Joshua Miles - 12. Sweat

One day Lorna called Joshua to say “A friend of mine, well a client actually, I do her cleaning. Anyway she was recently widowed and needs a man about the house to do those things a man usually does. Would you be interested?”

“Sure, anything to earn a few dollars”

“Excellent, I’ll let her know and arrange a meeting. This could be a good opportunity for you”

“Thank you Lorna”

“Just don’t let me down”

“Never”

***

Lorna arranged a meeting between Joshua and her widowed friend Anthea. She was very vague about what she wanted Joshua to do, but offered him a very generous hourly rate and asked him to start the next day, so he did not question her further.

As he was leaving Anthea said “Rest up well tonight, because tomorrow you are going to work up a sweat”

“I’m already looking forward to it”

“I hope so. Bye for now” Anthea concluded.

***

That night when Joshua went to bed he lie there wondering what Anthea would have him doing tomorrow to work up a sweat. He concluded that he would have to be doing something active for her, but what could it be.

Suddenly he sat bolt upright and said out loud “Fuck! She wants me to fuck her”

He broke out in a nervous sweat just at the thought of doing it. I’ve never done it before, what if I get it all wrong. I suppose that doesn’t matter because Lorna said she wanted to teach me and now she’s handing me over to her friend. Just as well anyway since Lorna is Malcolm’s mum; doesn’t seem right anymore. How will I know how to make her come. I suppose women come. I thought I would look forward to this day, but I’m actually scared. Wow, I will be doing it with a woman my mum’s age. Also not what I thought would be my first experience. No...maybe that’s better...she knows what she’s doing...she’ll guide me, show me the way. Hey, this could be a really good chance to learn techniques from a professional. No, don’t say that Josh, she’s not a professional, just experienced. If she was a professional she’d want me to pay. I couldn’t afford that. What if she expects me to pay later. Maybe she doesn’t want money...but what?

He thought through ideas and finally came to the conclusion that maybe he was being groomed. But I’m of age, that only happens to young boys. I’m old enough to have sex with anyone, except a teacher or someone with authority over me. But next year when I’m eighteen, there are no limits. But what does she want from me now. No, I’m sure there’s nothing sinister in her motives. She just wants to teach me and fucking her is the logical next step. That’s all it is. Relax Josh, tomorrow’s another new day to learn a new experience.

Satisfied all was well, Joshua slept well, rose early, had a hearty breakfast and showered

Bugger, what should I wear. She’ll want me naked eventually, probably wants me to strip a bit for her. Better put on some sexy underwear, shorts and a loose T shirt. No shoes, Anthea said I have sexy feet, must show them off. All dressed for his new experience, Joshua headed off on his bicycle.

It was an impressive property with large iron gates that were already opened, so Joshua peddled down the gravel driveway past an impressive avenue of statues. When he arrived at the house he looked for somewhere to park his bike and decided to lean it against a statue of a woman without arms. He thought, ‘She’s already damaged so I don’t suppose my bike will do any more harm. Maybe that’s one of the jobs she wants me to do. I’ll have to look up what sort of glue I need to stick the arms back on.’

Anthea was on the phone when he knocked, so she opened the door and waved him in.

Joshua removed his shoes and went into the living room to wait, while Anthea went to another room to finish her conversation.

“Oh, he’s just arrived” .........

“Well I thank you for recommending him” ........

“I’m sure he’ll do an adequate job and he’s a lot cheaper than a professional” ........

“Bye Lorna, I’ll let you know how things go”

As Anthea entered the living room, a very keen Joshua said “Good morning Anthea, I’m all ready”

“Not quite, you’re barefoot”

“I left my sneakers at the door”

“No, sneakers won’t do you need to wear work boots. Do you have any?”

“Not with me.”

“My son’s away at uni but left a lot of clothes in his room, maybe he has some. Why don’t you pop to his room and check. It’s the first room on the left at the top of the stairs”

Joshua went off to the son’s room, in search of some boots, but confused as to why he needed them. As it turned out her son did posses a pair of work boots, which Joshua found at the back of the wardrobe. To complete the ensemble he also found a pair of thick woollen work sox. As he was lacing up the boots the image before him gave him the clue he needed. ‘She wants the tradie fantasy and I’m just the man to give it to her. But how do I start? Do I offer to do some work, or get straight down to the seduction bit? Fuck, how do I seduce a woman? Oh that will be alright, she’s expecting it anyway. Maybe I just dress the part of the fantasy and follow her lead. She won’t expect me to take the lead, I’m just on L plates’.

Hand on the door knob, Joshua paused, turned, went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He flicked his hair around a bit as he considered it was too tidy. ‘I need to look like I’m on the job. When he got the hair right he wondered how he should smell. I guess I have to smell good on arrival, because she said I would work up a sweat, so that mean she doesn’t want me to smell sweaty until I’ve done the job’. A brief spray of cologne on the chest, then a quick puff down his shorts to reach the pubes and he was ready. ‘That should impress her. I’m excited now, but still a bit nervous. Hey don’t worry, she probably gets off on the nervousness, after all she is the teacher. Yeah, that’s her big turn on...inexperience. I’m just perfect’.

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Joshua bounded down the stairs, a little heavier than he had intended, because he was not used to wearing work boots, especially those two sizes too big. ‘Fuck, he has big feet.’

He went straight to the garden, where Anthea was waiting. “Well you do certainly look the part, big boy”

“Thank you, I’m ready to start, what do you want me to do first”

“Maybe start in the back yard and then go on to the front yard”

A stunned Joshua thought, ‘Back yard fine, but doing it in the front yard seems a bit risky, especially as this is my first time. She must like risk, don’t think I’m ready for that yet. I’ll just do as she asks for now and see what happens’

“Should I kiss you first?” he asked

“If you wish, that would be nice” she replied.

He just delivered a quick peck on the lips, then stood back awaiting further instructions. When none were forthcoming he asked “Do you want to be on the ground?”

“No”

“Then what should I do?”

“Well, when my late husband...” she paused, swallowed, then continued “When Chas was teaching our son he told him to start with a safety check”

“Safety check?” he asked, then continued “Oh, safety check, of course” as he patted his pocket where he had earlier put two condoms.

“What next?” he asked

“Chas then recommended a fuel check”

Joshua mused over this for a moment then said “I had a big breakfast this morning”

“Good for you. Now, while I go and organise the lunch, you get on with the mowing”

“Mowing? Oh now I get it, the work boots are for...working?”

“Yes, of course. What else?”

“Nothing...”

Anthea went into the house, leaving a relieved Joshua to wonder and get on with the job.