Tease me, please me (close for me and JustEl)

Name: Scott Michaels
Age: 29
Height: 6'0
Build: Muscled, works out when he can. Has a tribal tattoo down his left arm
Occupation: Works as a roadie for a famous rock group, however when they are on hiatus or working on their next album he works as a handyman/gardener etc.



The blaring of rock muscle echoed up and down the streets of Forty-Second street. It wasn’t a surprise that this posh neighborhood wasn’t used to that kind of thing. The well to do residents just stared at the beat up pick up truck as it barreled down the lane. Filled with what only could be described to these snobbish people as “ruffins” and hoodlums, they would have called the police if they’d note be used to the face that a lot of these folks hired labor to take care of their massive houses and huge lawns. It was cheaper to them rather then keep help on for them full time. Also they thought they were doing some “good” helping the little folk with money.

Scott never really cared, he never was a class warrior. This was just a way to pay the bills till his next time on tour with the band. There wasn’t any unemployment for a roadie, so one had to make ends meet somehow. It was honest living, plus it got him outside during the summer months. Good weather, hard work, and his iPod, yep that’s all he needed. Plus the views were always nice. These men of money seemed to keep their women in glass palaces, never letting them out unless they needed something on their arm. Most of the women didn’t mind, as they had their tea circles, designer clubs, etc etc. One of the good things about being single, is you never had to deal with that crap.

The truck pulled out in front of the house 2489, the place he was supposed to work today. The man on the phone had mentioned he needed some new trees put in, the pool and pool area cleaned, and a few other things. All in all, should be enough to get done in a day or two depending. That was a day or two of pay. Hopping out of the back of the truck, he gave a pat on the tail gate as they spend passed. He walked up to the door and then rang the bell.

Scott wasn’t bulky by any means, but he cut an impressive figure. Wearing a grey shirt, it didn’t hide the strong lean muscled form under it. Scott worked out, he also did a lot of lifting etc for when he was on tour with The Band. Add in this side work, he did well keeping himself in shape. Fade torn jeans, with a prompt bulge. He never hid it, why would he do something foolish like that. He had every reason to be proud of it. If the uptight housewives took a look, that was their man’s problem for not keeping them on a lease or giving them what they needed at home.

James looked out of the second floor window, "Hey, Jess...... I think the guy is here to do the yard work we talked about." he said as he pulled the knot of his tie tighter.

"Can you deal with him...... I'm not dressed yet?" Jessica yelled from the bathroom in a somewhat pissed voice, pulling a tangerine colored tank top over her head.

James was bad about that starting something around the house and leaving Jess to see it through. But then again, he was bad at most of the domestic things in his life.

"Fine, I'll just be late for court....." he yelled back at her in a pissier voice.

"Don't bother yourself, dearrrrrrrrrr....." Jess snapped pulling her long auburn hair into ponytail as she came out of the bathroom. Jess cut her smoky brown eyes at James and gave him a fuck you smile as she headed for the bedroom door.

Mumbling to herself with each step down the stairs she took, " God, can't even take two seconds to talk to this lawn boy....... Would it of been so hard to just do it yourself........ No...... Not Mr. James M. McNally of the Law Firm....... McNally, Stine and Shaw!" her voice still mumbling as she reached the door.

James wasn't always like that, not the ass he was now. He was a great guy not so long ago. They had met in collage and married shortly afterwards. In fact, he was a true romantic and had swept Jess off her feet. Jess wondered what happened to that guy as she turned the doorknob.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"A James..... Mmmm.... Ahhhh...." Scott said trying to remember the last name as he pulled out the crumpled piece of paper from his jean pocket.

"McNally?" Jess smiled.

"Yeah, that's it, McNally." Scott smiled back, "I'm here to do some yard work."

James, briefcase in hand, opened the door all the way, "I'll finish this, Jess." he said stepping onto the front porch.

"Have a good day, Sweetie.........." Jess said in a mockingly housewife voice closing the door behind her.

Gabbing her yoga mat, Jess headed to the small platform in the back yard. It was a beautiful morning and she needed it after the long weekend she had had with the lawyer's wives out on the yacht. Jess wasn't really like them, she was more down to earth. The simpler things in life had always given her more joy than this life she led now. And she missed it.

Taking a long deep breath, her left foot slid gently up her leg taking her olive green yoga pants up with it. Jess' hands, prayer style, brushed against her full ripe braless breast under that orangish tank, as they moved closer to the warm sun over her head. Eyes closed, she cleared her mind and breathed slowly.

In her own little world, her body now a frozen living statue of a goddess as she freed herself, Jess didn't hear the side gate open. That is until the loud bang of metal tools shook her back to earth.................................................................

Scott was taken aback as this luscious female had answered the door. Irish, he could already tell it from that fiery hair and her temper. He’d heard the shouting of the couple from outside the house. Yet he’d figured this was going to be some dumpy old housewife and her lame husband. With the redheaded goddess standing before him, that was definitely not the case.

His thoughts were interrupted as her husband came to the door. Already Scott was sizing him up. He already didn’t like this guy. He had the snobbish “I’m better then you, cause my mommy and daddy paid for my college” attitude. As the man started talking down to him, Scott just wanted to punch him in the face.

“So the pool needs to be cleaned, as well as the statues polished next to them” James started off.

As James pulled the list from his pocket, a few things fell from it. Seems like no matter where you were on the social pecking order, men had a tendency to fill their pockets. Scott glanced down and held back a snicker. Buried between some of the stuff James had dropped, was a nice little blue pill. Oh yeah that was rich, this uptight snob, had to have a pill to get his dick up. Scott just smirked; sometimes the universe had a way of working things out.

James didn’t notice, as he’d leaned down to scope up everything. Clearing his throat he eyed Scott, and just chuckled. James stood up and handed him the list.

“I’m sure you got a high school education, so just complete the stuff on the list. Anything you need is in the shed out back. If you need anything, save the recipient and I'll pay you back”

Scott nodded, but as soon as James had turned his back to him, he scowled. Limp dick mother fucker gonna talk to him like that. He had a good mind to kick his ass right there. He didn’t though, he needed the money, and more then likely the cops won’t see his side of it. Scott had a few run-ins with the law, and though he wasn’t’ a ex con or anything, he wasn’t looking to get in trouble.

As James turned to look back at him, Scott just smiled and waved his hand. James seemed to linger for a moment then called out from his car as he sped past him

“One more thing….don’t go in the house or bother my wife….”

With that James sped off to his meeting, leaving Scott in the dust. Scott was pissed, seeing red pissed, and turned to the side gate opening it roughly and slamming it behind him. Opening up the shed, he started rummaging though the tools rather loudly.

Jess' foot quickly went to the mat as she turned and looked at the shed, "What the fuck........" was all she could think as her breath huffed.

Taking another deep breast lifting breath, "Shake it off, Jess..." she whispered to herself as she regrouped into the Warrior II pose, "he probably doesn't even know you're out here."

Jess' body looked as if she were ready for battle when Scott rounded the corner of the shed, stopping him in his tracks when he saw her. Her right leg bent leaned her shapely body forward, fingers so pointed and ridged on her outstretched right arm could match any Samurai sword, he thought. Her left arm arced backward stiffly at the ready to aid her right if the need be and her left foot planted firmly seemed to brace her for an unseen attack. Jess' face locked in what only a master artist could of captured glowed in the morning sun, her auburn hair it's fiery frame. Stunting he thought.

Scott stood silent as he watched Jess move from pose to pose. Her body so erotic in each display as it turned, twisted, bent and bowed. Her moves rhythmic, danced seductively over the small purple mat, stopping only when a new pose was achieved. Bending over for Downward Dog, her ass as temping as a delicious juicy fruit, hung ripened before Scott's eyes.

Jess caught a glimpse of Scott by the shed as she walked her hands over the mat for that last muscle stretch. Holding it there, she smiled back at him. Gently she walked her hands to her feet only to slowly rise and rebuild her body to standing. Jess lowered to her mat sitting in her last pose of Lotus. Closing her eyes once more, breathing deep slow breaths.

Scott quietly walked over to Jess, "Excuse me, but are you going to be much longer? I kind of need.............." was all Scott got to say as Jess barely lifted her finger in that "just a minute" gesture.

Scott not saying anything else, could only wonder how much longer she would have him quietly waiting wasting his time.

Jess rolled her neck and opened her eyes after a good ten minutes. Taking one last deep breath, she turned and looked up at Scott, "Yes???" she asked............................................................................

The wifey was quite the sight indeed. Her movements and motions only showed how flexible she could be. Too bad he thought, it was wasted on a guy who had to take a little blue pill to give it to her proper. He’d watched her, but he needed to get to work, and it wasn’t helping she was where he needed to start. As it was early morning, it would be better to get the tree planting done now, rather then in the afternoon where it was hotter.

Speaking of hotter, her poses were making him randy. The one before last, the downward doggy, with that ass of hers in the air, had made that cock of his harden. Normally that won’t be a big deal for most guys, but Scott was packing something serious, so it was a lot more noticeable. He sighed, waiting for her to finish, so he could put his mind on other thoughts, like working. Maybe that would calm him down.

He moved closer to her as she sat in the lotus position, finally turning to her as she spoke. This of course he did without thinking, as she in her sitting position was eye level with that bulge of meat in his jeans. She couldn’t help but look it over and kind of admire it. It was pretty certain under those jeans he was a lot bigger then her husband. From the looks of it too, he didn’t need no stinking pill to get and keep his dick hard. Still distracted by those thoughts, Scott had to clear his throat to get her attention.

“Listen Ms…I need you to move, this is where your husband wants me planting trees…”

He was pretty sure it was gonna annoy her to have to move. He really didn’t’ care, he had a job to do and the money he was getting here was good. That’s why he’d put up with her husband’s bullshit. Hopefully she’d just go with his suggestion, so he won’t have to put up with hers. Sides if they got along alright, maybe he’d be able to get in those guts of hers. He had a feel she’d be an awesome fuck, and he bet that pussy of hers was tight. More so, he wanted to see if she was a natural redhead or not.

So he stood over her, that lean muscled frame showing through his t-shirt, that bulge pushing against the front of his jeans. She saw that one of his arms had some tribal work done on it, and it seemed to fit him. He waited simply for her response as he looked down on her.

Jess sat cross legged looking up at Scott not acknowledging that cock of his talking louder than his words in her face, "I'm finished, the yard's all yours." she said as she stood.

Turning she headed for the backdoor. As she reached the pool, Jess looked back to see Scott watching her walk to the house, "If you need anything, knock real loud on the backdoor, I might not hear you if you don't." she said.

"Oh.... and one more thing....... Nice tat you got there on your arm." she said with a smile before opening the door.


Making it into the house, Jess poured herself a glass of cranberry juice. She walked over to the sink and watched Scott out of the window as he began to dig a hole. He was a sight for sore eyes to say the least. Ripped body, tanned and a glimpse "bad boy" sparkled from his eyes. Jess sipped on the cold juice making it last longer than needed as she watched him. Maybe Scott even knew she was watching, seeing he made sure to face the house when he took off his T-shirt. His body already sweaty from digging in the morning's warmth glistened when the sun bounced off it.

"My... Oh my!!!" she thought as she sat the glass in the sink.

Jess flipped off the lights and started up the stairs to her bedroom. Her body alive from her yoga and maybe a bit from the eye candy working in her yard, it didn't take her long to make the bed and pick up the room. Opening her door to her walk-in closet, Jess thought what should she do with the rest of her day.

"Call the girls for lunch? Nah...." she thought. "Call James for lunch?" she laughed at that one. "Maybe go shopping? Nope, not in the mood." she sighed as she looked at her clothes hanging before her.

Walking from the closet, she sat down in the chair by the window overlooking the backyard. "Perhaps a swim...." she thought, catching Scott's body working away. Smiling she grabbed a barely-there black bikini from one of her dresser drawers. And in two shakes of a lamb's tail, she was out the backdoor and in a lounge chair by the pool.

Scott hadn't noticed as Jess made herself confortable and began to cover her legs in oil. That is until she cranked up the, The Black Keys, on the CD player.

"Hope you don't mind!" Jess yelled over the music at Scott, holding her left leg straight up, toes pointed to the sky and rubbing in the last of the tanning oil...........................................................

The one thing going though his mind as she walked away, was “that’s a prime piece of ass that’s in desperate need of tapping”. As she disappeared into her glass palace, he rolled his shoulders and returned his work. It was early in the morning, but that still didn’t stop him from sweating up a storm. He’d wrapped a handkerchief around his wrist early, it was for good reason. He moved his wrist over his forehead, wiping his brow and taking a breath. Then he caught her looking, watching him from that kitchen window. Well if she wanted a show, he’d give her a show. He reached down to the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his body. Exposing to her his muscled form and giving her a good look at that tattoo that stretched down the entire length of his arm.

He stood there a moment, basking in the coolness of the breeze that had come up. He was also posing some for her, giving the bored little housewife a good look at what a real man looked like. He’d seen her husband’s frame, and he was flabby and weak, more then likely more interested in other things then taking care of his body. Scott was a believer in you didn’t have to be ripped to take care of yourself. Her husband didn’t seem to even try, hell his bitch tits were bigger then his wife’s more then likely.

He started back to work resuming digging those holes for the trees along the pool. Snorting, finding this stupid. This would only add to the work needing to be done by the pool staff. This is something Scott did to, maybe he’d be able to talk the man to letting him come back to do it. Plus side Scott would be able to look over that fine piece of ass that was the man’s wife. Her calling out grabbed his attention and his gaze widen as he looked her over. That barely there black bikini did little to hide the body that she was sporting. He felt that huge cock of his starting to stirring in his jeans.

He stood there a moment to look her over, that shimmering body, oiled from her lotion, which only highlighted her perfect form. Scott licked his lips, hungry to win, oh his mind was thinking how today would be the perfect sin. Fucking another man’s wife, now that was a conquest that was all the more sweeter, because of the feel of taking something that isn’t’ yours.

“Nah your not bothering me at all …rather enjoying the view really”

He gave her a sly wink as he started over to where she was, a tilt of his head as he looked her over and offered a hand to her. Rough and calloused, yep he worked for his living. Blue collar to the core, a man that looked to be very hands on and good with those hands.

“Need me to get those places you cant’ reach?”

Now that was a dangerous offer, as there could be a lot coming from that. Yet what was wrong as she without a doubt seemed to want the attention. Scott just grinned as he awaited her answer. It wasn’t a accident that his crotch was once again at eye level with her face again. She could tell he'd gotten a lot "bigger" in there. Must be that bikini of her's.

Jess turned sideways in the teak lounge chair, crossing her long silky legs she looked up at him. Her right hand rose to her dark rimmed sunshades, lowering them from her eyes, "Well, as a matter of fact...... There is that spot on my back I can never seem to get covered. You know the one.........., it's like that itch you just can't seem to scratch........." her voice hinted with a bit of smartass and flirt.

Jess winked at Scott then lowered her eyes to that meaty bulge he so purposely displayed in front of her. Paying no mind to it, so it seemed, she handed him her bottle of lotion.

"Let me lay down the back and I'll turn on my stomach, if you're serious about finishing my back for me." Jess said with a little laugh as her body accidently bumped into Scott's body as she stood.

Scott quickly let down the lounge before Jess could get her hands on it, "There you go little lady!" he said loudly popping the cap on the lotion.

Jess grinned wickedly up at Scott as she crawled onto the lounge and lay face down on the brightly colored towel covering the teak wood slats. Resting her head on her folded arms, her long auburn ponytail snaked off her back and coiled atop the towel peeking from under her arms.

Jess wiggling her body into place, "Ready......." she teasingly laughed.........................................................................

He just smirked, this one was primed for a good fucking. Foreplay right, yeah that’s what it was. Lathering the lotion in his hand he stood over her. Admiring the view, as her perfect as was upturned some to him. He resisted the urge to give it a good smack. Instead his rough hands touched against smooth skin, as she felt her back being rubbed. His fingers did some magic, as they were strong to the touch, and a bit of lotion lathering turned into a back rub.

Feeling bold, he moved his hands slowly down her back, only pausing when he needed to put more lotion on. She could feel his fingers working the oil into her skin, so her pretty self won’t be getting burned. Then she felt him stop, and straddle her, his hands moving up to her neck and shoulders, once again he worked that oil on her.

Then of course there was that bulge, now pressed on the cheeks of covered ass. He felt heavy and thick against her. Her cheeks were parted enough, that that lump of flesh, even covered as it was, slipping between her cheeks. Dam this boy had a biggen. She’d feel his hands working down her sides now, taking his time with putting on the lotion.

He’d stop again, and she’d feel that heavy mass removed to both his and her regret. Yet now her legs were being lotioned, and she could feel working his way up slowly. She felt hands at the sides of her bikini, and felt it jerked down roughly to her thighs.

Jess sighed as the lotion worked into the small of her back, "Mmmmmm.... you sure do know how to work those hands of yours." she sighed again, slightly lifting up her ass to readjust her lower body.

Scott had a hardness to his touch as his fingers worked in little circles over her two dimples atop her bikini bottoms. Jess enjoyed it though as he pressed her hips into the towel covered lounge chair with both his hands and that growling hungry cock of his. It felt good to have a man's hands on her, that is, a man she knew that wanted her. Jess breathed in deep as she started to think of Scott's cock stripped of the faded jeans that held it snuggly.

Knowing where this could really lead as she daydreamed about a sinful little afternoon fuck, Jess gasped when Scott's hands jerked her bottoms down. Quickly she turned to her back, arms arched behind her holding her up and bending her left leg, freeing it from her rolled up black bikini bottoms as it rose.

"See anything else that might need a bit of lotion rubbed on?" she grinned wickedly, rocking her bent left leg, giving little peeks at her freshly shaved pussy.

Trying her best to cover up her shock of the surprise attack, Jess still wickedly grinning up at this tanned, jean wearing beef cake standing over her, lowered her sunglasses down the ridge of her nose. Locking her big brown eyes on his, her left eyebrow arced up, "Well............. is there?" she asked, her voice seductively low...................................................................................

Smirking to her comment of "Mmmmmm.... you sure do know how to work those hands of yours.", he laughed a bit and responded

“That’s not the only thing I know how to work well”

His hands were hard, but not to the point they hurt her. Just a firmness of a strong man that he was, and the desire to pleasure her senses. Leaning on her a bit she could feel that huge cock swelling and pulsing in his jeans, more then likely they’ve already make a obscene outline that would have made her husband look like a 4 year old boy.

He was getting really hot and bothered, it was all he could do from just tearing off her clothes. More then like likely that’s why he jerked those bottoms down. Pulling them down her lovely legs, he grinned as she rolled over on her back, her arms behind her head as she grinned at him with a cat to the canary grin. Watching as her legs parted a bit, bending as he pulled one end of the bottoms free from her body, the other rested on her leg she’d not lifted, he .

He chuckled a bit as she rocked her leg, giving him the sight of that bared pussy. He loved shaven pussy. As she gave him that come nad get me look from those eyes with lowered sunglasses, he mm’d and slowly moved to spread her legs wide, taking that bikini bottom and pulled it off fully, tucking it back behind him in his jean pocket. Just a souvenir of his conquest. Lean up he licked his lips as he looked her over and chuckled, moving his way up on her as strong hands moved to unhook her bikni top, so he might expose her lovely breasts. After all they would need to be tanned too.

That big log of fat cock meat was eye level with her again, allowing her to see the outline of that piece in side there. As he pulled the binkini top free from her, exposing her puffy nipples he then took more lotion to his hand and grinned. I think you missed a few places…

Strong hands started to rub against her breasts, soft they were to his rough touch ,as he rolled them in his hands, finger tips teasing the nipples as the oiled her mounds. Each one he took special care with, all the while looking from her lovely breasts to up to her teasing eyes.

Jess lowered her nude body down to the lounge chair with a taunting pucker on her lips. Her black bikini top hit the hot sun baked cement patio as it fell from Scott's fingertips like a discarded candy wrapper. Arching her back as the cool lotion skimmed over her full firm breast, Jess moaned in pleasure. Scott's hands roaming and caressing made her perky nipples draw even plumper. Her left leg falling wide to the side became motionless as her pussy tightened from Scott's seductive touch on her breasts.

"Mmmmmm.... It does seem I missed a few more places............." Jess purred.

Scott grinned as he let loose her breasts, placing his hands on her legs he pushed them up making room for him to sit straddle on her lounge chair. His strong hands glided down her legs as he placed then over his, Jess' pussy now brushed against his stiff jean-covered cock. Scott gripped her waist pulling her even closer. Pouring more oil in his hands, Scott ran them over her belly and back up to her breasts.

Jess' hands hung freely over the edge of the chair above her head, dropping her sunglasses. Her body longed for Scott's next touch, ached for it. Jess' mind raced as it tried to remember the last time a man had touched her like that as Scott teased her right nipple, rolling it between his fingers and tugging it gently. Her body tingled when he leaned down kissing her at the point just under where her ribs met.

As his kisses moved higher towards her breasts, Scott effortlessly lifted her body up to him. Cradling her closer to him with each kiss, until only her ass barely rested on the towel covered teak lounge. Jess looking into his eyes, kissed him hungrily. Scott wrapped his arms tighter around Jess as their tongues danced inside each other's mouth.

Pulling free from their kiss, "Is there anything else, Mrs. McNally, that needs planted today that Mr. McNally might forgot to tell me?" Scott asked with a wink.

" Mmmmmm...... Perhaps he forgot to tell you of the special little Orchid that needs tending too." Jess purred back, hugging her arms round his neck, leaning back, away from Scott's chest......................................................

Her oiled pressed against his sweaty chest. He was firm and built, muscled hard from doing work that those of the white collar snubbed their noses at. This of course allowed him to reap several benefits, the nude redhead before him just being one of many. He licked his lips, tasting her on him and grinned. He started to grind that jean covered cock against her wetting pussy. Letting her feel the length and girth that was housed there, quite the sizeable upgrade from her limp dick husband.

Hands slide down her back, moving to rest on that bared ass. Finger cupped her cheeks squeezing them tightly as he lifted her up from the chair, his lips moved in again for another kiss. Hard and strong, just like him, thrusting his tongue in her mouth. Wiggling it around as his hands cupped and rolled her asscheeks. He was so an ass man, and she had a perfect one in his option. The kiss was deep and long lasting, toying with her lips as he broke it again and grinned to her.

“Lucky for him…I’ve got plenty of seed to plant…and a big hose to make sure its fertilized well...”

With that he lowered her again to her seat, and moved his hands to his jeans. Fingers worked to unlace that belt, pulling it from the loops that binding it and leaving it freely hanging. He then slipped hands to his button, pulling it free and moving fingers down to his zipper. Pushing the jeans down, she was meet with a pair of tightly fitting white boxer briefs. The outline of his sizeable cock was clearly seen, and looking at that grin, it was definitely something he was proud of. He had every reason to be, that thing was a f’n monster!

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Jess eyed the nicely wrapped package in front of her. Her fingers ran around the band of Scott's tight fitting white boxer briefs, then over length of the cock hidden inside. Licking her lips, she pulled her ponytail out of her hair. Shaking her head, her long red hair draped over shoulders sticking to her glistening skin.

Working her nude body up off the lounge seductively, "Mmmmm.... I think this thing could up some cooling off." Jess whispered, grabbing Scott's pulsing cock.

Her eyes batted as they lowered to a suggestive gaze at him. Turning Jess walked to the pool's side twisting her hips and lifting her firm round ass cheeks with each step just to taunt him. Raising her arms above her head, looking back at Scott, she dove into the sparkling blue water.

Breaking the water's surface in the middle of the pool, Jess grinned at Scott. Her breast floating beamed their pointing nipples at him as Jess smoothed her wet hair back.

Tilting her head to the right teasingly smiling at Scott, "Well, you gonna join me or what?" Jess hissed as she began to backstoke across the pool.

Reaching the other side, Jess held on to the tiled lip of the pool, her body bouncing in the cool rippling water, paddling her feet as she floated. Her long hair even more auburn being wet, bewitchingly danced over her breast as she moved in the water leaving strands washed on her nipples like seaweed on the shore. Her eyes glowing with desire not leaving Scott watched for his next move................................................................

Cooling off? Oh he had a few ideas of where he’d like to cool it off in. Yet where that was wasn’t cool at all. He mm’d as she rubbed her hands over the outline of that massive prick, hissing as her finger touched and ran along him. He was indeed a package holder, and without a doubt a pussy owner by the seer size of him.

He watched her lovely body slide up in that chair, mming as he looked to once she stood. A smirk came to his lips as her hips moved side to side, giving him a perfect view of that lovely juicy ass. When she dived into the pool, he watched her as she did the backstroke, admiring her form, and not just her swimming that is.

Her invite to come in was heard, but he was in the mood for something else. Moving from his position where he was, he walked over to where she was floating at, and sat on the side of the pool. That booner in his underwear still showed no signs of getting softer. He dangled his legs in the water, and watched as she fooled about.

Finally he motioned her over to him, shifting his hips some as he scooted to the edge of the pool. Licking his lips as she moved closer he took her hands and put them on the edge of his underwear.

"Why don’t you take these off…and show me how good that mouth is other then talking…"

Twirling around in the pool, arms bowed and outstretched floating on the surface, Jess' finger delicately bent, skimmed over the rippling water. Jess' feet arched to her toes keeping her breast above the water as she watched Scott strut to the edge of the pool. Her eyes savored his body as he grew closer to her, keeping them on him as she circled in the pool like a tiny ballerina. Jess grinned devilishly as Scott sat waving his legs in the water.

"Why don't I take those off....." Jess' voice teased as she swam towards him.

Looking up at Scott, Jess roamed her hands up his legs, then back down to his calves. Her long cinnamon painted nails dug into his skin pulling her body between his legs as she repeated his taunting words once more.

Jess rimmed the band on his boxer-briefs seductively slow, letting it pop his belly as it lowered. Moving his underwear down painstakingly slow, Jess smiled up at Scott when she had lowered them as far as they would go.

"Ah Mmmm...... I think you need to lay back if you want these things off you." Jess purred poking Scott in the stomach with a finger and her other hand stroking over that mass of his still hidden under the white cotton.

Grinning down at Jess, Scott leaned back on his elbows. Jess tugged on the briefs as Scott lifted his ass off the wet cement. Making their way to the top of his thighs, Scott's cock now proudly shown as Jess pulled the underwear off the rest of the way, leaving them to sink to the bottom of the pool.

Scott still leaning on his elbows raised his left leg out of the water and rested his foot on the edge of the pool, splaying his body. Jess moved even closer to Scott as her hands ran over his skin again. Her face only inches from his crotch, Jess kissed the inside of his right thigh. Jess' smoldering brown eyes locked on Scott as she kissed him higher. Her mouth just shy of his tightly drawn balls, Jess slide her tongue along them, then up to the base of his pulsing cock. Teasingly she licked up the shaft as it stood to full attention. Jess slide her hand between Scott's legs to his cock and pulled it's head down to meet her lips. Lightly she stroked as her tongue taunted over the dripping head. Taking it in her warm wet mouth she began to suck milking it's droplets of pre-cum into her mouth.

Just as Scott sighed, Jess wickedly let his cock go. Holding her hand up to him, "Ready to get wet?" she purred, batting her eyes playfully as she tilted her head............................................................

Scott would watch as she swam over to him, her pink little nibbles pressing out hard as the cool water and her excitement grow. Smirking as felt all along that hunk of meat in his boxers, he was more then happy to oblige her as he leaned up. His boxers removed, and that huge cock swayed outwards. He watched her go a bit cross eyed looking at the mass of flesh. Then her hands and lips were on him.

She sucked and licked him like a woman starved, and from the sounds of it she had every reason to be. A limp dick husband with a small cock, yep this housewife was ready to get used by a real man.

His toes curled as she licked at his balls, heavy against her lips, she could feel their weight against her tongue. Whole lot of seed in them. He mm’d head rolling back as he savored her licking. He’d then watch as her pretty little mouth opened to take that cock head in. The mass stretched her lips wide, and he grinned. Yep he was going to make this little hot one a size queen. He moaned as she bathed his cock with attentions of tongue and lips, feeling her head moving as she did.

Then…she stopped.

He growled slightly annoyed as he opened his eyes watching her as she pulled away from that mass. Oh no, she wasn’t done at all. Strong hands moved to cup the back of her head, fingers wrapping in red as he pushed her back on her task. This woman was going to suck his cock a bit longer, even if she didn’t want to. He had a feeling she’d comply to his needs anyway, as she was quite the accomplished cock sucker. That along showed because she took pride in it, she more then likely liked doing it.

That fat head pushed past her lips inside her mouth as he directed her head up and down, showing her the motion he was expecting from her. His hand loosened some as she got the point, bobbing her head up and down on Scott’s big cock. What she couldn’t fit in her mouth, he directed her to stroke with his free hand.

Jess grinned up at Scott as she took his mass back into her mouth. Teasingly she bit the head of his stiffened cock. Pulling it's soft skin with her teeth, Scott yanked back on her hair wrapped in his hand, moaning in painful delight. His legs secured quickly around her waist, holding her body there, below him at the pool edge.

Lifting up on her hair, Scott leaned down, his lips pressed into hers as his tongue ran the length of them.

"Bite me... will you?" he laughed, his tongue licking over her lips as he hissed.

Jess cut her eyes up at him wickedly, quickly biting his lower lips before his laugh had finished. Kissing him once, Jess lowered her head until her tongue licked over his blood filled cock. Without warning she engulfed that throbbing mass deeply into her watering mouth. Slowly, she worked over his cock, sliding it in and out of her mouth teasingly, sucking harder as the head reached her carefully placed teeth.

Scott released his grip on the long wet mess of auburn hair, placing his hands behind him on the cool wet concert. His body leaned backward as his arms locked, bracing him as he moaned each time she took that cock fully into her mouth touching the back of her throat. As Jess' motion sped to a heated pace, her mouth suck stronger and stronger on that massive cock like a cork under pressure. It's throbs echoing it's notice of possible occurrence if she didn't back off as it dripped precum into her mouth.

As Scott's precum coated her mouth, Jess savored every last droplet. It's taste delicious, wanton and sinful. Her tongue moved to that cock's little eye, opening it gently, begging for more, needing more. Jess feverishly pleasured Scott's cock, her nails on one hand digging into his thigh as the other caressingly played with his drawn balls. With each stroking slide of her mouth, Jess' mind wondered just how long it had been since she had enjoyed sex, how long had it been since a man had fucked her like she should be fucked. Her mind flipped through the pages of her mental calendar to no avail...........................................................

Scott watched in delight as the cute married redhead bobbed her head up and down on that mass of flesh. He mm’d as he licked his lips, savoring the kiss they’d just shared, and hissed every time she pushed her head down on that beast. He felt the back of her throat and grinned, having bottomed out so to say. He was sure her other set of lips would be the same. Her tongue felt deviously sinful on his big cock, feeling as it washed over his mass with loving attention.

Hands resting on either side of him, he watched her frantic pace, this girl wanted to suck some cock that was sure. She was good at it too. He grinned as saliva and precum oozed out of the sides of her mouth, every time she pulled back her mouth showing wear and tear from taking such a magnificent cock inside her.

He hissed again as he felt her turned to work, the married woman blowing the workman right in her back yard. Was there fear of anyone watching, who was to say. Perhaps that was a good thing, as he’d be showing her neighbors what a real cocked looked like. She would be showing off those skills and wondrous body.

He looked down to her as she looked up to him, with a evil grin, he cupped her head once more and pushed her down as deep as she should go, watching her expression as he did so.