This is for James, that delicious black stud out there somewhere in the Nordic world…
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You’ve been servicing my pool since I had it built last year. I always stay inside while you’re out there. You are too much of a temptation. A dripping, chocolate dream. I usually watch you from my kitchen window, all rippling muscles and long legs. I watch your cock too, the form perfectly outlined beneath your shorts. I wonder what you look like under there, what you smell like, what you taste like and oh lord, what you would feel like. Inside me.
You’re about 25 if a day and I’m 40 so it’s sinfully wrong for me to be lusting after you. Not only because you are so young and black but because I’m married and I have never cheated on my husband. Not in 13 years of marriage. I feel like such a slut wanting you and so I stay away.
It’s a very hot day today as I lay out by the pool in a lounge chair with just my “hang out” bikini. All of the sudden I hear your voice coming from the front of my house.
“Marlena are you back there? I know it’s not my regular day but I was in the neighborhood. Is it okay if I come on back?”
“Sure James,” I say as I watch you bring the nets, brooms and chemicals that you need to do your job towards the pool deck. “I’ll just get out of your way,” I say as I start to pick up the book and soft drink besides the chair.
“Please don’t go inside Marlena. I didn’t mean to interrupt you. It’s such a gorgeous day. I’ll feel bad if you go inside. I promise not to disturb you,” you say as you smile one of your dazzling smiles.
“Okay, I’ll stay” I purr as I make my way back down to the lounge chair. I watch you intently over the rim of my book. I want to know; no I need to know if you can feel my need for you. I reach the point of decision and I decide that I want to see where this goes. I have to.
I sit on the chair with my legs a little open so you can see the outline of my pussy through my bikini bottom. You can also see the wet spot beginning to get bigger in the crotch. You know I want you so badly...I shift in my seat so you can get a good look at my breasts as they try to make their way out of the too small bikini top. I take the oil and start to rub it on my legs, then arms, then stomach. Always making sure I rub over my breasts, making my nipples so very hard.
"James, would you like something to drink?"
"No, not right now Marlena, I'm fine."
"Well, will you me a huge favor then? Will you please rub some of this oil on my back?"
You put down the pool net and walk over to the lounge chair and whisper in my ear. "You don't just want me to rub this oil on your back woman. You want me to fuck you with my big black cock, don't you?"
"Yes, yes James. That's what I want baby." God, what am I saying?