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(MF, intr, affair, work) *** I had been divorced for about ten years, and there was no one to do the things that a husband usually did, like mow the lawn, and take care of things around the house - things like the dishwasher, my pussy, you know what I mean. I was 45 years old and alone. I had an older man for a gardener who would come to my house twice a month, and mow and edge my lawn, trim the bushes, and plant new season flowers for me. He did a very good job, and one day, after he finished and knocked on the door for his pay, he told me that he was going to retire. I would have to find someone else, and he recommended someone to me. He gave me the number, and I called it. Two weeks later, a young black man showed up on my doorstep. He was the new gardener, he said. I was surprised. I thought that the person I had been talking to on the telephone was an older man. "That was my Dad," he said. I shrugged. "Oh okay," I said, "Mr. Drummond recommended you, I suppose you'll do a good job." He smiled and went to work. It was now the middle of summer, and it was very, very hot outside. After about an hour, I went outside and asked James if he wanted something cold to drink. He had taken off his shirt, and his chest was very smooth and muscular. There was a smell about him, not an unpleasant odor, but a smell of manliness. He was wearing only white shorts, and the contrast between his dark skin and the white shorts was downright sexy, somehow, I thought. "Come inside for a few minutes and rest, and have some soda," I suggested. He smiled and followed me into the house. He sat on my sofa, leaning forward, so as not to stain the back of the sofa with the sweat from his body. I sat across from him after getting us both a soda. Mr. Drummond and had sat here a number of times, simply chatting for a while, while he rested and cooled off. My sofa was solid white, and the way James sat there, the way he looked - well, I could feel my pussy tingle. I noticed the bulge in the front of those white shorts, wondering what he looked like without them. He saw where I was looking, and leaned forward and took his soda from the coffee table, raising it to his lips slowly. I watched his muscles as he moved slowly, gently in his movements. "What do you do for excitement, Mrs. Jenkins?" he suddenly asked, his voice deep and gentle. "Miss Jenkins," I said. Then, smiling, I said, "I don't have much excitement, you know?" He raised his eyebrows. "A beautiful lady like you should have her life filled with exciting things to do," he said. His eyes moved up and down my body, as if trying to measure, as if he could see right through my clothes. I laughed. "I haven't been called 'beautiful' in twenty years, James." His turn to laugh. "Well, there must be a lot of blind men running around this town," he said. "Nonsense, you're just being nice." He smiled, finishing his soda with one large gulp. He stood and faced me. "I think I should go out and finish before it gets way too hot to move out there." His crotch was just a foot away from me, right at eye level. I could see the bulge his cock made in his white shorts, could almost swear that I could see right through them. My tingling pussy told me that I really wished I could see through them. He didn't move...his body didn't move, anyway. The bulge did move, though. I could see it getting larger, jerking. My eyes widened. He just stood there, his cock growing and growing under those white shorts, suddenly pushing them outward. I could clearly see the head of his cock outlined by the white material. Still, he didn't move. I couldn't stop myself. I reached forward, slowly, my hand shaking. I took a finger and touched the outline of the head of his big cock. "Mm yes," he said. I didn't need much more encouragement. I reached up with both hands, and leaning forward, I hooked my thumbs and fingers in the band of his shorts. I tugged downward, revealing his wiry, black pubic hair. I could see the base of his cock, his shorts pushing the rest of his cock downward. I pulled harder, moving his shorts ever downward. Suddenly, without warning, his big black cock sprang forward and up. Giant, fat, and black, his cock was the largest dick I'd seen in my life. The head was poking halfway out of the foreskin, a purple monster half hidden by the black foreskin. I nearly came, just sitting there, looking at his cock. His balls hung low and heavy, two giant orbs pulling down on the wrinkled black skin. "Good Lord," I whispered. I had no idea what I was doing. I hadn't seen a naked man in ten years, hadn't touched anyone but myself. Here I was, a giant black dick in my face. Whatever the hell was I doing? I asked myself. He pushed my arms away gently and reached down, pulling me upright. Suddenly, he swept me up in his arms and carried me to the nearest door. He walked down the hallway, carrying me. He kicked at a door gently, found that it was the bath room. He let me down, and kicked his shorts off the rest of the way, his cock now standing straight up in the air. Turning on the light, he turned to me and with shaking hands, unbuttoned my blouse, then tugged at my shorts. I helped him. Soon, I stood there naked as he was. His eyes moved up and down my body, and he pressed his sweaty body against mine. "Let's wash," he said. He led me into the shower, and turned on the water. I stood in front, the hot spray beating against my nipples, his hard dick pressing against my ass. I couldn't wait; I bent over, and I could feel his thick shaft pressing against my pussy from behind. He thrust forward, and even though his dick was enormous, he entered me with ease, I was so wet. He began to move in and out of me gently, slowly at first. Then, he sped up, and I came, feeling his big dick fill me. I moaned and groaned, and still, he kept thrusting, his hands reaching around and tweaking my nipples. I could feel his body begin to jerk, and I came again as he filled my hot pussy with a load of hot cum, then another and another...I don't know how many times his cock jerked. It was like, a dozen or so, and my pussy was dripping with his cum, flowing out of my pussy and down my legs. He pulled out of me, and we showered in earnest, washing one another's body, his cock still at full attention. I lowered myself to my knees, his cock facing me. I leaned forward and kissed the giant head, cupping his balls with both hands. "Oh, Jesus!" he moaned. I sucked his cock into my mouth, the head barely fitting in my mouth. I couldn't believe a guy could have a cock so big. I sucked and sucked...and he pulled away. He reached down and pulled me upright. Then, he fell on his knees. I could feel his hot breath near my pussy lips, and his tongue darted out, and into my pussy, moving, probing. It wasn't long before I came again and again. He stood and turned off the water. Stepping out of the shower, we dried one another off, turning me on even more. Then, we made our way to the bedroom, where we lay, face to crotch. I licked his heavy balls hanging in my face, then bent his enormous dick to my mouth. I could feel his tongue deep inside me now, and I began to squirm and moan. I sucked hard on his giant bone, and before long, it suddenly jerked in my mouth, and my mouth was filled with his hot cum. Again and again, he shot a load of cum into my waiting mouth, while his tongue was moving in and out of my pussy, making me cum again and again. Then, all was silent as he pulled off me, and switched position, his face next to mine. He wrapped his arms around me and we lay there quietly. We lay for about half an hour, and he suddenly sat up. "I gotta finish that lawn, ya know," he said. He finished the lawn, and then, well, he comes every week now. And, so do I! END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 49