The Landscaper

[kittykateater]

(Looking for a woman to write the role of the bored, lonely, horny housewife---she can have any name, hair color, eye color, age (from 20 up to about 45), ethnicity, personality....your choice--she's YOUR character to create]

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It was a sweltering hot day, and I'd already mowed way too many lawns, pruned way too many trees, clipped way too many hedges for one day. I had long since had to remove my shirt in a fruitless attempt to stay cool, and I was in grave danger of dehydrating from all the sweat beading all over my bare chest.

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But I had one last call to make before I could call it a day. I figured it would be some aging, bored widow of about 80, who would try to hit on me. I get way too many of those in my business, and I figured this was another. Especially since when she had called, she had told me "I have a BUSH that desperately needs attention!" and she had giggled nervously on the word "bush." But she hadn't balked at my price quote, and I couldn't afford to turn away any serious business.

But when I rang the bell and she answered the door, this was no senior citizen. Even in her shapeless terrycloth bath robe and a towel wrapped around her head, I could tell she was a knockout! Just like on the phone, she seemed shy and nervous, which was charming and endearing. She had NO idea how beautiful and sexy she was, which made her VERY attratctive in my eyes. Usually a woman this beautiful is completely stuck-up and unapproachable. Yet here she stood before me, in only a robe, and not at all aware how hot she looked.

"I'm Fred...." I began, then I felt like such a fool for saying that, since huge lettering on the side of my pickup truck behind me said "Fred's Landscaping".

"And you are?" I continued

I noticed her gazing at my bare chest, and she seemed totally lost in la-la land.

"You called me? I'm Fred....umm, you said something on the phone about a BUSH that needs attention?" Now it was my turn to laugh nervously. What if she meant THAT kind of bush and THAT kind of attention needed, and what if the kind of TOOL that I needed for this job was not a pair of hedge-clippers?

"And you are....?" I repeated. There was another long pause, another long gaze at my bare, sweat-dripping chest....this time, accompanied by a long, slow, suggestive lick of her tongue across her upper lip....before she finally told me her name.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

OOC: hope you dont mind me picking up the role. Glad to have you in my thread, so I am hopefully returning the favor tenfold! J.




Lori stood there in her towel wrapped head and terry cloth robe almost as if into space. She was aware that she had called the Landscapers, that was what she was told to do. But, after hours spent on her computer, reading erotic literature and watching downloadable porn movies, she was anxious, arroused. She had been taking a cold shower as the doorbell rang.

"Im, uh Lori Perkins. Sorry, my mind wanders sometimes. You said your name was Fred right, well, I DO have a bush that needs tending to, but from the looks of you, you need something or someone to tend to you. Please come in and allow me to get you something cold to drink" she said stepping aside as he stepped into the foyer of her house.

"Please forgive the mess, I have been, um, busy this morning, I hope a beer is okey with you?" she said. Pulling the towel from her hair, her shoulder length brunette hair fell in cascading waves down her back. Tossing her head over her shoulder, she spoke again. Her voice, clear and easy, was soft and alluring. She was a mere 5'7 and her blue eyes, sparkled when she laughed.

"Please Fred, come on in the kitchen and make yourself at home. The beer is in the fridge, while I get out of this old robe into something more suitable" she said hesitating on the last few words. She stood just at the bottom of the steps and as he passed her walking into the kitchen, she could feel the heat from his skin. Her pussy ached to be touched and his scent did nothing to satiate her desire.

 

[kittykateater]

Lori told me that her mind had wandered when I asked her name. Her mind wasn't the only thing wandering, as her eyes continued to wander from my sweat-soaked chest, to my belt buckle, to my zipper, then back up again.

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To tell the truth, my own mind was starting to wander now, too. I began to wonder how Lori's finger-tips would feel on all the places her inquisitive and slightly-hungry gaze was already touching.

Lori drew a step closer, to usher me in the door. The she unwraped the towel from around her hair, shaking her beautiful brunette mane free, to tumble in soft, gentle waves down to her shoulders. As she shook her hair free of her towel, little droplets of water from her hair and forehead splatterd onto my bare chest. It occurred to me that the water landing in my chest hairs had just been touching Lori's soft skin and beautiful hair. Did she hear the soft, contented sigh I let out on that realization?

She took even one step closer toward me. I was guessing she was about 5'7" to my 5'10", and my naughty mind was already thinking that was a pretty good height difference when locked together in a hot 69. Jeez, I'd just MET this woman, why was I already thnking of her in this way? I'm not a sleazoid like this!

But then agan, I mean...LOOK at her! She's gorgeous! And she seems toally innocent, totally unaware of how beautiful and sexy she is, totally oblivious to the effect she has on men, the effect she was having on ME right now!

She offered me a beer. Was she kidding me? It's 110 degrees in he shade and I'm dehydrating fast, and beer is like 96% salt or something like that, it's the LAST thung I need right now! But I sure wasn't going to argue with this sexy, nearly-naked lady. So I graciously accepted the proferred beer, but made a pretensse of continuing our conversation, so as not to have to open and drink the beer.

She told me she was going to change into something more suitable, and she began to walk away. Was she playing me? That's the oldest cliche in the book...almost as bad as her comment that she has a BUSH that needs attention!

As she passed me on the way out of the kitchen, she gently brushed up against me. Was that deliberate? Was it my fevered imaging, or did she actually PURR when her skin touched mine?

Her face just inches from my sweaty chest, she let out a sniff.

"Yeah, yeah!" I thought. "I stink, I need a shower! What do you WANT lady, I've been working in the hot sun all day! Of COURSE I stink!"

But to my surprise, instead of holding her nose, she actually smiled. She took another sniff, and this time it was no imagining. She smiled again and sighed "Mmmmmmmm!"

I don't think she meant me to hear, but just as she was getting out of ear shot, I distninctly heard her whisper to herself, "Mmmmm! MAN sweat!"

I put the beer back in the fridge, and rummaged for something less salty. My eyes spotted a tall, frosty pitcher of lemonade, so I poured myself a glass. I was slowly sipping, pondering what was up with Lori, when she returned, I guess I had been in la-la land for a while, just as she had been earkier, while at the doorway. Yeah, I had been daydreaming for a while, lost in thought about the VERY interesting situation I now found myself in.

"I thought you might like to cool off in the pool before you get started on my bush," Lori called cheerily.

"Hell yeah," I thought. "I'd just LOVE to get started on your bush!" Why was I thinking such nasty thoughts? I'm a gentleman, this isn't ME! Not me at ALL! But then again, just LOOK at Lori! I can't HELP thinking this way about her!

I looked up to see Lori's outstretched hand offering me a pair of dark blue nylon swim trunks. "These should fit you, I think," she whispered, smiling sweetly.

Now it was MY turn to give her the once-over. This woman had even better curves than I had imagined when she had stood before me in her shapeless towel. Her breasts were just about spilling out of her flourescent green bikini top. Her hips had impossibly sexy curves, which I now longed to hold in my hands while kissing her pretty little mouth very hotly. And oh that bubble-shaped booty, in her tiny flourescent green bikini bottom! Damn! Just...just DAMN! Yet her face had SUCH a look of innocence, as did her choice of a child-like bikini color rather than, say, hot pink, red, or black, as you might expect of a female temptress on the prowl.

The look of innocence on her impossibly curvy body was a paradox that defnitely suited her. My eyes gave her another once-over, and I silently nodded my approval of ALL that I saw now!

"You don't MIND if I join you in the pool, do you?" she smiled softly.

MIND? Jeez, is she KIDDING me or what?

She just stood there gazing at my sweaty chest. "I envy your lemonade!" she smled softly. Until she said that, I hadn't even realized I had been slowly rubbing the frosty glass acoss my overheated chest! She must have thought I was trying to seduce her, and I began to wonder if maybe some part of me was tryng to do exactly that!

There was a long, uncomfortable silence, and she was looking at the swim trunks I was holding.

"Oh my gosh," I wondered. "Does she expect me to change right here, in front of her?"

"Ummmmm," I spoke up hesitantly, nervously. "Where do I change?"

"Oh!" she giggled nervously. She had such a great nervous giggle! Very sweet, sexy, and well....AROUSING! "Upstairs, second door on the left."

As I climbed the stairs, I couldn't help pausing on each step to gaze back at her incredibly generous bosom in her teeny-tiny bikini top. They had to be....what, 38, maybe 40? And at LEAST a C cup...if not a D! Each time I gazed back at her, I realized she was checking out my BUTT! But I didn't mind that at all! Not at ALL! Hell, what guy minds a pure HOTTIE checking him out?

Lori was right, the swim trunks fit me great...except for one problem! The front was uncomfortably tight...mostly due to the hard-on that the sight of Lori in her green bikini had caused. Try as I did, I couldn't make my bug bulge subside.

I walked back down the stairs the best I could, considerng how tight my trunks felt now, how the fabric restricted my walking, and wondering if Lori would notice the huge PIPE in my trunks...and would she mind it? Would she notice? Hiw could she NOT? Would she be insulted and upset...or flattered?

And was I reading too much into the hungry way she always seemed to look at my bare chest, or did Lori have some scheme cooked up for our swim together?

I opened the sliding glass door to her back yard. She took my hand in hers and, smiling, she guided me toward her pool. I didn't know WHAT to expect now! Her many soectacular curves said one thing, her innocent smile told another story. Her skimpy bikini that exposed ALL of her delicious curves said yes, but her choice of a completely unsexy, little-girl fabric color left a big question mark about what, exactly, she had in mind.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

She stood by the side of the pool watching and waiting. She knew that she had reached the desired affect she was attempting. Yes, she could have probably dressed in something a little more enticing, maybe a red or black swimsuit, but why be obvious? Why not let him wonder what she was thinking?

Lori wanted to take the glass from him and plaster herself against his sweaty chest and inhale him from the skin. She longed to feel the sweat as it plastered to her own body as they fucked like wild animals.

"Last one in" she said and her giggles were met with the sounds of splashing water as she plunged in. The water cool on her hot skin, seemed to surround her and she welcomed it. Popping her head above water, she smiled up at him.

"Come on in, that is if you arent afraid the water will damage your, um, POWER TOOLS" she said stressing and emphasising the last two words. She was mildly aware of her taught brown nipples pressing into the wet fabric of her bikini and the way it held shape to her cuves like a second skin now that it was wet.

 

[kittykateater]

I very tentatively stepped outside in my swim trunks, and closed the sliding glass door behind me:

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I was more than a litte nervous, still uncertain of Lori's intentions, and fearing that the prying eyes of nosy neighbors might see the mischief I sensed we were about to get ourselves into.

I stepped over by the edge of the pool, and I watched, totally transfixed, as Lori got in:

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Lori packed more swaying sensuality into her curvy little hips, climbing into that pool, than a whole roomful of Victoria's Secret models strutting down the catwalk. I couldn't move, I just stood and watched, totally hypnotized by her now.

The water seemed to mold the floursecnt-green fabric even tighter to her skin. I just stood there, gazing into the pool, admiring her acres of exposed cleavage, and her very hard nipples that seemingly were trying to poke twin holes right through the wet nylon of her tiny bikini top.

"Come on in, that is if you aren't afraid the water will damage your, um, POWER TOOLS" she said, stressing and emphasising the last two words.

I thought SHE had a sweet, innocent side to her sexiness. But honestly, I swear I can be SUCH a clueless nerd sometimes! Did I actually say aloud: "Don't you KNOW water and electricity don't mix?" I felt like SUCH an idiot!

Then I noticed where her hungry gaze was fixed on me now:

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And it finally dawned on me exactly what "tool" held her interest now! I only hoped I could deliver sufficent power to her, through my 7-inch "power screw-driver" to hold her interest and keep her happy!

I climbed into the pool at last. I could almost hear my buddy Jim taking bets...he takes bets on just about EVERYTHING...I could hear him in my mind, taking bets on exactly how long it would take Lori to get me OUT of my swim trunks!

"You know...." I grinned. "Come to think of it, I wouldn't mind at all, using my tool to create an electric shock or two with you, right here in the pool!"

Lori, ever the playful minx, began to swim away from me, laughing and giggling and daring me to try to catch her. I switched directions a couple of times, sometimes swimming toward her, sometimes away from her, confusing her and keeping her guessing where I might move next. Until finally I got her trapped in the corner of the pool, between the ladder and the air filter, with nowhere left to swim away from me.

I swam straight at her now, treading water in front of her, and I clamped both of my hands on her spectacularly curvaceous hips, giving them a gentle squeeze. Then I gradually arose out of the water, standing before her, wearing only my tight, wet swim trunks, an enormous grin, and a raging hard-on.

As I arose up out of the water, I slowly slid my face up her torso, kissing her thighs, then deliberately skipping the tiny nylon front of her bikini bottoms to tease her mercilessly.

Of course, I was also teasing myself in the process...Lori had called my landscaping service because she had a "bush" that needed attention. And right now, I longed to kiss that hot little bush of hers, right THROUGH the tiny flourescent-green triangle of her nylon bikini bottom. But my desire to tease her was stronger than my desire to kiss her bush...at least for now. So next I kissed her belly button, then her ribs. I planted a fleeting, teasing kiss in her cleavage, again teasing her mercilessly by deliberating avoiding those huge , hard nipples that were BLARING through her tight green bikini top.

At last I stood up fully, right in front of her. I wrapped my strong, muscular arms around her neck and shoulders, pulling her close, pulling her tightly to me. I kissed her hotly on the lips, feeling her own soft lips schorching me, burning me, with her sizzling, passionate desires now.