How I, a young virgin was seduced by the woman of the house

I’ve just been to meet a new customer for my garden and lawn care business, a pleasant chap called Nick and his wife Jane, she seemed nice too when she fetched us coffee. Prices were agreed and I was to start this week coming, one morning a week to see how I get on.
The first morning arrived and I knocked on the back door just to let them know I was there. The house was an old barn converted a while back, single story but still impressive, set all by itself in the middle of farmland. The garden mostly at the rear and south facing was raised a couple of feet after the patio stretching back some way from the house to the fields beyond.
Jane answered the door in her dressing gown after some time, I think I got her out of bed. I set to work and at about ten, she fetched two coffees out on to the patio.
“I’ve made you a coffee”
I sat down with her and we got talking, turned out her and her husband had just moved here two months ago. Her husband Nick works in the city during the week and had his own flat there.
We sat talking to long, I don’t think she knew anyone around here yet and a bit bored with living in the country already. I set back to work and did what I had to do that morning, on leaving I told Jane I would be back next week same time if that was alright.
Next week arrived, Jane was standing at the back door this morning waiting for me in a jolly mood and I set to work.
The coffees came out at ten and we nattered, I took a bit notice of her today, dressed nice for just being around the house. A skirt that came to her knees, clinging to her bum and tummy, a cardigan that was low cut and showed all her curves, revealing how big of breasts she had and most likely a pair of tights.
As she moved to pick up her cup, a glimpse of her white bra could just be seen between the buttons. Then the phone rang in the house and she went to answer it.
Finishing my coffee by myself, I set back to work. Later I heard a shout from one of the back windows of the house and Jane was waving for me to come to her.
“Can you help me please, that was Nick, he needs me to go out to dinner with him tonight with some new clients of his, but I’ve got the zip on this dress stuck, could you zip it up for me”
Reaching through the window, I give it a tug and it zipped up
“Oh thanks, I thought I was stuck, tell me what you think of it”
She moved in to the room turning around with her arms spread out.
“What do you think, feels a bit tight I think”
“It looks nice,” I said
She stood wearing a long silver, figure-hugging dress with a split half way up her thigh, as she moved back to the window her tan coloured leg parted the split showing her knee.
At the window she twisted her head, looking over her shoulder at herself in the mirror, then bent down still looking at herself and give me a glimpse of her magnificent cleavage
“Shit I can see my panty line clear as anything and I already have my special knickers to hide my lumps and bumps on”
Jane still bending down, starts to shuffle, as I’m out side I didn’t actually know what she was doing behind the window, I can just see her upper body wriggling,. Standing back up she looks in the mirror again.

“The dress is not right, can you unzip me again”
Pulling the zip down the pale soft skin of her back appears and her bra straps. Jane slides each arm off her hand letting the dress fall to the floor.
“Tell me which dress you like of these two”
Jane walked from the window and I saw that she had taken her knickers off while she was wriggling about. Her pale white bum cheeks wobble and her hold up tan stockings, then I turned my head away not wanting to look like some peeping tom.
“Which one do you like”
“You can look you know”
Keeping my eyes up I saw Jane holding the two dresses up at arms length, the fullness of her bra making my eyes wander. As see through as any, that I have seen in any of my mothers catalogues book at home that I some times look at.
“Are you alright Tom”
“Yes just a bit warm in the sun”
“I haven’t embarrassed you, have I,” Jane asked
“No” I said as I felt my face burning
“Which one do you like”
Now having to look at the dresses, I notice her tan stockings with a fancy pattern around the top as I move my head from one dress to another. Then I see her pussy, the first real pussy I have seen, a big neat triangle of mousey coloured hair and her pale tummy
“I like the one in your left hand”
Jane walked over to the window with the dress I picked, as I tried to avert my eyes from looking at her semi naked body
“I have embarrassed you, haven’t I” said Jane
“No, I didn’t want you to think I was staring at you”
“Why not, I bet you have seen plenty of young females naked, better looking than me as well”
“No, not really” I said
“What about your girlfriend, you’ve got to have seen her naked”
“I’ve never had a girlfriend”
Jane covered up by pulling her dress on that I picked, spying out of the corner of my eye as she pulled the front over her big breasts.
“Can you zip me up again, please”
Reaching in the window, I pulled the zip from the bottom of her spine all the way up, shutting out the view of her bra. Twisting and turning in front of the mirror again, she bent down and it looked like she was putting her knickers back on. Jane stumbled on one leg trying to pull her knickers over her foot, eventually catching her balance back from the window safely.
“Do you like this dress”
Just as I looked, she pulled her knickers up her leg making her dress climb up as well. My eyes were fixed on her legs and crotch. Her knickers stopped, just below her stocking top but her dress kept rising. I felt a swelling in my trousers, fixed to the spot, I could not move my eyes as her crotch came in to show. The pale soft looking flesh at the top of her legs giving way to a hairy bush, now visible with being close to it. The mousey colour hair in a neat triangle and her pussy lips visible through the hair, my first close encounter with a woman and I was working for her husband.
I don’t know how long my eyes were fixed on her crotch staring, but Jane never moved either, her knickers around her legs and her dress above her pussy until she spoke

Chapter 2 A step closer to what you want.

“You haven’t seen a woman’s before, have you”
“No”
Jane started to pull her knickers up, they were a flesh colour, big and stretchy. Dropping her dress, fetched me back to my senses.
“I’m so sorry for staring”
“It’s alright Tom, no harm done”
Jane carried on adjusting her dress and looking in the mirror, standing in the middle of the room as she spun around
“Do you like it”
“It looks very nice”
“Will you unzip me again please”
Jane’s with her back to the window stood still while I pulled the zip down, seeing her bra strap then the top of her knickers. I felt my cock growing, pressing in to the wall.
“Thank you Tom, I can manage now”
Getting back to work wondering if I have lost my job because of my staring at the customer. I knocked on the door when I was finished for payment, but there was no answer, knocking again and opening the door I shouted in.
Jane came rushing in with a towel around her waist and her bra covering her breasts, as she bent down to write the cheque I saw the size of her hard nipples poking through her bra and the mighty valley between her tits.
“Here you are, see you next week, same time” Jane asked
“Yes I’ll be here,” I said
Next week arrived, Jane must have still been in bed as the curtains were shut at the back and I start work. Some time later out of the corner of my eye I notice the curtains open and Jane getting dress just back from the window, the sun, lighting her up against the wall as she fastened her bra.
It was coffee time when I saw Jane to talk to, she was dressed for the summer weather. Strappy top, a skirt half way between her knee and waist and a light green bra because I could see the straps.
She started to ask question about me and why there was no girlfriend. I told her that I had to help my mother when my father walked out on us some years ago, Money was tight and I had to work and do collage at he same time so there was no time for a social life. Either I was at collage, learning about gardening or I was doing peoples gardens to make money.
“That’ was good of you, no wonder you have such an athletic body, working all the time”
Jane placed her hand on my leg
“What strong legs”
Her finger sliding up and down from my knee to the bottom of my shorts, my cock just happened to be in hiding down that leg.
“Is there any girls you like”
“No one at the moment”
Her finger now making circularly patterns on my leg had my cock twitching to life, just as well she is not looking down and drinking her coffee instead. Her breasts look full in her bra pushing against the flimsy material of her strappy top, the pattern easy to make out on her bra.
“Such a lovely boy like you would have all the girls falling at your feet”
Jan’s splayed fingers gripped my leg as she moved in the chair and let out a deep breath. Her eyes shut and her chest heaving in and out with her breathing, still gripping my leg.
“I better get going, I’ve got washing to hang out” Jane said
Jane left rather in a hurry. About half an hour past before she came back out with the washing. I was working on the edge next to the patio when she put the basket down. As she bent down her skirt rode up giving me a flash of the back of her legs nearly up to her bum.
Jane started to hang the washing on the jenny spinner, there seemed to be a lot of underwear, all fully stretch on the line, lacy bras and panty sets of all colours, some very see through, not the kickers I saw her wearing the last time but lacy sexy knickers. There was some all I ones things and a panty girdles with suspenders. I knew them because my mother wears them to keep her tummy in but Jane’s tummy is flat. My mother’s girdles are strong and reinforced without the suspenders not like Jane’s at all, all soft and lacy and sexy looking.
Jane moved around the jenny spinner so she was facing me and crouched down to sort the washing in the basket, her legs were apart and her skirt high up her leg. I could see everything she had to offer, no sign of any knickers, just a naked fanny as she sorted the hooks on the bras that had attached to her lacy knickers.
“Could you help me put some boxers in the loft when you are finished, I’ll make some lunch for you as well,” Jane said
Knocking on the door I went in and give a shout
“I’m in here Tom”
Following her voice I found her in her bedroom
“I’m sorting some boxes out from the move, just some old stuff”
The bed was covered in clothes, fancy dress stuff but very short, a nurses outfit, various maids outfit, school girl with a tartan skirt, a policewoman and so on, then there was sexy basques and suspender belts and stockings. My eyes nearly popping out from my head and my cock growing.
“I’ve got the ladder ready for you”
Breaking from the trance I was in, she lead me to the other room where the ladder was. I stood and balanced on the very top part of it to lift myself in to the loft. Jane had her hand on my leg steadying it and probably looking up my shorts at my boner.
Putting the stuff in the loft I climbed back down balancing on the top part of the ladder, Jane with her hand on my leg again held me until I was on a step, her hand sliding up my leg as I came back down the steps, brushed the inside of my crotch and touching my cock, then I saw her smile.
Jane made lunch, as I watched I noticed that her skirt looked shorter to a point it just covered her bum, she had lovely legs. Then there was an almighty crack of thunder making me break my trance.

Chapter 3 Wet

Shit my washing, quick help me get it in”
I helped Jane get her washing off the jenny spinner, all doubled pegged, I’d never seen or felt underwear like this before and it felt nice. Getting back in to the kitchen we were wet to a point that I could see through Jane’s top and bra. Seeing her big erect nipples sticking out and how dark her nipples were.
Jane had the basket on the table putting the damp clothes onto a clothes airy, fiddling with each one in front of me, getting the straps straight and the panties folded flat before hanging them up,
I could feel my cock growing, as Jane finished she felt my shirt that was wet
“Off with that” she said
“It will be ok, soon be dry” I said
Jane put her hands on the bottom of the tee shirt, lifting it over my head. I stood there in her kitchen only in my shorts
“myyy, you are fit”
Placing my shirt next to her kickers on the airy
“come on sit down lets eat”
We sat down at the table, Jane saying how wet her skirt feels and stand back up again, undoing the button and zip and lets it fall to the floor. She is wearing some of them kickers I had just seen on the airy, frilly lace and see through.
“My top wet as well” she declares and pulls it off her head.
She sits back down and starts eating her sandwich, I cannot help but look at her bra it just covers the outside of her nipples. Two might big tits squeezing together and her darker nipples sticking out.
“is you sandwich alright” Jane asks
“Yes fine thank you”
We ate our lunch with me not able to take my eyes off Jane’s breasts
“Would you mind grabbing that towel and drying my back for me” she asked
I stood over Jane rubbing her damp back, then she moved her bra straps down her arms for me to dry, gently rubbing her soft tanned skin my cock was growing and I had no tee shirt on to cover the tent I had growing in my shorts.
“I didn’t realise I was this wet” she said
Jane’s hands reached around her back undoing her bra letting the ends fall under her arms. Her back was naked, not one tan mark to be seen as I dried where her bra had been.
“Thank you Tom”
Jane turned in her seat
“Have you seen tits before Tom”
“No not real ones, just pictures in my mam’s catalogue”
“Would you like me to show you mine”
Jane lowered her arms letting her bra drop off the end of her tits then off her arms
“Do you like them”
“Yes”
“Would you like to touch them “
“Can I”?