This story is completely fiction. All the characters, and events, came out of the imagination of the author. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental, and was not the intent of the author. There are no persons in this story under eighteen years of age.
My name is Larry. It was a hot summer day in Los Angeles. When it is hot in LA, the temperature soars well over one hundred degrees. No humidity, but plenty of dry heat. More like being in a furnace, rather than being in a tea pot like the wet East Coast heat. I was born and raised in California's high desert. So I was used to the dry heat.
Earlier this summer, I had graduated from high-school and now I came on my own to LA looking for work. There was no hope at all of finding a job on the high desert. Right now, my chances did not seem good here either; there were simply no jobs to be had.
My savings were getting down to almost zero and I was surviving by taking day jobs where ever I could find them. And living down on skid row in $10.00 a night rooms. For a while I wasn't doing too bad. The foreman on a construction site took a liking to me and gave me 5 days work at $12.00 an hour cleaning up the mess on a building site. But that was over a week and a half ago. So I was back wandering around the city, looking for another job.
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Her name was Lee-Ann, she was in her mid 40's but she still had the face and figure of a much younger woman. Her breasts were larger then average, about a 'C' cup, Still firm, with no sag at all. Her nipples were about a quarter inch long and as hard as little pebbles. Her hips and bottom were well formed and her legs still had a sexy smooth taper with no hint of cellulite
Right now Lee-Ann was horny, she had an itch between her legs that she needed scratched right now. It wasn't a man she craved, or at least not a man her own age. She wanted someone much younger. A boy 18 to 20 would do nicely, a young man that she could dominate and force to do her bidding. You see, Lee-Ann had a thing for young men with nice cute tight asses. She wanted to be in complete control, and a hard bodied young man would be easier to manage than someone older. She always enjoyed that; whether they enjoyed it made little difference to Lee-Ann.
She stood in front of her bedroom mirror, admiring her nude body. She ran her long sharp finger nails down her sides and stretched like a cat ready to begin her hunt. First though, she will have to put on her hunting garb, something to really attract her game. She opened her lingerie drawer and took out some black lacy panties and matching bra, and sheer nylons -- she had bought these things at Frederick's Of Hollywood for just this sort of thing. In her closet, she selected a white semi-transparent blouse. And a short soft blue skirt. After doing her makeup and hair, she was ready to prowl.
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Lee-Ann drove along Santa Monica Blvd. until she spotted a nice looking young man sitting at a bus stop. He was in his late teens. He was cute but he had a sort of shy look about him. To Lee-Ann, he would meet her needs nicely.
She pulled up in front of the bus stop, rolled down the passenger window and called to the boy. "Hi, would you like a ride?"
Larry looked up and walked over to the car. "Yes, thank you," he smiled and got into the car.
"My name is Larry," he said politely. He was trying not to stare at the woman's breasts through her sheer blouse.
"I'm Lee-Ann," she smiled, pulling away from the curb. She wanted to know certain facts about Larry before she started her seduction. So she made small talk. "Do you live around here Larry?" she asked.
"Not really. I'm here looking for work. I come from a small town on the high desert." Right now I'm living in a small rent-by-the-day room in the skid row area of town." "Oh dear," Lee-Ann said sympathetically. "Isn't that a very dangerous place for such a young boy like you? How old are you anyway?"
Larry looked across the seat at her and said, "Oh, it is just temporary until I find steady work. I'm 18, almost 19, so I'm not really so young."
Lee-Ann looked over at Larry and smiled like a cat who caught a mouse and was going to play with it before she finally devoured her prey. "Yes, you are right. 18 is not too young at all. After all, you are of legal age and free to make your own decisions." She reached down and rested her hand on his upper leg, only inches from his crotch.
Larry looked down at Lee-Ann's hand. It was moving ever so slowly higher on his leg. This was making him very nervous, even though the feel of her searching fingers was arousing to the boy. Except for one time when he felt the budding breast of a high school date, this was the second and most erotic experience of his young life.
"Have you found a job yet?" asked Lee-Ann. A sly smile on her lips.
"No, not yet," he said, "I just finished 5 days work on a construction site, but now I'm looking for something else to do."
"Well then, maybe I can help you out. I have a few things I would like you to do at my house. Are you willing to do anything I tell you for money? I can pay you about $20.00, an hour if you are willing," she smiled at the hidden meaning behind her statement.
"Oh thanks," Larry said. "I'll do anything you say for that kind of money. What is it that you want me to do?"
"Why don't we drive over to my place? We can discuss your duties there." She gave his thigh a squeeze and put her hand back on the steering wheel.
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They arrived at Lee-Ann's house about 20 minutes later.
Larry thought it was a nice little house on a double lot. It was set back away from the street, surrounded by trees and bushes. She pulled her car straight into the garage and closed the door, against nosy neighbors.
