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  Copyright 2018. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  Arthur Mows A Lawn: Arabic Housewife Seduces White Nerdy Teen

  Chapter 1

  As she got up to walk around the house, Hanan Abadi paused as she took to moment to stop her pacing and stand still in her house, looking outside the window at nothing in particular. Well, technically it was her niece’s front door, but she was now a guest in her niece’s house while she remained in the States until her tourist visa ran out. Hanan was in her late 40’s and if she had to give an honest assessment of herself, she would say that she was average, but still could be considered to be on the cute side.

  Realizing that it was a miracle in many ways that she was even away from her husband in the Middle East, she was grateful to be staying with her niece and her husband. She was also glad to be away from her husband, as their marriage had gone downhill and he was a religious fanatic, which she supposed wasn’t uncommon for that part of the world. She knew that Dubai and the UAE could perhaps be considered more forward-thinking, but she didn’t feel that her country could be categorized in that same category. Granted, she would never dream of saying that in public, however.

  As she thought more about her husband and how much he had changed since they had gotten married, she instantly felt sad and lonely, as if no man ever paid attention to her anymore. In her culture, they didn’t have bars to mingle or places to go have trysts. Well, technically they did, but if you got caught, it wouldn’t be pretty. On that note, she had no idea when the last time was that her husband had touched her intimately. Sure, he had given her perfunctory hugs and pecks on the lips, but for all intents-and-purposes, she had been living a love-life of a woman in solitary confinement. The last time she had worn naughty clothing in their home as a way to seduce him, he burst out laughing and exited the room at the sight of her in the bedroom looking at him seductively.

  Geez, how’s that for a confidence booster? She said as she rolled her eyes, returning to the present moment as she continued to look out the living room window, at nothing in particular.

  When she told her husband that she was going to visit her niece and her husband overseas, Hanan couldn’t help but notice his face lit up, right before he quickly recovered, feigning sadness at her being away overseas for a short period of time. She asked, more as an offer if he wanted to come on the trip with her overseas to the States, but he quickly made up an excuse, saying that work was too hectic and there was no way he could make it work. What was worse, when she said she’d be away for a couple months, it took everything in him to not crack a smile.

  You son of a bitch, she thought as she glared out the window.

  As her eyes remained glued on the front yard of the suburban neighborhood, she almost jumped up out of shock when she saw a young man approaching the front door. He appeared to be quite harmless and she pegged him to be around 18 years old. She had heard people say the word ‘nerd’ in the States, and this young man definitely fit the mold of one. As she dusted off her black gown, she slowly began to walk towards the door, anticipating a knock or for the doorbell to ring soon. Moments later she heard the soft knock as she stood in front of the door for a few seconds, before she turned the lock and slowly opened it and smiled at him through her hijab, her face giving him a slight smile.

  “Hi ma’am, my name is Arthur and I am a university student who is on break and I am trying to earn some extra money and was curious if you needed anyone to mow your lawn,” he said as he gave her a hopeful smile.

  “Hi, my name is Ms. Abadi, Arthur. I’m not quite sure about mowing the lawn. Usually my niece handles that and I’m not…,” she trailed off as her eyes stared into his eyes as she took inventory of him, feeling a flutter in her chest as she looked over his youthful face and body, feeling a bit in a daze as she tried to finish her sentence and give him a polite rejection.

  “Well, if you don’t think it’s needed, I can guess I can go and I won’t bother…” he started, right before Hanan interrupted him.

  “Wait! Before you go, I think the front yard is okay; However, maybe the backyard needs to be mowed, let me check. Please wait here one moment,” she said as she closed the front door, scurrying through the house to check on the backyard and see if the grass truly needed to be mowed by the young man standing out front with his lawnmower.

  As she peered out the window to the backyard, she noticed that the grass was getting a bit on the long side and she had to admit that if nothing else, it would save her niece’s husband the hassle of needing to mow it the upcoming weekend.

  As she turned around and slowly walked back towards the front door, she paused, feeling a surge of emotions well up inside of her.

  What is happening with me? She pondered as she paused to take a number of deep breaths as she stood ten feet from the front door.

  There’s nothing happening; You’re having a young man do a service to you and you will pay him for it. The grass is getting long and it needs to be mowed. Doesn’t sound like a bad thing to me. Plenty of people hire others to mow their lawns everyday during this time of year, I assume.

  As she approached the front door, the one she had unintentionally closed in his face, she collected herself as she wondered if he had left already, discouraged that she had made up a lie so that he would leave her alone.

  As she opened the door, she saw him waiting in the same spot as before, with the same harmless, and dare she say, cute look on his face.

  “If I may ask, does the back lawn need to be mowed?” he asked with an upbeat tone in his voice.

  “Well, that’s good the news, Arthur. Yes, it looks like the grass is getting a bit long, but I only have $15 in my purse, so I’m hoping that $15 is a fair price to cut it,” she said in a business-like tone.

  “Hmm, well, I was going to ask for $20, but I can settle on $15,” Arthur retorted, practicing his negotiation skills as he smiled up at her.

  “Well then, I guess we have a deal, Arthur. Let me open the garage door for you so you can walk through to bring your mower to the backyard,” she said as she smiled up at her with his big glasses looking directly at her.

  “Thank you, ma’am, I won’t let you down!” he said in a childlike voice as she had to prevent herself from kissing him on the forehead for his guileless demeanor.

  Chapter 2

  Moments later he smiled and turned around as he walked to the driveway to retrieve his mower, with Hanan following him through the garage and past it, as she opened the gate for him which lead to the backyard. out to open the back gate for him to enter the backyard. As she closed the garage door behind both of them, she struggled to stay focused as she watched him pass by her, setting up his lawnmower so that he could begin mowing the lawn in the backyard.

  Why can’t I take my eyes off of him? She pondered to herself as she watched him as he readied the lawnmower, looking over at her while she smiled in a motherly way back at him.

  As he continued to prime up the lawnmower, Hanan went back inside and walked over to the sofa, making sure she had him in her line of sight as she feigned watching TV. She wanted to walk away and just leave him be while he did his job, but for some reason, her vision was hooked on him and her curiosity was getting the better of herself. As she sat on the sofa she stood up and looked through the blinds, which she had just now slanted over so that he couldn’t see inside as she looked at him. She watched him as he began to mow the lawn, watching as he paused to take his shirt off, his pasty torso coming into full-view as she saw his underwear stick up above his shorts.

/>   Her eyes remained glued on him as he moved around the lawn, with Hanan getting countless views of his sweaty torso and underwear as he mowed the backyard. She began to back away from the blinds as she retreated back to her bedroom, knowing what she was about to do was wrong. But she also knew that during this time, she was in a safe zone and could do what she wanted to. Walking over to her guest bedroom, she approached the door and walked through it, closing it behind herself as she left the door open just a crack.

  Walking farther into her bedroom, she paused and took her black gown off, hanging it up on a peg on the back of the door, as she stood in her bra and panties in the guestroom. Turning around so that she could see the door which led from the backyard to the house, she gave a quick glance to confirm it was locked, and she went back to what she had planned for originally. Stepping behind the door, she reached down and unfastened her bra as she proceeded to undo the straps, letting the bra fall over her Middle Eastern body until it rested on the bedroom carpet.

  Slowly approaching the bed, she climbed in it as she scooted back until her head was on the headboard, with her hijab resting as the pillow as she took one of her breasts in her hands and began to gently fondle it, playing with her pebbled nipple as she thought of the shirtless young white man walking around the backyard with his shirt off and underwear showing.

  As she continued to play with her breast, her arousal grew until she felt her other hand going down the front of her panties as she pleasured herself to the thought of the young man’s body and his overall harmless demeanor. Her finger snuck in deeper as she cooed, knowing what she was doing was wrong, but it felt so right. She continued to do this for a few minutes, getting lost in thought as she steadily grew hornier.

  I must get a piece of that damn nerd, she thought as she stared at him as me mowed the lawn, her panties getting gradually wetter as she slid her finger down to pleasure herself as she fantasized about the moment when he would return inside of the house.

  Chapter 4

  After pleasuring herself for a few more minutes in bed, Hanan stood up and got dressed and waited an agonizing fifteen minutes to see him once again. After finishing emptying the mulch bag in the lawn mower Arthur entered the house, smiling at Hanan as they both looked at each other. Hanan had a bit of a smirk on her face as she looked at Arthur, standing in front of him in her hijab and black gown.

  I got a surprise for him, but I’ll have to wait to show it, she intoned, feeling naughty as she looked at him.

  “Well, the job is all done. I was going to, oh my, I forgot to put my shirt back on!” he said, somewhat embarrassed as he realized he had entered the house shirtless and was standing in front of her inside the house in just his shorts.

  “Don’t you worry about that, it’s not a problem to me,” she said, practically licking her lips.

  “Oh, well, thanks and I appreciate you being understanding,” Arthur replied.

  As she stared at him, feeling hypnotized, she heard herself speak, as if it was out of body and coming from another dimension.

  “Hey Arthur, is it okay if I feel your abs? You have a nice body,” she admitted as he nodded with an easy smile on his face.

  As her hand reached up, it stopped on his hard abs and moved around, feeling each of the hard muscles which comprised his thin abs, feeling herself get breathless and aroused.

  “Sorry if this is strange, Arthur. I just...I just...I…” she trailed off as she continued rubbing his scrawny chest and abs.

  “Oh, right, I just haven’t seen a shirtless 18 year old guy in awhile,” she confessed as Arthur kept looking down as she sat on the sofa, her hand rubbing over his abs as she sat on the sofa in her black gown and hijab.

  “No problem, Ms. Abadi,” he said respectfully as he continued to stand there as if he was letting someone pet his dog at the park.

  As her hand ran over his 18 year old body she tried to savor the moment as she sat cross-legged in her gown, feeling the arousal continue to rise as she knew she was doing a very sinful and naughty thing with him.

  A few moments later she opened her eyes and saw that there was a bulge sticking up through his shorts, which he was trying to cover up with his hand. When she looked at him with her exotic brown Middle Eastern eyes, he got nervous and began to blush.

  “Sorry, I uhh, it just felt good when you rubbed, and uhh, I umm,” Arthur stuttered sheepishly, as she felt herself get even more turned on by his boyish shyness and cuteness.

  “I can go, Ms. Abadi. I know you may be weirded out now by the sight of this,” Arthur said meekly as his voice cracked.

  “No, stay,” she said as her hand reached from his abs down to the button on his shorts, slowly unbuttoning it as she saw him blush more as he breathed heavier, obviously not a confident womanizer in his day-to-day dating life.

  After the button on his shorts came undone, she unzipped his shorts as her tanned hands reached around to both sides of his shorts, gripping his shorts as she pulled them down slowly to his ankles, releasing his hard and long ivory rod as it dangled near her face and her hijab.

  “Umm, I, I umm, think you’re pretty, Ms. Abadi,” he said softly as she realized that he was truly attracted to her.

  “Not to pressure you, ma’am. If you’re not comfortable, you don’t need to...ahhh…,” Arthur began to say before he trailed off, watching as her mouth closed around the tip of his white penis, feeling it as she took a few inches of it into her mouth as her eyes remained closed.

  “Ohhhhhh….ooooohhhh,” Arthur moaned as her head quickly bobbed back and forth as she began to suck harder on his erect penis as her hands snaked around and took his small ass cheeks into each of her tanned palms.

  Finally, a man who cares about me. Finally, a man who eagerly gives me his dick. Well, now that I found it, I’m gonna pay back the favor, she thought as her lips moved to the end of his hard cock as he let out a series of loud yelps and moans as he screamed her name a few times as she greedily stuffed his ivory cock into her Middle Eastern mouth.

  Seconds later she felt his hand reach down, squeezing her breast inside of her black gown as the moaning continued. After going into overdrive and fiendishly sucking his cock as if her mouth was a vacuum kicked into high-power mode, he finally felt his body turn electric as his warm load made its way down her throat, keeping his hands at his sides as Hanan swallowed his entire load as he stood in front of her, yelping and moaning in pleasure.

  Moments later Hanan pulled his hard ivory cock out of her mouth, pausing to lick off the last few drops of cum from his dick, looking up at him as she smiled a sultry smile. Once she knew it had completely stopped cumming, she watched his wet cock pop out as he politely smiled at her, pulling his pants back up to his waist and tucking his penis back into his shorts as she winked at him.

  “T-t-thanks, Ms. Abadi, that really felt good,” Arthur politely reaffirmed.

  Well, I would have thought so, with all the cum you just shot down my throat, she thought in-jest.

  Chapter 5

  “Well, don’t worry about paying me the money for the lawn. I’d feel bad asking for it after that amazing round of oral sex you provided for me. I’ll tell you what, we can call it even,” Arthur said modestly as he looked away, getting ready to turn to leave her house, satisfied to accept her blowjob as a form of payment for mowing her lawn.

  Wait, not yet! Hanan screamed in her head.

  “Don’t worry, think of it as a tip, Arthur. Hey, I have a weird proposition for you. Would you like to watch a movie with me here on the sofa? I’ll double your pay and you can relax for a bit. After all, it’s summer and we both know it’s hot outside,” Hanan offered in proposal.

  “Hmm, well, I’m all sweaty, Ms. Abadi, so I may smell gross watching a movie with you,” Arthur said in protest.

  “That’s fine, just go upstairs and shower,” she said to him, a bit too eagerly.

  “Well, okay then, I think you’re right, it is fairly hot after all and a shower should fix everything,
” Arthur admitted as he paused, turning to locate the shower as Hanan pointed up the stairs.

  “It’s the first door on the right. There should be extra towels in there already,” she explained, as if he was a guest in a hotel.

  “Well, thank you, I will go quickly to shower then come back down,” Arthur said with an eager smile.

  Haha, the spider is drawing the fly into its web, Hanan said as she stuck her fingers under her black gown, continuing to pleasure her moist pussy under her gown as she watched the 18 year old with the big white dick amble up the stairs to take a shower.

  Chapter 6

  Ten minutes later she saw Arthur reappear, smelling fresh and clean as he sat down next to her on the sofa. She noticed that we was taking it more casually and was now just in his white undershirt and his white pair of whitey tighty underwear as he sat down next to her on the sofa.

  Arthur paused and looked at her, right before he politely smiled at her and got a sheepish look on his face as he spoke.