My name is Leda. I'm of Greek-Armenian ancestry, I turned 52 two Springs ago. I taught part-time at a community college then until I was laid off due to budget cuts. I enjoyed the job and especially the diverse student body and was totally devastated when my lover also dumped me at the same time. Fortunately I found an interim job as a Nanny a few months later with a lovely yuppie Black couple.
To a city dweller like me, the house on the hillside way out in the country, with a sweeping view of the lake in the distance seemed serene. With the continuous symphony of sounds made by crickets, birds, and the rustle of leaves and grass in the wind...
All of this complimented by the whiff of lavender and other blossoms of the flora and fauna. This is the sort of place I'd like to live in for the rest of my life, I thought as I sat by the poolside in the back garden. Reveling in the sultry heat of summer and enjoying a much needed respite from the stress of city life and from work.
Tasha and her husband Rick had just bought the brand new country home on Lake Eden. As people of color, they seemed to have been well received by their mostly white neighbors in a truly upscale residential area.
I've been on the job for three days and I loved it. Sitting by the pool late that Friday morning, listening to Jazz, gorging myself on cognac and smoked shrimp, enjoying the laughter of the three year old twins at play.
I have been described as a striking woman, with long prematurely greying hair hazel eyes and thick black eye-brows. My hips and ass curve beautifully. My shapely legs unusually hairy. My diaper size black bush with strands of grey, covers my entire lower abdomen and is very thick over my cunt. My attractive face is devoid of make-up but glowing, enhanced by the white abalone earrings that I like to wear. I was to look after the kids Monday thru Friday and occasionally stay over when Tasha and Rick had to attend a social function or go on a trip. I lived in the nearby town of Darwin with my 20 year old daughter. I am divorced. Being a mother myself, I was very good with the twins.
A recent discovery by me was a stage in menopause, characterized by a resurgence in my sexuality, after a period of deep sadness and emptiness.
Now I was in search of new experience, driven by an inner urge for adventure, erotic or otherwise, having been thru a long period of sexual dormancy and hibernation, after my divorce. Women my age sometimes exude power, wealth, self-confidence beauty and desirability. Other times depressed, lonely, bewildered, unsettled and confused. But always audacious in their sexuality, their femininity; their salt-and-peppery elegance. They have eyes that hide sadness but need love...
I arrived on the job one morning only to meet Omar, Tasha's older brother who was visiting. A suave athletic smooth talking handsome dude in his mid-30's. Within 24 hours we both knew that something was happening between us. As we talked Omar's darkly attractive presence began to excite me. I sensed his thoughts flowing into me caressing me. I was seduced and captivated by his gracious artfulness...My ardent response to his sugary glances and soft talk had generated deep erotic desires in me. With the twins fast asleep I went into Omar's room naked knowing he was waiting for me.
The mid-afternoon sun slanted thru the window, falling across his naked body on the bed. My eyes swept over him, up then down, then settling on his big, rigid cock, assessing him. We stared at each other in silence.
His wanton gaze devoured me inch by inch and especially my crotch area taking in the veritable jungle of wild, unruly hair, "how resplendent and glorious" he said of my hirsutism. His cock stood bolt upright at the sight of my glorious body,
"You have the smoothest, most lovely brown skin I've ever seen Omar" I said softly. We lay entwined on the silk sheets of the bed, caressing, stroking, licking each other...His dark, brownish-bronze skin seemed to merge with my honey-dark-olive hue. He inhaled the sweet natural scent of my cunt, like the succulent fruit of summer. He took my breasts in his hands, kneading, the nipples quivering towards him.
