---Premise---
This story is based on a female reader's fantasy and more hardcore than erotic writing. It's about dominance, submission, sexual humiliation and rough sex. Always keep in mind it's a fantasy. I'm not a native English speaker. So I hope you may forgive some wrong use of punctuation etc.
---Prelude---
I let out a deep sigh when I finally reclined on a sun lounger in my backyard. It was Friday afternoon, and so far the week had been extremely stressful. Today was my first chance to relax. It was a warm, sunny summer day that was perfectly suited for chilling out. And that was exactly my intent for the day.
Maybe, I should introduce myself first. My name is Jessica Addams. I'm 32 years old and work for a consulting firm. It's a rather small local branch of a global firm with a CEO and two departments. I'm the head of the management department and mostly involved with change management projects.
In a nutshell, it's an extremely busy job. It's time-consuming and stressful. But on the other hand, it's a powerful position in a male-dominated business. I'm the superior to ten employees. Not too bad for a 32 year old girl, right? However, the success comes at great expense.
A month ago, my boyfriend Nate unceremoniously dumped me after a four year relationship. It was a pretty nasty breakup. Obviously, he felt like he didn't get enough attention in between my projects.
And what did he do about it? He didn't discuss it with me at all! Instead, he started an affair with a younger woman. It took him several months of cheating to finally work up the courage to tell me that he had fallen for another girl. And that was the end of our relationship.
So that's it! Four years down the drain just like that. I hadn't even seen it coming. I guess I was too busy busting my ass on projects. Out of a sudden, I was packing my bags, looking for a new home, and saying goodbye to my old life. And all that while working long hours on the latest project.
So here I am, a newly fledged single in a new house, and finally, I've got some spare time at hands. Basking in the sun with a cold cocktail at my side, I had some time to reflect on the breakup with Nate. The first few weeks, I had been more than furious about it all. I had been so angry and upset about the way it had gone down! All I had wanted was to slap some sense into that cheating bastard of an ex boyfriend.
But instead, I had vented my anger in a different way. For the first time in years, I hadn't spent the weekends working. Instead, I had met some old girlfriends. We had dressed up and hit the clubs. It had been fun turning a blind eye to my worries and simply letting go. Somehow, this free-spirited mood had activated my naughty side. And each weekend, I had gone home with a different guy.
It made me feel more alive than ever. Hot sex with no serious consequences and no strings attached. Just some guilt-free fun - nothing more, nothing less. That was all I wanted at the moment. And the sex was awesome -- not tender love-making but raw passionate fucking.
I felt like I had a lot of catching up to do. To be honest, my sex life with Nate had been nothing to write home about. It had been far from adventurous. Quite the contrary, it had been routine. But that was over and done. Now was the time to live out my fantasies!
It wasn't just the sex I enjoyed on those nights out. Most of all, I relished the teasing and the feeling of being the center of attention. Gosh! Feeling everybody's eyes on me gets my motor running like nothing else. I guess I've got a bit of an exhibitionistic side there.
During the relationship with Nate, I had totally forgotten how much of a party girl I had been back in college. I had either been too busy with work or in a serious relationship ever since. But I'm single now, and at the moment, it was the perfect distraction from the stress in my life and especially the stress at work.
Nowadays, I'm not a college girl anymore, but I don't have to hide myself. I've been told that I'm a hot little firecracker with my beaming smile, long wavy chestnut hair, and sparkling blue eyes. The rest of my body isn't too bad either. Personally, I think I'm tight in all the right places and soft and round in all the others. I'm only 5'4" tall with a petite frame. That makes my 36c bust and curvy bubble butt even more impressive. All told, I can still compete with any college girl on a given day.
My reflection on my bygone relationship with Nate was interrupted by a knock on the garden gate. I wasn't expecting anybody, but I was grateful to get snapped out of my depressing thoughts. Swinging the gate open, I was confronted by a young Latino who was barely 20 years old. He smiled brightly when he greeted me.
Just then, I realized that I was standing in front of him clad in nothing but my bikini. I hadn't thought about my outfit as I wasn't expecting anybody. It was a tiny red string bikini with golden trim that I only wore for tanning sessions, as the scarce fabric merely covered the bare necessities. It seemed a bit inappropriate to greet a stranger in such a flimsy outfit. But hey, this was my backyard after all!
The muscular hunk didn't seem to mind it either. I instantly sensed his longing look down my cleavage and took it as a nice affirmation that I still got what it takes to make a hot, young jock check me out.
"Good evening Miss Addams, my name's Danny Rodriguez. I used to be the pool boy for the Smiths."
"Hi Danny." I greeted him back although I was a bit confused about his sudden appearance.
"Oh, no one calls me Danny, Miss. Everybody says D-Rod." He replied with a bright smile. "I was wondering, now that the Smiths have moved out, if you might need a pool boy, too."
I observed the jock's handsome face and muscled arms while he spoke. I hadn't thought about pool cleaning or yard work before. But I definitely wasn't into gardening. So what the heck! As long as the pool boy looked as handsome as this well-built jock, I wasn't about to complain.
"Yeah sure, that would be great." I told him. "You can start when?"
"Right now if it's OK with you, Miss Addams!" The young Latino replied, pointing at the equipment he had stashed in the trunk of his truck.
"Fine with me!" I nodded my agreement.
Maybe, it was the cocktail. Maybe, it was the memories of the past nights out with my girlfriends. But I felt a rush of adrenaline surging through my body at the thought of watching this ripped muscular hunk doing his work in my backyard. So I lay back on my sun lounger and treated myself to another cocktail while the jock fetched his equipment.
For the next half hour, D-Rod tended the pool while I enjoyed the sun and tried to read a book. I didn't get much reading done, though. Instead, I caught myself surreptitiously peeping over the edge of the book and observing the muscular hunk. It looked like hard work, and his tight shirt was getting drenched in sweat. Gosh, he really was a good looking young man. And I was more than ready for my next sex adventure.
I guess my observation wasn't as surreptitiously as I thought. After a while, the pool boy pulled his shirt off and continued working topless. I caught a glimpse on the tattoos covering his muscled upper arms. It only made him look manlier. He seemed to stretch and pull every sinew while cleaning the pool. Several times, he caught me glancing at his ripped abs and returned my looks with a knowing smile. Of course, I feigned ignorance.
Still, I continued my teasing. It was getting me all hot and bothered. All my worries were forgotten. I was simply enjoying the moment. Unconsciously, I started rubbing my legs together and felt my crotch getting damp.
With every passing minute, I got more adventurous. I put the book away and grabbed the cocktail. In the most seductive way I could muster, I closed my lips around the straw and started sucking on it. Over and over, my soft red lips slid up and down the plastic straw.
I knew I had the pool boy's full attention. So I feigned a little mishap and let the straw slip out of the cocktail glass. It slid down my breasts to my tight tummy. Taking my time to pick it back up, I let the plastic straw slide through my deep cleavage in a most sexy way.
If Nate could see me like that, he would burst with envy! He had never gotten me so worked up. I was in a complete teasing mood by now. Somehow, it was a challenge for me as a grown woman to entice such a young, attractive hunk. The sheer thought of seducing a boy barely out of high school made my whole body tingle with anticipation.
When the young Latino finished his work at the pool, I felt like I was stewing in my juices. He was about to take his gardening tools back to his truck. It was now or never!
As if struck by lightning, I jumped off the sun lounger and hurried into the kitchen. When the pool boy returned to the backyard to pick up the remaining tools, I was waiting for him with a glass of water.
"You did such a great job, D-Rod!" I gushed. "And you were so quick about it. You must be exhausted!"
"I brought you some refreshment. Why don't you have a drink with me?" I invited him to stay a bit longer.
Handing him the glass of water, I stepped close to him. My tits almost touched his bare, muscular chest, and my nipples clearly poked through the flimsy material of my red bikini top. I thought I had clearly telegraphed my intention. Still, the young Latino didn't react the way I had expected. He was either too dumb to be true or stringing me along.
Anyways, the excitement was killing me. I was gone way too far by now. I had to get the guy. I couldn't bother with subtle hints any longer. My eagerness to go a step further was quite a surprise - even for myself.
I knew that my neighbors weren't at home. There was no one around who could incidentally spy on me and see whatever might happen in my backyard. I definitely didn't want my neighbors to find out about my naughty adventures! So this was a onetime chance. I had to take it!
"Phew!" I exclaimed while fanning myself in an exaggerated manner. "It's so hot! I feel like my skin is burning."