Adrian LeChance - Lonely wife

She seduced her neighbor. Not only was she a married woman who had cheated on her husband, she had done so with a man who was younger than she was and she felt bad about that. At least she thought she felt bad. She wasn't sure.

As she turned over in her mind what had happened and how it had happened she remembered the exquisite sex that Alex had provided her and she was unable to hand onto the feelings of guilt.

She had needed sex. She needed it badly and obviously Alex had needed it too. She rationalized that they had done no harm to anyone. Her own marriage was no worse for the wear and she had accomplished her goal – sex. She was certain that Alex would not tell anyone about their affair because he was enough of a lover, she reasoned, that he would want to return for more.

Randi decided that what had happened had not only not been damaging but it had been therapeutic. She had needed the feel of a hard cock inside of her and she had succeeded in finding the remedy that made her feel better. She wondered through where the affair would lead…

Eventually Randi dressed for the day and began to straighten up the house. She changed the sheets in hopes that Alex would find his way back to her bed that night. She washed the towels and sheets and when everything was in order she found that she was bored. Horny and bored.

When the afternoon newspaper landed on the porch Randi picked it up and opened the pages slowly and browsed through the stories. As her line of vision scanned the lines of print and as she read the ads, she knew, in the back of her mind that she was not absorbing what she was reading. She was still horny and she wondered how she could get screwed again. Now.

She had just about put the idea of sex out of her mind when she came to an ad that stated lawn service could be had by college students for very little. Randi went directly to the telephone and called the number listed in the ad. The voice that answered her call was that of a college student who identified himself as Clay.

Randi didn't even hesitate, "This is Mrs. Wallace calling. I need to have a young man come over and help me with my yard. Is it possible that you could send someone over this afternoon?"

Clay, in attempting to be accommodating, told Randi that he was alone in the office and he needed to stay in to answer the telephone. He stated he just could not get away on such short notice.

Randi expressed her disappointment and told the young man that she was desperate to get her yard cleaned up. She fabricated her story as she went along. "Oh, dear. I have company coming over this evening and I wanted my yard cleaned and lawn mowed. I have all the tools you would need. Is there nothing I could say that would help convince you to come over and help me out? I'll even pay you extra."

That got his attention.

Clay, working his way through school badly, needed money. He was faced with the purchase of books and tuition payments at the time of Randi's call. He needed the money so badly that he told Randi he would leave the phone unattended and come over to help her with her yard. He said, "I'll leave a note for my partners telling them I had a special job to take care of and I'll be right there. Just give me the address and I'll come over to take care of everything."

Randi felt smug. Her devious little plan was working. She had a healthy sounding young man coming over to the house. She was without a husband and her latest lover was at work. She knew that if she played her cards just right she might get laid again before Alex got off work.

When Clay arrived, he parked his bike on the sidewalk and hopped over the fence heading for the front door. Randi was watching out the living room window; when she saw Clay she was thrilled.

He was about twenty-two years old. Not a tall man and not very filled out but the tight little cut offs he wore and the sleeveless T-shirt showed off his firm young body to Randi; she felt suddenly very brazen.

She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse to expose the deep cleavage of her breasts and then she fluffed her hair and walked to the door.

Before Clay had a chance to knock, Randi swung the door open and smiled seductively at the young man. He was well built and she hoped her plan would succeed.

"Hi. I'm Mrs. Wallace. You must be Clay," she gushed.

Clay was momentarily speechless. He stood still and could only stare. His eyes wandered over Randi shamelessly. He took in the cleavage she sought to bring his attention to and then on downward. He gazed openly at the crotch snugly fitted into her shorts. Randi's legs looked better to him than any of the young women he ran around with at school.

When he finally looked up again at Randi's eyes, he realized that he had been bold and he was slightly embarrassed. He tried to find the words that would excuse him for staring so, but none came to him.

Randi moved at once to rescue the young man from his dilemma. She said, "Clay, don't be shy with me. After all, I'm a mature woman and you're a mature young man. I see you're blushing but you have no need to be uncomfortable."

Without invitation Clay stepped into the living room and tried again to address the pretty lady who had called for his help. He said, "Mrs. Wallace. I'm sorry. I'm kind of awkward sometimes. Excuse me, please."

"Please Clay, have a seat and let's talk things over," Randi suggested.

Clay sat in the middle of the couch and Randi sat next to him. The young man could feel the heat from her bare leg on his own skin; and he felt the blood pulsing into his cock. He feared that he would get hard and since he wore no underwear, he was afraid his cock would stick out the pant leg of his cut offs.

Clay squirmed slightly and tried to block the swelling of his cock, at least he tried to keep it from popping out of his pants.

Randi picked up on his efforts and smiled at him and placed her hand on his bare thigh. The heat from her hand shocked the young man; he flinched noticeably.

Randi's partly opened blouse and short pants revealed a lot to the awed young man. Clay's eyes held onto Randi's tits and he tried to listen as Randi explained what she thought the yard needed to have done to it to prepare for the company she claimed was coming over later that evening.

The young man looked easy to her. Randi could see that she was having an effect on him but she didn't want to rush into anything that might scare him away. She finished telling Clay about the work she wanted done and then led him into the back yard.

Randi showed him where the gardening tools were stored and told the young man that when he got tired or too hot to come right inside and help himself to a soft drink.

Clay began to mow the back yard and Randi returned to the indoors. She stood in the kitchen and watched him pushing the lawn mower back and forth across the lawn. As she watched an idea formed in Randi's mind and she rushed into the bedroom to dress for her planned seduction.

She put on a black bikini and tied her hair up off her shoulders. Once she felt ready to begin the games she picked up a towel and walked to the backyard. When she got to the back door she saw Clay standing in the middle of the yard leaning against the lawn mower and staring at the pool.

She stepped quietly into the yard and walked without sound to stand behind Clay. Randi stood unmoving and watched Clay staring at the cool water. When he finally moved to resume mowing the grass Clay bumped into Randi. He whirled around when he made contact with her and he began to stammer and try to explain what he was doing. Clay worried that Mrs. Wallace would be angry that he had been caught not working and since he was paid by the hour he thought he might be docked in his pay.

Randi assured him immediately that she was not angered by his nonproductive time. She asked, "Would you like to take a dip with me Clay. It's awfully hot to be working out here like this. Let's cool off a little before you finish the yard."