Asking a nice neighbor boy to shovel my walk seemed like a good thing. He was a big strong teen and I was a widow needing some help. I knew his parents well so I expected that they wouldn’t mind if I invited him in for cocoa afterward. You should never assume that a kindly widow isn’t a perv though when it comes to your teen.
The poor boy was red faced and soaking wet. I guess the blizzard had dumped way more snow than I realized. He looked hypothermic and it scared me. I pulled off his wet shirt, socks, and boots, running for towels to dry him, and putting the kettle on to boil. He was mumbling incoherently and I knew he needed to be heated up fast. Pulling off his damp jeans, I dropped my own clothes and crawled up on the couch with him. I pressed my large tits to his chest and began to rub his thighs. He was soo cold and I surely didn’t want to call his parents. I took his icy hands and placed them to my tits and wrapped my thighs around him. Slowly, he came around, looking confused. “You almost froze to death, sweetie. I’m trying to get you warm.” I knew it was working because I felt something poke at me under the covers. His teen penis had certainly unthawed and was heading somewhere much warmer. Hey, who was I to refuse as he slid into my furry bush? I used my popsicle boy for a human dildo as I humped his erect cock. He was nicely endowed and filled my pussy up just right. I felt his fingers slide to my nipples and grip them as his boy cock shuddered out a load inside of me. By now, my old pussy was pouring out the honey. I got up to make him some cocoa and found him awake on the couch when I got back.
“Hey, did something happen between us?” he asked, looking more confused. “What do you mean, babe?” I asked innocently. Maybe you were hallucinating. Hypothermia can make you do that. Here’s your cocoa.” I smiled to myself wondering what he would think when he smelled my pussy on his cock later. I bet he jerks off ten times when he does figure out the truth.
I handed him $100 before he left. “Ma’am, that’s way too much.” he said with big blue eyes. “No sweetheart, that’s yours. You helped me more than you know. If we get more snow tonight, I’ll be needing you again tomorrow. Oh yes, sweet boy, and you’ll be needing me, too.
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