She smelled of sweat and talcum powder she was wearing, I couldn’t help but get closer to her and get more of it. She seemed to be aware of me being...close to her but she didn’t object to it. Sadly, she got done with the work and said she got to freshen up a bit and take leave. She left after that, leaving me with a very hard on and I immediately went to the bathroom where she had been a few moments ago and jerked off. Man, the orgasm I had after that was just close to heaven but not quite yet.I. The hot summer days didn't help.I was working installing timber decking in the garden of a rather well to do lady, fit, early forties and a great body but such a shitty attitude.She insisted on laying in the garden semi clad and watched as I workedA bit of a bitch really she had already had plenty of complaints and sarcastic remarks. I didn't need it to be honest.She had a great body but fucking knew it.. I fantasised about doing the horny bitch hard I would show her how a rough round the edges. I didnt want to make her uncomfortable already. I just got back in the picture. Do it again. She was looking right at me with those sexy ass green-hazel eyes. I thought I was hearing her wrong at first, but she said it once more, Do it again Xavier. You want me to do it again? I took my left thumb and began making gentle strokes on her plump pussy lips, massaging the left side and then the right. Ughn, I miss this. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Damn youre sexy! I know what she. “I’ve also had others, besides you and my biology teacher. There was Howard; I babysat for his grandkids. We smoked weed together as he told me about the ‘60s. We did it behind a tree in the park. Then there was Jake; he was 45 and bought me vodka. We did it at a camp. Then...”“Lisa, my God!” Ron’s head was reeling. This girl was totally corrupted!Then he caught up, “Wait, Howard? You mean Old Man Howard? The ex-hippie?”She giggled, “He’s not THAT old, maybe sixty-something. I’m his flower.