Dana sighed at sight of her rental home as she pulled up the long driveway. She and her husband, James, were on the verge of bankruptcy. Every few weeks or so, James would have to leave on month long business trips, leaving her alone to manage the properties and help the tenants.
Unfortunately, due to her husband's gambling problem and alcoholism, they had to sell a lot of the other properties they owned to pay for their ever-growing debt. The couple had already moved from their large 5-bedroom home on a healthy acre of land to a small, one bedroom apartment with a pathetic backyard.
Dana had grown to resent her husband over these past few years. At this point she assumed he spent his "work trips" losing their money to gambling and hookers. She couldn't stand the sight of him most days, and their marriage had been sexless for 3 months at this point.
She would have to settle for her right hand, porn, and her imagination to make it through her tougher moments. She never truly felt satisfied. The thought of being fucked couldn't compare to actually having a man shove his cock in and out of various orifices.
Dana cursed her husband's name under her breath as she rang the doorbell to the property. The tenants were kind enough to let her spend the weekend while her apartment was being fumigated.
Dana had to admit she was excited to see these tenants in particular. Luis and Tomas were her favorite, they were kind and always paid on time. They were in construction and carpentry as well, so they fixed the place up nicely for a couple bucks off of their rent.
A few moments later, Luis, the older of the two brothers, opened the door.
"Hey, Luis", Dana flashed him a smile, "Thank you guys again for letting me stay for the weekend"
Luis nodded and stepped to the side to let her in. Luis didn't really talk much, so she wasn't surprised. Tomas was seated at the table eating chicken and rice. He looked up and gave her a sweet smile and wave before continuing to eat.
"You guys have done such a nice job with the place", Dana said in awe. It looked like they installed new windows and retiled the kitchen floor. "You two are really spoiling me and James." She chuckled.
Tomas stood up from his place at the table and wiped his hands on his pants, "We also redid that large storage closet and converted it into a spare bedroom."
"You're kidding me?!" Dana squealed, "Take me there, I have to see."
Tomas led her down the hall to the room she had only known to be large, stuffy, and full of junk. Her jaw dropped when she saw the room was clear and clean and painted a crystal white. There was a queen size bed with a plush white comforter and soft white pillows. A large mirror was installed opposite to the bed. They even added windows that showed a view of the ample backyard and brought in a beautiful natural light. The most impressive piece was the ceiling fan with elaborate designs carved into the blades.
"This is amazing! Where did you get the ceiling fan from?"
"Luis made it", Tomas stated proudly from the doorway.
Dana was astounded, "I-I don't know how to repay you two for this."
Tomas smiled and shrugged, "Don't worry about it. We love living here, and we're happy to make it a home. We actually finished this renovation quickly when you asked to stay with us"
"You didn't have to do that for me!", Dana protested, "I'm going to treat you two to dinner at the very least."
***
An hour later they were spread out on the large living room couch grabbing slices of cheese pizza from the pizzeria up the street.
Dana found herself lost in her thoughts again. There were so many things she had to worry about, but at the same time she was exhausted from thinking so much. She took another bite of pizza and leaned back into the leather couch trying to erase her thoughts.
She heard Tomas and Luis snickering, and it caught her attention. They noticed she was looking at them and Tomas quickly explained, "Luis and I were talking about something that happened at work. We can talk in English if you want."
"Nah, it's fine", she smiled, "Spanish is a beautiful language."
Tomas smiled and the two continued their conversation in Spanish.
Spanish was indeed a beautiful language. In fact, it was an extremely sexy language. Hearing the two young men speak the language so quickly and smoothly started bothering her in the best and worst way. She started to feel that itch again. That longing to be with a man, feel a man, kiss a man, fuck a man. She quickly glanced at the two men and burned their imagines into her mind before turning her attention back to her food.
Body and personality wise, they seemed so different to be brothers. Luis was tall, slightly toned, and tan. Tomas was of an average height, a lighter skin tone, and muscular. The both of them were attractive but in very different ways.
Luis seemed introverted, pensative and mysterious, but he clearly has a creative and imaginative side based on the woodwork he had done. He wasn't overly muscular, but he had a decent amount of muscle definition visible in his arms and chest. He wore his hair tapered on the sides with a considerable amount of wavy hair on top.
Tomas was practically the opposite. He was talkative and outgoing, funny, and so sweet. He was a dedicated gym rat, and his dedication was blatantly obvious. He was very aesthetically pleasing with thick, muscular arms and legs, a toned chest, and a broad back and shoulders. Tomas wore his wavey hair long and free. Last time she saw him it was barely touching his ears, now it was longer than hers.
However, they were similar in that they both had strong indigenous features from their Mexican heritage. It was particularly evidenced by their defined noses and jawlines in their profiles.
Dana almost laughed audibly. Here she was gawking over two men in their early twenties. She was almost thirty-three herself. The thought of her being with someone whose birth year started with a 2 was laughable.
She finished her slice and stood up stretching.
"Alright boys, I'm off to bed", she said as she headed to her room.
"Night, Dana!" she heard Tomas' cheery voice behind her.
"Buenas noches, mi reina", a second voice followed.
It sounded like Luis' voice, but Dana just waved again and entered her room.
***
It was going to be another long, hot, frustrating night. Dana hadn't heard from James yet, and she didn't really give a fuck at this point. She was starting to feel the twinges of horniness arise in her again, but she thought it would be disrespectful to masturbate in her tenants' bed.
Her outfit wasn't helping the situation. She wore nothing but a maroon thong that clutched her body tightly. Her D cup breasts rose and fell on her chest as she breathed anxiously staring up at the spinning ceiling fan.
Dana felt her hand unwillingly make its way down to her thong. She started rubbing her slit through the fabric and could already feel her wetness. Using her free hand, she started stroking her left nipple, playing with the pierced flesh. Her mind turned trying to find a scenario to get off to. She considered the tenants, but suddenly she stopped. She couldn't get in the right mindset to even do it.
Frustrated, she sat up in bed and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She had been stressing for so long that it had been a while since she had observed herself in the mirror naked.
"Yup, still black", she chuckled to herself, but seriously wanting to introspect she scooched to the edge of the bed and looked at herself. Her body hadn't changed much from her twenties. She was still short, roughly 5 feet tall. Her main form of stress relief was the gym, so her body remained toned. Thanks to her mother's genes, she had thick thighs that squished whenever she sat down, and men apparently seemed to like that. Her middle section was slightly toned, though she had to admit she was sometimes jealous of the women with noticeable abs in the gym.
She leaned back on her hands further exposing her ample chest. She noticed the left nipple ring and mentally reminded herself to get the other one pierced soon.
She decided to start a hair growth journey two years ago and gave up on perms completely. Her onyx hair had grown a considerable amount and her full curls fell down to her shoulders.
She actually admired the way the moonlight bounced off of her caramel brown skin for once, but she had a nagging question.
Could a man actually find her desirable? She had been with her husband for 5 years now and confined herself to his gaze only. Other than the gym and managing the rentals (and even then, she always wore baggy clothes that would hide her figure) she didn't leave the house much. Would a man really be turned on by her?
She shrugged and decided to roam to the kitchen to grab something to drink. Assuming everyone was asleep, she just threw on a tight, white t-shirt to cover her chest and quietly tiptoed into the kitchen.
Dana grabbed one of the plastic cups still on the table from their meal and filled it at the fridge's water dispenser. Once the cup was filled, she leaned against the kitchen counter and started sipping the satisfying drink. She took a deep breath and took in the quietness of the night. A few moments later she heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
Panicked, she put the cup on the counter and looked for a place to run off to. She was only wearing a thong and t-shirt which was an extremely inappropriate attire for either of the young men to see her in. She had just hopped off the counter when she heard Luis' voice.
"Puta madre", he hissed though his teeth.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry, Luis", Dana stammered, fighting to pull her shirt to cover her panties. "I didn't think anyone would be up." She quickly tried to brush past him to head back to her room when she felt two hands pull her by her waist.
