Lisa had decided to take the day off. Her husband wasn’t home; he was in class at the local community college. It was Friday and her week had been Hell so far. She is a manager at her job and can often take care of problems her supervisors can’t handle using her cell phone so taking a day off now and then wasn’t a huge problem. It was mid-summer and the forecast was for sunny skies and warm. Lisa called work; thankfully things had calmed down compared to what they were earlier in the week. The supervisors that work for her are very competent and they assured her they would take care of things and would call if something came up they couldn’t handle. Lisa felt she deserved a day of relaxation after all stress she had been through the previous four days and if they did need her she could always make the short drive to work.
The house was quiet. With sun just starting to burn off the summer’s morning fog and the temperature warming nicely outside, lying in the sun reading would be an excellent way to sooth her nerves so she could enjoy the weekend with her husband. Lisa ran a bath to get relaxed and she loved smelling fresh and perfumed as her flesh warmed in the sun. As she bathed, her thoughts wondered to the conversation during the last time she and her husband made love. They shared sexual fantasies like they had done many times before. The pillow talk had been very exciting. With the week she’d had, it had been a while since the last time they were together and she was beginning to feel horny as her thoughts lingered back to their discussion. Lisa wished he were there with her, making love to her, helping her forget the demands of her job. Her hand slid between her legs and she gently caressed her clit to a soft soothing orgasm. Oh, how she wished he were there to fill the need she had for a man inside her. She got out of the tub and dried off, dressed only in a towel and applied her favorite perfume her husband had bought her. The aroma would remind her of him since he was not able to be there with her.
After mixing a stiff drink, Lisa got a book she’d been reading, tanning oil, a portable CD player and went to the rear deck. Their home is at the end of a private drive, and as she had done many times before, Lisa unwrapped the towel and spread it on the chaise lounge chair, leaving her nude outside the house. During winter, the deck can be seen from the neighbors’ homes through the woods and across the pasture that bordered back of their property; but during summer the leaves of the trees provide the privacy that allowed her a no tan-line tan. After turning on her favorite CD and setting the volume low to enjoy the soft voice of her favorite female artist, she lay down and applied a liberal amount of oil to her smooth clean skin. The slippery liquid felt very sensuous on her breasts as her hands passed over them. Her nipples became very erect as they reacted to the erotic stimulation. She gently rolled them between her fingers before moving her hands farther down her body. This sent sensations of desire to her now very moist vagina. Lisa put her hand there, massaging her sex, one of her lubricated fingers easily sliding inside. She was extremely horny now and she fought to move her hand away since her husband was not there to satisfy her need.
Lisa opened the book and began to read. The sun was hot and her drink was a welcome relief to the heat. The glass emptied faster than she intended and she began to relax. The soothing music and the effects of the rapid consumption of alcohol soon caused her to drift off to sleep. Her previous arousal brought an erotic dream. The details were not clear but she was getting very stimulated from the sexy visions. She was moaning from the scenes flashing through her mind. Her pussy was very wet and her nipples as hard as pebbles.
She was startled by a sound from behind her. Lisa quickly stood and peered down over the railing to investigate the origin of the noise. She was shocked to see a man standing just below her. Not remembering she was nude, she asked, “Can I help you?”
From look on his face she could tell he wasn’t expecting anyone to be home. He looked up at her staring in disbelief that the voice was from a naked woman standing looking down at him. He politely turned his head and explained he was there to read the electric meter.
It wasn’t until he turned his eyes away from her that Lisa realized she had nothing on. The dream must have been very erotic because her nipples were stiff and she could feel her juices running down her legs. She swiftly retrieved the towel and did her best to conceal her excited body behind it. She told him, “You can turn back around I’m covered now.” Lisa apologized for embarrassing him; “I didn’t expect anyone on this side of the house today.”
He replied, “I did not seen a car in the drive, so I didn’t think anyone was home.” He apologized to her, “I am so sorry for bothering you I will be finished in a moment. It is my fault, I invaded your privacy, I should whistle or something so this won’t happen in the future.”
Lisa consoled, “You are only doing your job and since my car is inside with the garage door shut you had no way of knowing anyone was home.”
As Lisa spoke to him she was pleased to see he was an attractive well-built young man. She concluded he must be mid twenties compared to her early forties. There was an obvious bulge beginning to form in the front of his shorts and she was extremely flattered she could still cause a stir in a man so many years younger than her. Ironically, Lisa found herself enjoying the interruption by the handsome young man. She somehow wanted to repay the unknown compliment he had given her from his arousal, so she quickly thought with the mid-day temperatures, he would probably appreciate a drink of water or a cold soda. Lisa asked, “Would you like something to drink, it is very hot out here?”
Only now did he turn his head back toward her as he replied, “That would be nice but I have disturbed you enough and I don’t want to be anymore of a nuisance than I’ve already been.”
She insisted, “It is no trouble at all, come around and when you’re finished and ring the bell at the front door.”
Securing the towel around her body Lisa went inside and grabbed a cola from the fridge. In just a moment, the bell rang and she opened the door. She invited him in out of the heat as she offered him the chilled can. He was tall, taller than she was able to observe looking down on him from the height of the deck. The fullness of his shorts had not subsided and her feelings of being physically appreciated by him returned. Lisa’s was experiencing an unexpected desire for the handsome stranger standing before her.
She thought back to the fantasies she and her husband had discussed during their last intimate time together. They had discussed the popular scenario of a woman home alone seducing a handsome stranger, perhaps a deliveryman, convincing him to take time out of his busy schedule to make love to her. This young man wasn’t there to make a delivery, but he was a handsome stranger that had surprised her at home alone; and after all he had seen her naked. Her husband had remarked how exciting it would be if this actually happened, but she felt he thought he was safe with his comments, as the opportunity would probably never present itself. He felt so secure with his banter, he practically challenged her, daring her by saying she had lost her youthful lust for sex that might have led her to do something like that years ago.
