Jennifer

After scooping out debris from the water and adding some chlorine, I realized it was time to cut the grass. I made my way into the garage and pulled out the lawn mower, filling the tank with some gas and got right to work.
By the time I had finished cutting the front yard, it was starting to get pretty hot outside. I was already sweating pretty heavily, so I decided to ditch my shirt, pulling it over my head and leaving it on the back deck. I continued my job and as I reached the halfway point, I looked up towards the patio and noticed Jennifer, standing in the sliding glass door. She seemed to be watching me quite intently. Almost staring at me, I found myself wondering why she was watching; it was unlike her.
Looking closer, it almost seemed like she was sizing me up...like she was trying to check me out. Was I crazy? Jennifer was pretty much my step-mother, why would she be checking me out like that?
I cursed myself for thinking like that, and cursed myself again when I realized, the thought of Jennifer admiring me had given me a bit of a hard on. My cock was hard as a rock, to the point where it ached for release from my shorts. I ignored the growing bulge in my shorts and tried to focus, on getting the job done, ignoring Jennifer and her intense stare from the glass door.
By the time I finished, Jennifer was no longer watching me from the window. I put away the lawn mower and took care of a few more things in the yard, before making my way back inside. It was almost lunch time and I was starting to get kind of hungry now; I needed a shower but, opted to eat first.
Jennifer was nowhere to be found but, I did find a note sitting on the kitchen table, that she had left for me.
Michael:
Had to go shopping. I'll be back in a few hours.
Jennifer-
I set the note back down and turned towards the fridge, grabbing some lunch meat and prepping myself a sandwich. After I ate, it was straight to the showers. I stepped under the hot water and sighed, letting the hot water soothe my aching muscles. As I stood there, I started thinking about Jennifer and how she had been watching me, while I was doing my yard work. The idea that she could have been checking me out sexually, caused my cock to once again rise to attention.