It had been close to three months since my dream like encounter with the Latino landscapers. Nevertheless, every morning since, the memories kept coming back into my head. Most morning I would wake up and find myself touching myself in a caressing manner reliving the experience of the wildest sexcapade of my life.
I had seen the boys on occasions from a distance while they worked in our yard, or driving through the area but being pragmatic decided it was a one off, by a couple of twenty year olds taking advantage of a forty year old, not that I was complaining at all.
It was September, I awoke on Thursday morning to see Martin already dressed and ready for work, he was in such a rush he hardly said goodbye ...the kids were away until the Saturday on a school trip.. I dozed in bed until about 7.30am then got up got dressed in my torn up jeans and a bit of a skimpy white T shirt and dashed around the house tidying up, by 8am I was heading down to the garden nursery for a few bedding plants for the front border ..I picked up a trolley at the entrance and has a wander around, at that time in the morning their was hardly a soul there, by this time I was near the back of the store grounds and I as turned around to return on the same path my heart gave a massive leap as Polo approached me arm outstretched to give me a hug,
"Hi Sue, I have missed you," he said, I just melted in his arm knowing I was his to do with as he wanted While the hug was quickly over he whispered it my ear "Is the bush still trimmed"
Before I can answer, his hand is down the front of my tatty jeans straight to my pussy to check and then with a big smile he continues to stoke me in the middle of the aisle, with me enjoying the stroking but looking up and down for other shoppers to catch us, He realizes the predicament and virtually drags me into a staff work and storage area, pushes me to my knees, drop his shorts where I eagerly grab his beautiful penis and take it straight down my throat with the help of my two hand as well, I had his power tool totally in my control,
"Now in me," I gasped out to him and he quickly lifted me up bent me over what smelt like a diesel fifty five gallon drum, virtually ripped my jeans and underwear down and with a few dragging of his penis up my slit he went all the way in. I has been ready for this moment the first time I saw him in the store There was certainly no pretence at a romantic moment this was just sheer unadulterated fucking at its best.
I was on my second orgasm as he finally filled me up, but we both stay connected for a few more moments to let the sheer power of sexual satisfaction flow over us both. As we came back down to earth, Polo pulled up his shorts and tried to get my clothes rearranged. With my hair looking wild as well, I looked like I had been dragged through a hedge backwards, with my jeans looking like they were going to fall to bits and my T shirt stinking of diesel from the drum I had been bent over.
It really was quite a funny situation but we managed to get out through a side exit
I left my trolley with the bedding plants behind, Polo had told me that Gilberto was outside in their big motor home and I could clean up in there. We got to the motor home and I was amazed this is a 40ft home on wheels with absolutely everything from a shower to king size bed with a TV to a full size refrigerator and microwave oven, even with leather furniture; it was obviously a few years old but in immaculate condition.
We clambered aboard, to see Gilberto sitting at the table having his coffee and he roared with laughter when he sees the state of me.
"Polo," he says to his brother, "what have you done to our Sue," Polo laughed.
".I saw Sue," he said, "I just needed to fuck her immediately.
"Well let's get her cleaned up," said Gilberto.
He leaned into a draw and pulled out a huge men's t-shirt, "This will do as a dress for you for now Sue." He then leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
"Do I get a turn later."
I looked him back straight in the eyes and said, "Do you need it."
"Oh yes." he said.
"Then you get all you need I replied with a smile." We headed into the shower.
Ten minutes later, I emerged feeling clean and refreshed even my hair washed with my white T-shirt dress on. I had managed to salvage the belt from my jeans, which made the outfit look quite presentable, all my old clothes I had put in a plastic bag to be disposed in the trash.
I got home. I came back out into the main cabin and both the boys were sitting at the table giving me a few appreciative whistles.
Gilberto called me to his side and asked, "Have you put on a little weight Sue."
Hubby Martin, had already said this a few days before that my stomach seem to have added a few pounds and I was a bit embarrassed by this, But Gilberto asked me to lift the shirt for an inspection, which I did, and with both his big brown hands he roamed the entire region. Concluding he liked it, which of course brought a great big smile to my face, of course, I am sure he also wanted to check the shaven pussy as well, an important factor it seemed for the boys.
The boys were going through all their business details at the table so I got a coffee and sat in the big front passenger, which was swiveled to face the main compartment. They told me they were expecting another visitor shortly and would I mind waiting of course not I said, no rush for me today at all.
It must have been about 45 minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Polo answered it, and in led Sarah, a neighbor of two streets away from myself. I did not know her more than a casual good morning type neighbor, and that our sons shared some classes together. I remember her being a keep fit fanatic, which seemed to be borne out by the running shoes, tight running top and shorts she was wearing. However, she was a few years older than I was! She gave both brothers a hug as a hello and sat in the swivel chair next to me, looking at me she said:
"Hi Sue how are you." are you a member of the group as well.
