1. Landscaper Gets Lucky On The Job


    Date: 6/8/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    walked past Julie with the skimmer pole, she asked, “Aren’t you hot?” "Yes," I replied. “You should take off your shirt,” Julie remarked. 'I'm sorry, but our company rules don't allow me to," I responded. “I won’t tell,” Julie remarked. I casually unbuttoned my shirt and resumed skimming the grass clippings from the pool. “Maybe you’d like to take a dip, when you’re done,” Julie proffered. "I have five more houses to do and I am behind," I replied. “You were behind when you got started,” Julie remarked, noting I had no help. She was correct about the lack of help and me being behind when I got started. Julie slipped her bikini bottoms off and sat spread-eagle on the chase lounge. She had no pubic hair and was cleanly shaven. Her nipples stood erect - calling to be touched. She slipped a lone finger into her vagina and smiled. “Fingers,” she remarked, “Only go so far.” I was about to burst. “Jesus Christ,” I remarked. Julie stood up and approached where I stood, still holding the pool skimmer. She reached down and felt for my erection. “Jesus Christ, is right,” Julie remarked, groping me through the fabric of my work pants. I slipped my hand around her tiny waist and pulled her in close. She had dark brown eyes and a dark tan complexion. She had a model quality body at about 36-26-36. There was not an ounce of fat on her. She stood about five foot three and weighed probably about a hundred pounds. “One hundred three to be exact,” she corrected somehow reading my thoughts. ...
    She took my hand and led me into the house through an open cabana door. The house was immaculate. A white leather couch and matching love seat sat in front of a stone hearth fireplace on an inlaid ash floor. It was as though I was looking at a house from Architectural Digest. Julie pulled on my hand and led me into the master bedroom, and on to a mahogany four post bed that was situated in the center of the room, topped with white satin sheets and throw pillows topping the white quilted bedspread, accented in small streams of a peach-colored border stripping. She stripped my work shirt off and teasingly kissed each one of my nipples, working her hands over my upper torso in the process. I unfastened my trousers. I sat on the edge of the bed. Julie squatted down and removed my work boots and socks, then pulled my trousers off of me, leaving me clad only in my nylon underwear, my ten inch cock straining against the nylon fabric. She looped her fingers into the waist band do my underwear and slowly peeled it down, setting my cock free. I couldn’t believe my luck. She was like a goddess. She took my cock in hand and slowly inspected every inch of it before placing the tip end into her mouth. She opened her mouth and inched her way down the length of my shaft, stopping only to catch her breath. My cock glistened with her saliva as she toyfully played with me, squeezing my ball sack. She hummed as she took me in, creating an erotic feeling unlike anything I had every experienced ...
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