Nothing makes me happier or hornier than having to call the lawn guy and arrange the summer lawn maintenance program. Sure its nothing more than mowing the lawn but that young man gets my mature juices flowing. Especially, when the summer heat wave comes on and all I see him in is some khaki cargo shorts and work boots. His lean tan body gets my mind wandering. Course it really doesnt help things that I have a dirty mind thanks to all the cuckold phone sex calls I do.
Yes you cucks keep my mind racing around all the wonderful things I could be doing with that young college boy. From cheating on my husband behind his back to having my man fluff that lawn boys raging hard cock.
Now I know your wondering have I actually fuck the lawn guy?
Well the answer would be yes and no.
See one day it was beyond hot and the poor thing was sweating up a storm, so offered him a chance to come into my air conditioned home and have some iced tea. He was more than happy to come on in and take advantage of the coolness within my home.
We sat and chatted for a bit. Him sweating away and my eyes dropping every so often to follow a bead of sweat as it ran over his chest. His eyes couldnt help but fall to my well exposed cleavage. It was a hot day this cuckold phone sex queen was wearing her low cut halter top.
Cant say what really started the romp. Believe it was rather mutual. For one moment we were chatting next we were making out and rolling around on the floor trying to remove what little clothing we had. Our bodies flipping around till my mouth had his cock in it and his tongue was lapping at my pussy.
Before we could even get to fucking we heard the sound of the garage door opening. My husband was home early. So my plans to fuck this young college boy got delayed. Unfortunately, all summer long the situation never presented itself again but here we are… A new summer. New opportunities. New chances.
Lets hope I get to ride that young cock and cuck my husband.
Just ask for Porscha when you call.