Fantasy...Temptation...Seduction

He'd surprised even himself by having the nerve to wear nothing more than those shorts and his shoes to the Landers's backyard. Now that he was finished mowing, the sweat soaked shorts were even more obscene in their display of his manhood. Eric told himself not to back out now, and took a deep breath, then walked up on the deck and knocked on the patio door.

On the other side of the door, Shannon also took a deep breath. She couldn't believe she'd let Kim talk her into teasing Eric so blatantly. Letting him steal some peeks down her blouse every now and then was one thing. Even the red bikini, while somewhat blatant, happened at the pool where people, intentionally or not, showed off all the time. But Kim had encouraged her to do as her husband had texted, and answer the door in her white robe. The robe wasn't something out of a porn movie or anything. It was long, well past her knees, with long sleeves, but when she tied the sash across her waist, it hugged and highlighted her obviously braless breasts. And the cotton material, while not transparent, was thin enough that her areola could ever so faintly be seen, if you were paying attention. But what Roger liked the most was the way the sunlight would transform it from modestly sexy to erotically wicked, as recurring glimpses of her curvy body was made visible to varying degrees depending on the lighting. Shannon certainly knew about this feature of the robe, and it did excite her to know she was likely going to allow Eric a sinful view of her body beneath the translucent material, but she would be able to act completely unaware and maintain her innocence.

So, Shannon took one last calming breath, and pulled aside the drapes to open the sliding door. Staring at the sweat soaked college boy, with the sun glistening of his toned, bare upper body, Shannon came to an instant realization that this little game into which she was being pushed would bring with it some very real temptation. She was already fairly drunk, and thanks to Kim's talented tongue and most recently her constant stroking during the retelling of her husband's fantasies, incredibly aroused.

Her eyes dipped briefly down to Eric's bulging crotch, and was rendered momentarily speechless by the erotically obscene way his penis was so clearly outlined by the damp, thin shorts.

Eric noticed Mrs. Landers checking him out, just as he'd hoped she might. Of course he had been doing the same to her. He couldn't believe the way she was dressed. The robe she was wearing hugged her big titties, and her obviously hard nipples looked like they were about to poke a hole in the flimsy material so tightly embracing her chest.

"Hi Mrs. Landers. Sorry if I'm, you know, disturbing you. It's just that Mr. Landers asked me to mow today, and said I should check with you about getting paid."

Hearing the boy's voice broke Shannon from her increasingly naughty thoughts about his blue shorts, and she nervously responded, "Ah, sure. I mean, no, you're not disturbing me." She followed his eyes on one of the many scans of her body, and continued, "Oh, you mean this." She said, motioning to her attire. "Sorry about being so casual, but me and my friend Kim have been shopping, and were just upstairs trying on some of our purchases." Shannon couldn't believe her own ears. Without even intending to do so, she'd just delivered the same line about shopping that Roger always scripted for her in his fantasy version of what was now truly playing out before her.

"Oh, no problem, I mean you look grea...err, you know, I mean comfortable, and it's your house, you know, you can dress how you, you know, want." Eric stumbled over his words. Seeing Mrs. Landers like this, with the boobs he'd lusted after all these years, jiggling with practically every word she spoke, and her nipples so blatantly displayed, his brain was struggling to function.

Shannon found his awkwardness somewhat endearing and incredibly exhilarating. Maybe doing a little teasing wouldn't be all that wrong. She certainly didn't intend to go all Mrs. Robinson on the boy, but pushing things a little farther into Roger's fantasy wouldn't be so unscrupulous. Plus, she could only imagine how excited her husband would be when she told him about how she had teased Eric, just as he would have wanted. So as she stepped to the side and invited him in, Shannon once again took a brief second to covertly examine his muscular form.

"You look awfully hot. Have a seat there at the table and let me get you a drink. I was just coming down to freshen our wine, but I doubt red wine would help cool you down." Shannon stepped to the refrigerator, opened the door and peered in, again, as if Roger was in the room, directing her. She could feel the cold air caressing her body, already simmering from the wine, sex, and exciting situation, and her puffy nipples pulsed in the cold air. She was ultra-sensitive in this condition, and knowingly exhibiting them to Eric only served to heighten her arousal. "We have ice water, juice...and Roger has some beer here I'm sure he wouldn't mind you having."

Eric's eyes had been glued to Mrs. Landers as she bent at the waist, and the interior light shown around her, allowing every curve hidden by the robe to be clearly visible. As she moved from foot to foot, she would occasionally turn just enough for him to make out the shadows of her wispy pubic hair and maybe even the lips of her pussy silhouetted through the thin bathrobe.

"Well, which will it be?" Shannon asked, looking over her shoulder, not surprised to see him leering hungrily at her posterior.

"Um, well, a cold beer sounds good, if you're sure it's okay."

"Sure honey, you're 21 right?" Shannon said, not really caring, but curious as to his exact age.

"Well, not yet, not until my next birthday, in the spring."

"Okay, well, that's close enough. I won't tell anybody if you won't." Shannon said, wondering if he read more into her statement than her complicity with his underage drinking.

As Shannon was handing Eric his beer, she heard Kim coming down the steps. They'd agreed that Shannon would pay Eric while teasing him in the robe, then send him home and rejoin her friend upstairs to convey all the details. Seeing Kim round the corner, however, with only a towel wrapped around her body, and another draped over her head as she worked to flip it up and over into a turban, exactly as Roger had described so many times, was definitely not part of their plan. This seduction seemed to be moving full speed ahead, whether Shannon wanted it to or not.

"Hey, did you get lost with my wine?" Kim said, still facing downward as she worked to position the towel on her head. Looking up, she did her best to act shocked by Eric's presence, "Oh my, ah...I didn't know you had company. This is really embarrassing." Although she made no effort to conceal her nearly nude body or exit the room.

Shannon watched Eric's eyes nearly bulge out of his head as Kim stood there, the white material covering her from just above her nipples to barely below her ass. The towel headdress, exposed shoulders and long legs, coupled with the lingering threat that the towel may spring free and drop to the ground at any moment was certainly demanding of attention.

"Oh, sorry about that. Kim, this is our neighbor Eric. He was the boy you heard out mowing the yard. I was getting ready to pay him, but he looked so hot and sweaty, I offered him a beer first. Eric, this is Mrs. Madison." Shannon said, deciding it was simpler to welcome Kim into their conversation than attempt to redirect her back upstairs.

Eric was still seated at the counter height table. He had turned his chair to better watch Mrs. Landers and at the same time, give her a clear view of his crotch. Now, her sexy friend was standing there only a few feet from him, wearing merely a towel. His cock twitched, and despite his nervousness, began to swell even more within the confines of his already snug shorts.

"Oh, you do look quite sweaty. Looks like you needed a shower worse than I did. Here, let me help you a little." Kim said, walking directly to stand between Eric's outstretched legs. Seeing the boy up close, her decision to forgo their plan and come to the kitchen was validated. He was indeed a very nice specimen. Plus, playing the role of 'fresh from the shower', straight from Roger's fantasy would only serve to nudge Shannon further into the real life seduction. "Nice to meet you Eric." As she spoke, Kim removed the towel from her head, and shook out her damp black hair until it fell onto her shoulders, a few drops of water dripping onto her chest and slowly streaming toward her towel enhanced cleavage. She took what had been her turban and began to dab and rub it across Eric's shoulders and chest. She wasn't so bold as to kneel down and dry his legs, although she wanted to. His cock was obviously nice sized, and appeared to be growing by the second. She contented herself with watching it grow as she made one last swipe. "There, now you look a little better."

"Kim, you just met the poor boy, and you're toweling him off?...Sorry about that Eric. She forgets about boundaries sometimes." Shannon said, having moved to the end of the table between Eric and the bay windows.

"Yeah, she's right. I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I just act sometimes without thinking." Kim answered, before taking a step back. She left the towel with Eric, who promptly used it to discreetly shift his semi-erect prick into a somewhat less obvious position. Showing off was one thing, but sporting a burgeoning erection might be a little too much.

"How much?" Shannon asked, drawing attention away from Kim. She was bent over the table, pen poised over her checkbook. The sun was striking her from the other side. Her large breasts hung down, and the robe had gaped open to allow Eric a substantial view of her right boob. What he couldn't see in the flesh was deliciously silhouetted by the bright sun.

"Ah, I don't know. $20 I guess, me and Mr. Landers didn't really discuss it."

"Really? That's not like Roger. He usually covers everything." Shannon said.

"No, I promise, all Mr. Landers seemed to really care about was that I come over right at 2:30 to mow. All he said about being paid was that I should come to the back door and you'd take care of it."

Kim and Shannon exchanged knowing glances. Roger had indeed orchestrated this entire scene straight from his fantasy.

Knowing Shannon might still be reluctant, Kim jumped in, "Well, I say you should get a couple of Roger's beers to take home with you on top of cash, don't you Shannon?"

"Ah, sure." Shannon agreed, surprised that Kim seemed to be signaling the end to the seduction. She was also surprised to find herself as disappointed as she was relieved.

Kim went to the frig and bent over, much as Shannon had, to retrieve a couple more beers. The towel pulled up to expose just a teeny portion of her succulent ass.

Shannon watched her exhibitionist friend toy with the young man, then signed the check and handed it to Eric. "Thanks for the good work today Eric. The yard looks great."

He was visibly disappointed at the prospect of being sent away from two such sexy older women. He decided it was now or never if he really wanted to flash them his still semi-hard cock and balls so clearly outlined in his sweat soaked shorts once more before he left. He handed Kim her towel back, then stood and began to drink the beer, tilting his head back as he finished off the can while both women stood there and stared with no fear of him catching them.

Of course, Kim had never intended to let him get away, and seeing his young body up close, so toned and perfect looking, not to mention the substantial package he was toting, only strengthened her resolve and she pursued the next step in Roger's fantasy, "Wait, I have an idea. Eric, if you have a little more time, Shannon and I could really use your help. You see, Roger is taking Shannon out for their anniversary, you know, a romantic out of town trip, and I think having a male perspective on the dresses we've been debating would really help, don't you Shannon?"

Shannon stood there, her pussy still damp from the day's earlier activities, her brain feeling the wine, and thanks to her husband, the increasingly irresistible temptation of a nearly naked 20 year old ripe for a seduction. The same boy who'd fucked her so many times in the sexy stories whispered during lovemaking with Roger. Her eyes crawled over his defined chest, down his abs and then to the distinct shape of what appeared to be a very thick cock. "Um, yeah, you're right Kim, I think Eric's input might really help. Would you mind to come upstairs and give us your opinion on a few dresses?"

Eric could barely conceal his glee. Mrs. Landers was asking him to come with her and her sexy, teasing friend, to her bedroom and help them pick out clothes. He wanted to rip off what little clothes they had on, right there in the kitchen, but told himself to play things slow, and let them make the first move, so he wouldn't feel like a complete idiot if he was wrong about where this was going.

Kim led the way, never doubting that Eric was being provided an unobstructed view beneath her towel as she very deliberately sauntered up the steps. Shannon, followed behind Eric, equally enjoying the view of his muscular legs, tight ass and broad, sculpted shoulders as she thought to herself how Roger's sordid little fantasy was actually coming to fruition. Her pussy tingled in anticipation of what might happen next.

Once in the master bedroom, Kim again took control. "Eric, why don't you just sit here on the bed while we get Shannon into the first dress."

Eric watched as they disappeared into the walk-in closet. He could hear indistinguishable dialogue and drunken giggling for a few minutes, then Kim came back out. She was still wearing only the towel, and when she plopped down on the bed next to him, it seemed obvious she had no intention of putting on anything more substantial.

She casually placed her left hand on his left thigh, and her right on his bare shoulder as she leaned in, her face only inches from his, to whisper, "Now, the first dress is good, especially on Shannon's curvy body, but my favorite is the red one, so I expect that one to get your winning vote as well, deal?" Kim stole a glance to his misshapen crotch, his cock obviously continuing to gain interest in what was about to unfold. She also loved the way his eyes roamed over her. The towel was gradually loosening to expose even more of her pert breasts, and sitting as she was had led the bottom edge to ride up until only Eric's angle prevented him from confirming her arousal as the dampness was practically oozing from her tingling pussy.

Kim pulled her touch from their young victim just as Shannon exited the closet. She was wearing a tight black halter dress, which displayed some serious cleavage, but was still classy. "Wow, very nice...don't you think Eric? Step a little closer and give us a spin so we can see from all angles."

"I feel so silly, modeling my dresses like this." Shannon issued a feeble protest, even as she spun to let them see how it hugged her ass, and best of all, how her entire back was bared. "Well, what do you think?"

Kim slid off the bed, causing her towel to come undone and only at the last moment did she manage to grab it before it fell enough to expose her. As she refastened it, she looked at Eric, then stepped closer to Shannon "Well, that was almost quite embarrassing, sorry 'bout that. But back to the dresses...this one is really beautiful, don't you think Eric?" Without waiting for his response, she continued, circling Shannon as she spoke, "It's just that, well, you could wear this to a company cocktail party, and you'd definitely get lots of attention, especially with the way it hugs these perfect ta-tas." As she spoke, Kim reached around and cupped Shannon's heavy boobs, as if to demonstrate her point. The already plunging neckline exposed even more of her fleshy breasts as Kim jostled them about, "but...well I just think it looks more like a black tie event than for a fun, sexy night out with your husband...do you agree Eric?"

Before Eric could respond, Shannon pushed Kim's hands away, exclaiming, "Kim!...let go of me. You can't grope me like that in front of Eric...it's just not proper."

"Oh, quit being so modest. What's a little molestation between friends. Eric doesn't mind, do you Eric?" Once again, before he could answer, Kim said, "Besides, we need his opinion on this dress, and I bet Roger will be grabbing you like that, so it's only a fair display for Eric to judge by...so Eric, what's the verdict on this one?" She finished, essentially ignoring Shannon's protests.

Eric was equal parts horny and nervous. His cock was throbbing and beginning to tent his snug shorts, and since he wore nothing else, it was impossible to conceal. Even though both women kept stealing glances to his crotch, neither had actually acknowledged his excitement, so he decided he would just ignore his own boner, and try to answer their questions. "Wow, Mrs. Landers, I mean, you look great in that dress. But I guess Mrs. Madison is right, I mean, um, it does look kind of formal, ah, maybe...I'm sorry Mrs. Landers, I really don't know much about dresses, you know?"

Shannon suppressed a grin at the boy's obvious nervousness. She moved over between his legs, and leaned over, placing a hand on each of his knees, her face about a foot from his. "Honey, it's all right. I appreciate you telling me it looks good on me. If a college man thinks these dresses I'm trying on make a woman my age look good, then I know my husband will approve." As she spoke, Eric couldn't resist staring into the deep cleavage presented as she leaned forward, the large breasts he'd often envisioned while masturbating now swaying only inches from his face. Shannon held the pose a few seconds longer than necessary, allowing the obviously aroused young man to continue to ogle her best asset. His growing erection was plainly evident, and appeared quite large as it strained to break from his shorts. God, this was making her so horny. She hoped Roger really intended his fantasy to become reality, because it certainly appeared that neither she nor Kim were going to deviate from his script.

"Come on Kim, help me with the next one."

Kim dutifully followed her into the closet, and after shutting the door, began to unzip Shannon's dress as she whispered, "Ok, this is where your husband's twisted mind has us really turn up the heat and move this little adventure from R rated to Triple X...are you game?"

"I don't know, I mean, it does seem that Roger wanted this to happen, and Eric does have a great body, and his dick looks to be bigger than we're used to from our loving husbands. My best excuse is that you've gotten me so drunk and horny this afternoon that I can't really be expected to resist...how about you?"

"I don't see how we can pass up this opportunity. You know how horny I get when I've been drinking like this, and I've been getting hotter by the second out there, prancing around, wearing only a towel for God's sake, and teasing the poor boy mercilessly. I just want to drive him crazy a little longer before we give in and get naked."

A few minutes later, Kim once again emerged. Eric noticed her towel, unlike before, appeared to have been folded over along the top edge, and fastened a little tighter. Now her smallish, but pert breasts were squeezed more snugly together, creating noticeably deeper cleavage as just a hint of areola peeked from behind the towel. The bottom edge was now so short that a portion of each lovely ass cheek played peek-a-boo as she moved to the dresser to retrieve her wine. On her way back to him, her hairless pussy was flashed a couple of times as the towel flapped open with each step she took. His cock lurched yet again, now as hard as he could ever recall. He did nothing to conceal his reaction as the waistband of his shorts were beginning rise up away from his torso. Kim felt her pussy gush even more as she saw the throbbing in his shorts. She wanted to reach over and grab him, but told herself to wait a little longer, and stick to Roger and Shannon's fantasy.