ‘god that’s a lot bigger than he was.’ as I withdrew slowly, she moaned, then I pushed back in. ‘oh god, I love your cock, give me more, lots more...’

I started to speed up, driving deeper, I lifted her legs higher, rose wanted more.

My excitement was getting the better of me, I could feel myself getting closer. Rose knew I was close. ‘come inside me, I want to feel it, make it deep...’

That was enough, I drove deep one last time. As I was coming Rose came too, her legs locked around me as I emptied myself inside her.



I lay spent on Roses's stomach; I softened and fell from her. Rose was crying as I lifted myself up, I pulled her into my arms and held her, she kept saying thank you, over and over. I let go of her and gently laid her down, covering her with her dress. I took out my phone and phone my dad, telling him I was sleeping out tonight, and I'd see him tomorrow.

Rose watched me as I phoned home. Then I picked her up and headed for the shower, this night wasn’t over yet...



To be continued...