Every Thanksgiving week while in college I’d hang Christmas lights in my hometown when visiting my family. This was my fourth year, and I had built up a nice little side hustle, adding several customers each year.

Weeks in advance I’d call my previous clients to secure their business, while also asking if they knew of any neighbors who might need my services. My dad had several ladders for me to use, and each year I’d add more things to my inventory of replacement bulbs, extension cords, gutter clips, etc.

When I called the Smith home, Sarah told me about a new neighbor who might need my services. The neighbor was a young widow with two kids, and she gave me the neighbor's phone number.

“Hello,” said a woman when she answered my call.

“Hi, is this Janice Jackson?” I asked. I introduced myself and explained my business, and how Sarah thought she might be interested. Janice was instantly sold, telling me that she wanted to make this Christmas extra special for her kids, being the first without their father.

**

I arrived Tuesday morning and was greeted by an attractive thirty-eight-year-old woman. Janice had a tall, athletic body, brown hair, and a perfect smile. She looked like she had just returned from the gym, as she wore leggings, a sports bra, and a cropped “Flashdance”-style sweatshirt that hung off one shoulder showing plenty of skin. We went into the garage, where she had several tubs of lights. We discussed a few things, and I told her it would take me about ninety minutes.

I was about eighty percent done and going down the ladder when I noticed something moving through the large plantation blinds. It startled me so I stopped to catch my balance. The blinds were open a tiny bit, but from my angle, I could see Janice walking around her bedroom and totally naked.

Before I could step down the ladder, she saw me, and we made eye contact. I panicked and jumped three feet to the ground. While I only saw her nude for three seconds, I was in lust for Janice. Her hourglass body looked amazing. She had a cute little bubble butt and perfect perky tits.

Fifteen minutes later I knocked on the front door. When she opened the door, she was wearing a short red silk robe. “All done?” she asked.

I had a difficult time looking her in the eyes, “Yes. Ninety minutes, so $75.”

“Come in, please,” she said. I followed her to the kitchen where she handed me $100 from her designer handbag. “Chase, I’m so glad Sarah gave you my number.”

“Thank you for the generous tip,” I said. “I’ll return on December thirtieth to take down the lights.”

“Did you fall off the ladder?” she asked with a devilish grin. “I hope you liked what you saw through the shutters.”

I was dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to say. “Uh…. Um…. No, I didn’t fall.”

Janice asked, “Do you think I’m attractive?”

Like a babbling idiot, I quickly mumbled, “You’re hot! A total MILF.”

“Good,” she said. She grabbed my hand and walked me down the hallway, straight to her bedroom. “Chase, sit on the bed.”

I sat on the corner and nervously looked around the room, not at her sexy long legs or her natural knockers, barely covered by her short robe. When I made eye contact with Janice, she smiled, and slowly untied the belt around her waist. The robe slowly fell to the carpet. There she stood, not six feet in front of me, nude.

She went on to tell me that she hadn’t had sex in over a year due to her husband's chemo treatments. “After we made eye contact through the window, my body tingled and my pussy got wet. I need you to fuck me. Do you have time?” Janice asked.

“Yes, plenty of time,” I said.

We were soon kissing, licking, sucking, and touching each other. Janice was a very sensual and erotic lover, and she teased me with a slow blowjob to start. “Do you mind if I take video with my phone?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said. I wasn’t going to tell her no. I wanted to bury my throbbing cock in her hairless kitty.

She grabbed her phone off the dresser and turned on the video. “I think you were going to eat my pussy, right?”

I shook my head “yes,” and started to kiss and lick all around her kitty. Jancie would shoot me eating her pussy, then turn the camera on herself while she played with her titties. Her moaning was such a turn-on.

My tongue was going up and down her folds, probing in and out, and flicking her clit, all in random order. Janice was directing me too, “Lick my clit. Suck on it. Finger me,” while taking video. Soon she was moaning, “I’m cumming!” and her body shook in delight.

I didn’t wait for her to say another word, I stood on my knees and walked up the bed. As she lay on her back, “Play with your cock for me,” she said.

I stroked myself a few times, looking right into the camera, before pushing my thick seven inches into her tight wet pinkness. She had moved the phone down by her belly button to get a good shot of my cock sliding in and out, while also rubbing her pleasure nub. I began thrusting harder and faster.

“Oh, yes, Chase! Fuck me hard!” she moaned. “Cum on me!”

Minutes later I pulled out and stroked my cock a few times, then I shot four ropes of jizz all over her tits. She wiped up my spunk and licked her fingers. “Your cum tastes so good,” she said looking into the camera and winking.

Several hours later Janice texted me the video saying, “See you on December thirtieth!”

I can’t wait to take down her Christmas lights.