It was brutally hot that day. It was the middle of August and I hated my parents for not putting in the pool they had promised me so long ago. It was the summer between my graduation from high school and my first year of college, and it would have been so great to have my friends over to lay out and swim. But my parents just didn't have the time for that this year; both traveled a lot on business, leaving me at home for extended periods of time. This was my third week straight by myself, and I loved every minute of it. The house was stocked with food, and the maid did the housecleaning.
But sunning during the day, and going out with my friends at night was getting quite boring. I knew that my first year in college would be difficult though, and I just tried to relax as I prepared for the fall. I missed my mom; we were very close, and I felt as if I didn't have anyone to confide in when she was not around, even though we talked by phone every night. She basically ran the household. My dad was so whipped by her sexuality that he would do anything she asked. My mom was very dominant, and she kept a close eye on everything dad did. Actually, I call my mom by her first name, Terri. My dad's name is John. I call him by his first name also.
I can remember Terri telling me when I was sixteen, "Linda, you have the look of a twenty-five year old. You need to know everything there is to know about sex." And she told me everything. I lost my virginity soon after, and matured quickly. I was five foot ten, 128 pounds, wavy brown hair curling down to the back of my neck, and a nice figure. Terri and I even wore the same size bra, 38C. Her and I were still going nude around the house, which drove my dad wild. I suppose my mom did this to keep him on a sexual edge. She needed sex a lot, and her and John were always fucking. Sometimes I fantasized about joining them, but I usually just ended up masturbating a lot.
On this day I was still somewhat hungover from the night before. I had invited my best friend Marie over, and we drank some vodka, while watching porn tapes in my parent's bedroom. Marie ended up passing out, and I masturbated with her right next to me on the bed. She had just left now, and I took a cold shower in an attempt to shake off the cobwebs. Our maid Emily had already arrived, and I greeted her in the nude (she was used to that).
She made me coffee, which helped me to wake up. As I sat in one of the breakfast barstools, I lit up a cigarette, which seemed to surprise her. Emily was a dark Mexican woman, and very attractive for aged forty. She was married, with three kids, and she had been our maid for around five years. We knew each other well. So there I sat, legs spread, puffing on a Marlboro, nipples hard, pussy getting wetter by the second, talking to our maid. I loved being nude in front of her, and I could feel her eyes roaming all over my body. We chatted for a few minutes as I drank the coffee, and I grabbed my shades and headed out onto the back porch to layout. It was already close to ninty degrees outside, and I baked under the sun's steaming rays.
Even though our back porch was not totally secluded, Terri and I didn't care about laying out nude. I could see our neighbor, Jeff, mowing the grass next door. A nice looking man, he was in his mid forties, and divorced. I kept peeking over my magazine to see if he was looking at me, and sure enough, he seemed to be mowing in circles. He was riding the mower in only a shorts and tennis shoes, and I couldn't keep my eyes off his chest as he rode by, less than one hundred feet away. Never before had I ever thought about fucking him, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I looked at the sliding door to see Emily staring at Jeff, and me. I began to touch my clit, and I could feel the heat burning in my pussy. Sweat rolled off my body, and I took a long drink of water. I stood up, and could see that Jeff had stopped mowing, looking directly at me. Before I went back in the kitchen, I slapped my ass, and waved for him to come over.
Emily was still in the kitchen as I walked in. She looked rattled, like a frightened rabbit.
"Miss Linda, what were you doing there?" she asked.
"What's wrong?"
"I just have never seen you touch your body there. What if the man comes over?"
"I want him to come over here, Emily." I began to massage my tits, without really thinking.
"Why, Miss Linda?"
"I am going to seduce him, that's why. Take the rest of the day off, and be back tomorrow."
"I would like to stay and watch, if that is ok with you, Miss Linda."
"Very well, you may stay, but stay out of sight for a while." I told her.
"Of course, Miss Emily."
I have to admit the thought of being watched was totally exciting to me. Emily and I went upstairs, and I went to my bedroom, finding a pair of white pumps to put on. The doorbell rang soon after, and I slowly walked back down the stairs.
I looked through the peephole, and saw Jeff standing there, shirtless. I swung the door open, and he seemed stunned when he saw I was nude, except for the heels. All he wore at this point were a pair of flimsy jogging shorts.
"Hi Jeff, and yes, my parents are out of town." I told him.
"You look fantastic, Linda."
"So do you, neighbor." I looked him up and down. He was an attractive man, the rugged type, dark hair, although thinning, but a really nice body, and a definite bulge in the front of his shorts. I was so turned on by this scene, and I wanted it in the worst way. Jeff was about the same height as me, but with my heels on, I was about four inches taller than he was. My nipples rubbed his furry chest as I moved closer to him, and I could feel the bulge touch my pussy. Jeff wrapped his arms around me, and we kissed passionately. After a minute I broke off the kiss, and took his hand, leading him into the kitchen.
"Take off the shorts, Jeff." He had them off in a second, and I was thrilled to see such a beautiful cock. Jeff had an immense patch of fur there also, with a pair of nice hairy balls to boot. I leaned him back into one of the barstools, and I reached over to the countertop and grabbed a rubber band, which I used to put my hair in a ponytail.
"Jeff, when was the last time you had a nineteen year old suck your cock?" I asked.
"Never in my life." He replied.
"When was the last time you had your cock sucked at all?"
