Seducing the Pool Man - Sex Stories

Seducing the Pool Man

... lemonade on the table over there and your money is next to it!" "Alright, thank you," he told her as he tried not to stare at her beautiful, tan ass. She smiled at him as she popped in her earbud again and then grabbed a magazine off the table next to her. He did his work, grabbed his check and gave her a wave on his way out of the yard. As he walked back to his house, he couldn’t get the image of her amazing body out of his mind. *** Ken cleaned the Madden’s pool again the next two weeks without ever seeing Elise. She left him a note on the same table explaining how sorry she was to be missing him and a glass of lemonade. The fourth week he came to clean it, the gate was open again. "They really need to close these gates," he muttered to himself as he walked into the yard. This time, Elise had hooked her music up to some sort of stereo system because music was blaring into the backyard. Elise wasn't on the chaise lounge. This time, she was on a blue pool float in the middle of her pool. Naked. Ken stayed quiet, taking a step back closer to the house as he watched her. He didn't mean to be a perv, he was just coming to do his job but crap, she was there and he can’t find it in himself to look away from such a perfect specimen. He watched her pool float move around in the water, pushed by the jets in the walls of the pool. As she turned, he got a better look at her pussy and, damn, she must wax because she was bare as could be. He had never seen anything like that in person ...

... before since his wife likes to keep it natural down south. Elise's pussy was something he had only seen in magazines and clips on his computer. She was wet, and for the first time in his life, Ken would have done anything to be a drop of water that was running from her hip bone down to between her legs. All Ken could think about was being between her legs. With his fingers, his face, his cock, anything she would let near there. He was so hard it hurt; he had to walk out of the yard. But he knew that he couldn’t go back to his house without his wife seeing him with an erection. She would get suspicious and probably find out about what he saw. Instead, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pictured disgusting things that would help him get rid of his stiff problem. After a few minutes, he decided that it was time to go in. Despite being semi-erect still, he didn’t want anyone to see him just standing there like a lunatic with his eyes closed. Like he had before, he shut the gate and proceeded to make as much noise as possible as he came in. By the time he made it to the back yard, Elise was standing on the deck with a towel wrapped around her body. "Hello, Mr. Adams. I'm just going to clear out of your way so you can work. Your money and some lemonade are in their usual spot." With a wiggle of her fingers, she disappeared into the house. He groaned as he watched her leave before turning to get to his work. Another week came and went and no sign of her, which was probably ...