*************************** I just couldn’t get enough of fucking Mrs. Martin, I waited a long time to get laid but I wanted to make up for the lost...time I was addicted to sex.Wednesday I went over to the Martin’s for their weekly cutting. I didn’t see Mrs. Martin’s car parked in its normal spot in the driveway, in fact there was no sign of life around. I was very disappointed as I was getting closer to finishing up the mowing and Mrs. Martin hasn’t returned home. I desperately wanted to. She is so beautiful. She has long golden curls that flicker at the top of her perky ass. She has bright blue eyes and I could never forget her 34D sized breasts. Just the thought of her makes me so wet. I bite my lip, hoping my panties and skirt won’t be soaked.Finally, the bell rings. I grab my bag and rush out. As I walk down the street, all I can think about is us. What if I don’t please her? What if she gets bored of me? I knock on her door and wait. After a couple of minutes, I get. My smile of gratitudeturns into a frown of mortification as I realize my mistake. Obviously Ihad already thanked him more than enough. Though I guess it's not hisfault and I shouldn't really blame him. Lucky guy, he just happened tobe in the right place at the right time to enjoy my unladylike display.So here I am, standing on the pavement blushing a deep red as I try torecover my dignity and a modicum of composure. I pause to check myclothing and see that everything is in place. Struggling to. "Her fingers were still working away at the buttons on her blouse-in fact, they were down to the bottom couple. I could see, through the part in her blouse, the black lacy bra holding back her ample breasts. Then the blouse was off.Look, if it were just about looks, between Callie and Melanie-well, there's no contest. Callie's pretty, and sexy, don't get me wrong-but Melanie should be in Playboy. I mean, she's stunning. Blonde, blue-eyed, big tits, nice ass, long legs-she was grade A. I'd never.