Pushing a lawnmower in high heels is not an easy task! Since Mistress kept me on the exact same schedule day after day, the neighbors quickly learned ...hen I would be outside doing my duties. That guaranteed my mowing the lawn would become quite the peep show. The guys liked the show. I first noticed that the old guy next door stopped working whenever I came out. Instead, he'd suddenly find the need to take a break. This meant sitting on his patio, sipping some sort of drink and watching me. "Ah, depends what you have in mind?" she replies, kissing down his chest. He holds up her sarong and folds it in half, twisting it then he grabs one of her wrists moving her arm so he's now holding it behind her back. Before doing the same to the other one and tying them together securely. Although she is a little nervous she trusts him completely and wonders, just what will he do now. He kneels her down in front of him, as he asks if she was comfortable. She nods her head and smiles watching. Oh what do I do walk away as if nothing had happened or continue to help it did feel good him touching my balls like that and we both knew he had,shit lets go for it ,so I laid down on the ground and pushed my arm right down the hole John moved closer his head next to mine,his aftershave was like a d**g so sensual again he put his open hand on my ass and slowly rubbed me,this was my last chance to leave but no I did not want to and now he knew it. I laid there with my legs slightly apart while. "Do you have any of the Chianti left?" "I don't know, I'll have a look in the storeroom" Five minutes or so passed, then I heard "there is one bottle but I can't reach it, could you help me?" I walked into the storeroom, to the left there was a separate cupboard filled with alcohol, I walked in, she had her back to me the bottle was above her head, as I put my hand out to reach for it I could smell her perfume, I could feel her press herself against me, I moved her hair, exposing the back of.