I nodded. She turned letting the spring close the door. It gave me enough time to see her from behind. She didnt have much of an ass but for her age a...d considering she was white it wasnt bad at all. I started first trimming the edges with the weed wacker and around the trees and shrubs. It usually took me an hour to do a lawn if I did everything including pruning of some of the plants and sure enough it was around nine when I finished the back and walked up to the back door of the patio. Id. She was decently pretty, not beautiful yet attractive. She had proportionate shape and size. She wore a cowl neck sweater and plaid, kilt skirt. He noticed the large, gold plated pin that held the skirt together, was on the table. He lifted the flap, softly laid it to the side while he viewed her. She didn't react as he bared her crotch. Her thighs were closed, but he could plainly see that she was pantie less. The upper, lightly hair covered mound of her cunt was in view. Wanting to see more,. Bumping into each other at a re-enactment fair. I had tripped over her long trailing medieval dress, I was wearing light armour at the time, but still acted like a rolled tortoise on my back. She looked at me and smiled. It was twilight at this time and the early night had consisted of a lot of mead drinking. She bent over to help drag me up. Her long flowing aurban her lightly brushed my face and her essence although a weekend unwashed affected my deeply. Maybe it was the mead but that brief. I stopped the water and dried myself with the towel, then went to examine the bikini. It was already dry. I figured it couldn’t hurt to try it on, so I grabbed the bikini bottom and pulled it up my smooth, feminine legs, then tied the string on either side to secure it at my waist. My tiny cock and balls disappeared inside, not even visible through the thin fabric. I then pulled on the bikini top and tied it secure to my chest. I felt fantastic. It had been a week or two since I had last worn.