1. Gardening at Mrs Chesters ch 4


    Date: 10/2/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: schoolmrs, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    for Jonathan. He climbed down from the worktop and watched her fingering the sausage roles. Each was about five inches long, full of the meat and vegetable mix, in a pastry wrapper. He could not take his eyes off her fingers as she picked up each role and placed it on the plate. God he felt hard once again. It was time to leave and hope things calmed down. By now it was getting busy at the clubhouse. Jon settled himself in to a seat near the back of the hall for the AGM. He saw Mrs. Chester’s bag two rows immediately in front. Minutes later she came in as more and more people entered the room. She smiled at Jon as she sat down. In a few minutes more all was quiet. He watched the back of her head. The sun shone through the back window and illuminated her neck. Her hair was styled to a short black bob, curled back, and cut clear of her ears. Below the hairline was a downy, fuzz fringe, framed either side by her fine ears, from which he had just hung some low dangling loop earrings. Again he felt a swelling in his trousers. He was watching her bared forearms now she had changed to a short sleeved blouse. He was intrigued by her short dark arm hairs and as she reached forward he could see a small black bush underneath each armpit by turn. ‘So hot,’ he thought to himself. He wished he could have realized some of the tension in his balls earlier. Throughout the meeting, try as he might, Jonathan could not look away from Mrs. Chester’s hair, her head, neck, shoulders, and back. ...
    When she finally stood up to report on the ladies golfing circle, he was presented with a flowing pleated skirt and the tops of dark stockings. Her feet were shod in sensible brogues with a two inch narrow, but flared heel tip. As she finished and sat down, to mild applause from the members, he watched her tuck her feet back under her chair. He wondered idly what it might be like to feel her push one of those shoe heels onto him, may be even into him, whilst he perhaps lay prone on the floor. He felt himself tense with apprehension and excitement at the thought. He broke out into a sweat. ‘Where are these feelings coming from?’ He asked, a little confused. Time passed and soon she was about to reach to her neighbour, behind her. He saw her strong right forearm flex its lean form, and pass back a pack of papers. She turned a little more and as she did so he was able to see right up the underside of the baggy and very short sleeves of her top. His eyes now alighted on a thick dark tangle of hair he had seen a couple of times before and had thought nothing of, but now they did something to him. He wondered how bushy she might be lower down. He felt another involuntary twitch from inside his trousers and realized he was erect yet again. As soon as the meeting ended, Jonathan simply had to leave. He was now desperate for the toilet. He had things to complete, but he was then waylaid by Mrs. Crawley, who emerged from the kitchen. “Hello again, nice to see you here, how are you?” she ...
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