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Alberto the LandscaperThe LandscaperI always hate it when my husband goes out of town and doesn’t tell me that workers are coming to the house. I never know who they are, what they are supposed to do, how much they got paid, or how long they are supposed to be there. It’s ok when he answers his phone so that I can ask, or if the workers speak English, but that usually isn’t the case. So that was what happened on the first Friday one May.Nothing was going on at the office and the AC goes out, so I leave at noon. My boss gives me a lot of freedom to do things like that because I do special “favors” for him sometime. Anyway, I head home for a little relaxation—stopped by the store and got two bottles of wine. Planned on going out with a girlfriend later for dinner and some slutty barhopping. I decided to lay out at the pool to work on my summer tan—It was pretty hot and the pool was nice and clean. I really wasn’t ready for summer yet—my favorite bikini was nowhere to be found, hadn’t started shaving off my pussy hair, and my flip flops are not by the back door. Oh well!So, I put on this backless one-piece and the heels I wore to work, find the earbuds for my phone, grab a towel, glass and one of the bottles, and head out to the pool. Just hanging out enjoying the bright sun and the music on my phone, ate a few snacks and basically killed that bottle of wine. Good selection, so I got pretty far on the second bottle and dozed off for a couple of hours with some soft music playing in my earbuds.The next thing I know a lot of noise wakes me up—lawnmower, hedge trimmers, leaf blower—shit! Not ready to wake up just yet, I don’t move, I just look around through my very dark sunglasses and see that there are landscapers all over the yard. The usual fat dirty guys working away and talking in Spanish. Over to my left, though, is a younger good looking guy holding a can of gas talking on one of those cheap flip phones. He has on a tank top that shows off some nice muscles and it looks like he is staring at me. That’s flattering for a woman like me, so I just pretend to still be asleep, but kind of reposition myself and turn over onto my stomach with my head to the side so I can keep an eye on him.One of the earbuds slipped a little and I could hear better what was going on. He keeps staring at me while he talks on the phone and directs the other guys, who weren’t even paying attention to me being there at all. In between the whines and roars of the machinery, I pick up a few Spanish words he says that I happen to know—- kayseri escort senora, bueno, bonita, la pierna, tetas pequenas, hermosa, puta, culo and pelo rubio. I’ve picked up a little Spanish through the years living in Florida, California and Texas, but I really know just a few words and phrases. Since I’m the only woman there and I have blonde hair and small titties, I was sure that he liked my looks and was talking on the phone about me. Suddenly he held up his phone like he is taking a picture of me, then starts talking some more. I figured it was time to get up and go in the house now.The guy moves out of my line of sight and I pretend to wake up. I get up, wrap the towel around me and see that my watch says it’s already after 5. Must still have been a little drunk because walking in those heels wasn’t easy and I’m actually thinking about what it would be like to fuck this guy. I needed to get dressed to go out. He was off the phone then and between me and the back door. His stares were making me horny. I asked him if he spoke English and he politely said no mam. I thought it looked like his pants were bulging and suddenly remembered that I had put a Spanish language translator app on my phone. I motioned for him to wait. I got the phone to translate “Want more work?”—He said Si, mas trabajo. Between hand gestures and my App, we exchanged phone numbers and I sent him a text that said “este es mi numero”. His phone was one of those South American ones and a real piece of shit, so I made sure he got it. The wheels of my mind were turning, but I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do about this new admirer. I had hoped to pick up a hot man tonight in the bars with my friends. I let him go back to work so I could go in the house. In the shower I started to feel horny and think about his body and that bulge again. Got out—blow dryed my hair and started to get dressed for the evening. I put on a black bra and black thong panties, I didn’t feel like fooling with a garterbelt, so I put on some dark thigh-high stockings. As I opened the curtains a bit to get more light for putting on some evening makeup, I look out and the landscapers had loaded up a truck and were leaving. All of them except Alberto. He was standing next to his car talking on that antique flip phone.My pussy felt wet, my nipples were hard and my mind was racing—no dick for four days… I said to myself, Why not now? Was I going to meet a hotter man out on the town? Probably not. I got my phone, opened to the translator app and tried to figure escort kayseri out how to say “wanna fuck?” in Spanish. The text message I sent him said “quieros tener sexo conmigo?” His reply was “Si babe ahora”. I put some black heels on, ran downstairs, unlocked the back door, closed all the doors inside except for a guest bedroom and sat down on that bed. I made sure there were condoms in the nightstand and grabbed my phone again. The text I sent him said “Venga arriba a mi cama. La puerta de atras esta abierta.” I heard the back door open a few minutes later and Alberto’s footsteps coming up the stairs. I was sitting up in the bed in just my bra, panties, thigh-high stockings and black pumps when he comes in, closes the door and smiles. He says something like muy bonita as he waves one hand toward me and rubs his crotch with the other.All the time, he is looking at me—undressing me with his eyes—with such a devilish looking smile! He took off his shirt, laughed and said “You like dis, mama?” I nodded and went mmmmmmmm. He licked his lips and motioned for me to take off my little black lacy bra. When I hesitated, he looked at me angrily and comanded “mostrar tus tetas!” I smiled as seductively as I could and slowly pulled down the straps one at a time and then unclasped the back. I let it fall down, cupped my little titties with both hands and pointed them toward him. Alberto knew I liked to tease him and knew I wanted him to make me submit to his commands! He was a big young man and smelled like beer and sweat. He had on baggy jeans that hung to his hips and work boots.Then Alberto laughed as he came around the bed—I laughed, too until he grabbed me firmly by the hair on the back of my head—he pulled me up roughly until a nipple touched his lips and he very softly started kissing it. Then he kissed the other one ever so gently. Gradually he began to suck them—back and forth—one then the other. He kept sucking my tits and pulling my hair harder as I got wetter. Alberto slid his hand under my ass and picked me up off the bed until I was standing in front of him—he grabbed my butt cheeks with both hands while he kissed my neck and shoulders. His hands were rough and callused. I was really getting into this! Started rubbing his crotch and lightly caressing his back with the tips of my nails. I looked up at him until he was kissing me on the mouth—gently, then deeper, taking his tongue in all the way.He was liking the way I moaned and whimpered, so I did it more and louder. I reached down to take kayseri escort bayan off one shoe at a time, but as soon as he realized what I was going to do, he grabbed my wrist and loudly said “No”. I made a pouty face at him as if to ask why not. He said,”Yo soy el jefe esta noche!” Now I knew for sure that he intended to be the boss tonight, so, to show my subservience, I dropped to my knees and started kissing his hard abs and unbuckling his belt. He turned away and pulled the comforter off the bed. Then he sat down in the chair, pointed to the door and said, “Haz me un cerveza!” When I got back upstairs with his beer, Alberto was still sitting in the chair, but now it was across the room and facing the bed. He took the beer, drank a long gulp and motioned for me to get in the bed. That was exactly where this little milf intended to go! With every step I took, I wiggled my ass and looked over one of my shoulders seductively at him watching me. I slithered onto the bed, posed and invited him to join me with my finger motioning for him to come to me. Alberto chugged down the beer, walked over, took out his phone and snapped a quick photo of me giggling. I was surprised, but flattered and started rolling around on the bed, posing and taking off my panties while he took more pics of me! Made sure he got photos of my bare tits, ass and pussy!All in all, Alberto took 6 pictures of me in bed before he took off his clothes and stuck his big dick in my mouth. Later that night I looked at them on his phone and sent copies of them to my phone. His flash was goofy and they are blurry and super low quality, but they turn me on because I look like such a slut! If you want to see them, let me know. I also removed my number from his phone so that he wouldn’t be trying to call me for a quicky all the time. I sucked that big hot cock and licked his hairy balls until he shot a big load in my mouth. He rested and I brought him another beer…….pretty soon he was ready to start fucking me. I handed him the box of condoms (Magnums) from the nightstand, but he just threw them across the room and pinned me down by my arms. I parted my legs for him and that dick slid right up my slippery pussy. Alberto pounded me for about 15 minutes and then he turned me over to fuck me like a dog—I was up on my hands and knees like I like it—he held me by the hair, yanked on my titties and spanked me—did everything that turned on my pussy. We had a real good non-verbal communication thing going. He loved trying to keep his dick pumping in me while I moved my ass all around! I had a big orgasm just before he shot another load up in me—it was really, really good! He took off after he woke up and threw on his clothes. I decided not to go out with my friends that night—we waited until Saturday night.

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