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I had a paper route in a amall town while growing up,. There were two papers delivered in the community and one day I got a call from a potential new client. It seems they wanted to change papers and wanted me to begin delivering to them.

The first time I went to collect, the lady asked it it was possible for me to collect on Saturday morning instead of Friday after school as I did my other customers. I told her that as long as I could get to the bank to make my deposit before noon, it would be OK with me.

It meant that I would not be able to go hunting on Saturdays with my dad but that would not be a problem since I was planning on quitting the paper route when I got my drivers license in a few months.

The first Saturday that I went to collect, I was pleasantly surprised by the way the lady was dressed when she answered the door. She was in her bathrobe and I had a great view of the top of her breasts. In those days that was a bit unusual and I really liked what I saw. I could almost see her nipples and that made it hard for me to concentrate on getting the ticket off of the pad and hand it to her. When she reached for her purse, which was on the floor beside the kitchen table, I got even a better view of her lovely breasts and actually saw my first nipple.

Needless to say, I was really excited and when I left I ducked into their garage and pulled out my throbbing hard on. I had only jerked it a few seconds before erupting all over the garage floor and some even flew onto the top of clothes in a basket beside the washing machine.

This lady had been the object of many of my recent jerk off sessions ever since I discovered that she and the neighborhood mechanic had a liaison. I didn’t have any proof. However, I had seen her enter his garage and then found the doors locked.

(This was the same mechanic who a couple years earlier had let me look at his little porno comic books and tricked me into jerking him off as he pretended to be sleeping.)

She was raised on a farm and had all the right curves in the right places. She was in her late thirties at the time and her and her hubby had no children. She had a riding horse and a big dog.

The next Saturday when I collected I was treated to even more of her lovely breasts. The top of her robe was open enough that I could see the tops of nipples even before she reached down for her purse.