As I walked up the prospicient drive to the house I felt a familiar frisson of inflammation. The thrill of the unknown region and the prospect of earning some right money always seems to have that effect on me. Every clip I start a new job, I tell myself that this time its going to be great, different and a whole new beginning. And then within a few week I'm back to being bored, finding problem and usually getting moved on.
This clip however, was definitely going to be different I told myself as I rang the doorbell on the large nominal head door of what was probably the most luxurious home I had ever seen.
A belittled, drear man in a grey business courting answered the door and raised an eyebrow as he looked at me.
‘ good break of the day, I'm Tom'I said with my skillful grin, ‘ the new agency nurse ?'

‘ come in'he said, ‘ My public figure is Mr Stevens, I'm Mr Peters'attorney. I'll show you around, check all the papers and then you can set about'

The attorney led me through the menage into a large ground storey office. Bay windows looked out onto the manicured lawns and the room was dominated by a gravid oak desk, with a leather upholstered chair into which he eased himself.

He explained my duties ( in glorious item which I shall spare you here ). In short, I was to be a live in nurse/care attendant for Mr Peters. He was a very loaded man of affairs who had had a sawbuck riding accident a few months earlier. As a result he was bed ridden and needed help with virtually everything. A physically big man, it was too much for most female nurses, particularly at nights, so they had decided to rent a manlike helper, who would live in the house, be on song from 1800 to 0800 and tend to Mr pecker every need. In takings, I would take in free rein of the house and solid ground, including the tennis lawcourt, swimming pocket billiards and sauna during my time off. I had use of the kin BMW and I was to be extremely well paid for my hassle. ‘ any questions ?'he asked. Not wanting to featherbed what seemed too right to be straight, I didn't.

And so, an hour later, having completed the paperwork, been given the go and dropped my thing off in my room, I was taken to meet Mr Peters. low impressions often are the comfortably, and my first impression of Mr Peters was that he was a complete asshole….and indeed I was even up. He was bad toughened, rude and clearly a bully as he curtly acknowledged me, then launched into a bowed stringed instrument of instruction and contumely at his attorney. I can only assume the attorney was also being well rewarded because he took it without a flinch, nodding yessir and nossir, while taking banknote on a big legal pad. Soon I was dismissed, and told to account back for my first shift at 1800, I would find my vapours in the closet in my room and Maria, the housekeeper would ensure I was fed and clothed throughout my stay. I could find her in the kitchen.

And so I began my new living working for Mr Peters. The work was not too bad, mostly involving cleaning Mr Peter when he had an ‘ fortuity'- not a pleasant job, but no big mass for a trained nurse like me, as well as administering his medicine and replenishing his pump tributary on sentence. The eternal sleep of the prison term I chilled out, swimming a lot in the private pool and occasionally hanging out down in the kitchen with Maria.

Maria was really dainty and we hit it off pretty well straight away. She was a good bit older than me, probably about my Mum's age actually and of Spanish/latin blood. She was what you might call voluptuous- not quite a ‘ big woman'but certainly no tight fitting rip either. Long dark fuzz, usually kept tied up in a bun and a lovely grin with a full and generous mouth- I reckon when she was unseasoned she was a seriously dependable looking young lady, and to be clean she still looked pretty fine to me. I liked to sit at the kitchen table watching her work around the kitchen, sneaking flavor at her trunk as she bent to put stuff into cupboards and the like. I had to be deliberate though- her husband was the gardener and he was probably the self-aggrandizing, meanest looking motherfucker I had ever seen. There was no way I wanted him looking for my origin !

Well after about 2 weeks, I had settled down into a skillful routine, and one afternoon I found myself down in the kitchen as Maria was doing some baking. As usual, I was wearing my ‘ blueing'- unloose cotton wool pants and top, like you would see in any hospital, and I was enjoying watching Maria as she bustled about the kitchen. Her housekeeper's uniform was stretching in all form of interesting places and I was having a endearing time.
I could feel a bulge forming in my pant so I was careful to stay seated with the table providing a degree of cover. I didn't want to cause any trouble, and the final affair I needed was for Maria to see my bulge and shout her beast of a husband in from the garden. I glanced out the window and there he was, sitting on the lawnmower and driving straight lines up and down the lawns. I turned back to Maria to see her looking quizzically at me, holding out a cup.
"didn't you hear me Tom ?"she asked, smiling."would you mind putting this in the closet behind you please ?"
I was caught. I had no alternative but to stand up and take the cup, turn and put it away. All the piece with my pants bulging like they were about to bust. There was no way she could give out to discover, and sure enough when I turned back round she was standing with her mouth unfold and a feeling of surprise on her face. She looked me in the eye and started to speak, but paused as her eyes were drawn down to the bulge in my pants.
I decided to get ascendency of the situation and walked quickly around the table to her. Just as she was about to clapperclaw out, I placed my finger to my lips and said ‘ sshhh !"
I took her by the arm and gently steered her over to the board and sat her Down in the seat I had just left.
‘ please don't yell out'I said, ‘ you husband would down me if he saw this ’, as I pointed down at my trousers.
She nodded, still lost for words.
I looked up at the windowpane and saw the lawnmower still working up and down, her married man concentrating intently on keeping the lines straight.
I quickly dropped my work force down to my waistband and started to undo the drawstring of my pants.
maria almost stood up, but I stepped forward and blocked her. Slipping my hand down my trouser, I started to stroke my hammer. She sat there transfixed as I leant forward, and loosened the clasp holding her hair in the bun. Her long dark hair fell down and I gently teased it in to shape with my left hand as I continued to stroke my prick with my right.
God, she really was looking full. I could see down the front of her top and glimpsed the ruff of a lacy black bra, holding those cover girl big knocker in place.
I released my cock for a instant, and quickly slipped off my shirt. Her eye widened as she took in my physique- lean and mesomorphic, honed by a lifetime of athletics and swimming.
I slipped down my pants and showed her my pecker. Almost ten inch of solid state centre, with a prominent drop cloth of pre-cum oozing from the tip was no in front of her, probably no more than than 18 inches from her face.
Glancing once more at her married man, I placed one hand on her head and gently pulled her towards my cock.
I looked down, and with my right hand guided my cock and gently rubbed it up and down her cheek. She seemed stunned by what was happening to her, as I rubbed myself up and down her face.
Her hubby had reached the bottom of the lawn and was turning the mower to do the long heterosexual person back towards the house, as I forced my cock between his wife's lips.
Her mouth opened involuntarily as the tip slipped in, and I looked down and whispered to her,
"wider Maria, you are going to have to accept it all in ”.
she opened wider and I began to tip my cock in to her unresisting back talk. Slowly I began to get laid her mouth, each cam stroke getting mysterious and deeper, until she began to die. Shaking her head she pulled back and my pecker slipped from between her lips, she leaned back and grabbed my throbbing sum with one hand, and pushed her hair's-breadth back out of her face.
She looked up at me with a look of such come luxuria on her face that I gasped, as she leaned forwards and once again took my cock into her backtalk. Her deal firmly grasping my dick, she began to wee long slow strokes as she sucked at me. I looked up at her husband, unmindful as he went about his line of work while his married woman was eating my cock. And my god this woman knew how to blow dick. Her hands moved steadily and rhythmically, in sentence with her mouth as she sucked up and down the length of my shaft. She slipped my prick out of her backtalk and ran her tongue gently around the tip before plunging it back between her lips.
I moaned with pleasance as she expertly brought me to the period of orgasm, when she stopped and pinched hard on the tip of my swollen member ! As she had intended, this bring my shape up to a sudden stop, and she looked up at me and smiled.
‘ I'm not wasting this beautiful tool'she murmured, as she pushed me back and stood up. Still squeezing my cock firmly, she kissed me. Her tongue delving into my mouth passionately, I could smack my pre-cum on her elusion as we kissed. My hands started to cast round off her body as I began to struggle to undo the button down the front of her uniform.
She moved around and pushed my back against the tabular array, my buttocks against the wooden edge.
Releasing my putz she started to unmake her clothes and slowly, one item at a sentence she stripped for me. I looked out at her husband, blithely mowing the lawn as her dress dropped to the trading floor. She was glorious ! Big, toilsome tits bulging out of a total darkness lacy bra, little black panties covering her buck private area and all of it in beautiful abundance.
She reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra, shaking her shoulders gently as she slipped it off and let her titty hang free. She straightened her back and thrust her gorgeous titty towards me. Without hesitation I reached forward and started to play with them, squeezing, kneading and massaging those beautiful orbs. Her large nipples hardened under my touch and I leaned forward to give suck first gear one, then the other. Panting now we both kissed again, and allowed our hands to explore each others bodies. We stood there in the kitchen, in wide view of the windowpane as, consumed with lust we kissed, stroked, and sucked each other.
I ran my hand down her belly and slipped my finger below the waistband of her pantie. I could feel the heat as I slipped past a get off tuft of hair's-breadth and found her slit.
She was hot and wet and gasped as I slipped a finger into her. Slowly I explored her pussy, touching stroking and caressing her.
I slid down and dropped to my knee joint in battlefront of her, slipping both deal under the rubber band of her briefs, I slid them down her pegleg and she stepped out of them and sat back against the table.
Lifting one leg, she exposed her pussycat to my gaze, and soon to my tongue.
I began to lap her cunt, tasting her succus as she began to squirm and wrestle above me.
I could hear the interference of the lawnmower as her hubby steadily mowed the lawn, as I ate his wife's puss. I ran my spit around her inner thighs, then stood and pushed her back against the table.
She lay back on to the table and raised her wooden leg apart.
I stepped in and placed my cock against her moist entrance.
There was little resistance as I slowly slipped inside of her. She moaned with pleasure as the first 5 inch slipped in and I paused, allowing her to get the feel.
With her pegleg in the air, I gave her another column inch. Then, holding her legs akimbo by the ankles I began to slide the eternal rest of my pecker into her. Seven inch, she gasped again, eight inch she moaned as I pulled back out before sliding more into her. nine inches and she was getting very noisy.
I pulled out almost all the way, and looked down into her heart. She was frenzied with passion as I smiled and said ‘ here it comes !'with that I thrust all 10 inches slowly but deeply into her.
She bucked and arched her back as she was penetrated deeper than she had ever been before. I paused while she adjusted to the feeing of being unfeignedly to the full, then started to pump myself in and out.
She was hot, wet and very tight as I fucked her there and then on the table. Her teat wobbled and bounced as I got faster and faster. Harder and harder I fucked her, as I slipped her legs up onto my shoulders, slipped my helping hand down under her ass and lifted her slightly from the table. My hands grasped her ass and pulled the boldness apart slightly as I lifted her. This change of Angle allowed me to sink in even deep as I sank my dick in and out of her.
She was moaning as I fucked her, then started muttering in Spanish. I don't know what she was saying but I certainly took it as an encouragement as I gave her the nookie of her life.
The lawnmower droned on steadily as his wife started to reach her first orgasm. I felt her heftiness clasp my putz as she started to buck and arch beneath me. I carried on remorselessly. My cock poking in and out like a motorcar as she came. On and on I pumped as she began to pant for air as she felt another climax frame inside.
I could feel the insistence build myself as the comrade tingle started in my formal. I would not be long now, as I fucked her deep and hard.
I looked out the windowpane as the hapless nurseryman drove his simple machine up and down the lawn as I drove my prick into his wife.
My cock seemed to get even harder as I watched him while I fucked his wife. She moaned beneath me as I felt my Lucille Ball send their load on its way.
I began to come, spurt after spurt of hot cum pumped deep inside her as I cried out with the go. Every muscularity in my body screamed out as I thrust into her as each spurt sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
It was intense, but over all too soon. The joy gave way to ail as my cock suddenly felt very tender.
I pulled out of her, and made a slurping noise as my dripping cock slipped its live in or two out. Maria just lay there on the table, looking up at the ceiling as I stepped back and let her legs gently down.
I turned beat, and bent down to pick up my wearing apparel from the storey where they had been dropped.
As I dressed, I heard the lawnmower stop and the locomotive cut out. I slipped my shirt on and stepped back into my trouser as I saw the gardener step off the lawn mower and bit to lay down his way back towards the house.
Time for his tea rift I thought as mare slipped out of her stupor, grabbed her clothes and scurried into the next room.
As he entered the kitchen I was standing at the kitchen sump and I smiled as I greeted him. ‘ Maria has just popped upstairs to see Mr Peters'attorney ‘ I said, as he took a derriere. The very seat has wife had recently occupied while sucking my dick, he leaned forward onto the tabular array and sighed.
‘ ah, you know Tom, it is a very hot day today to be working in the garden. I envy you being able to quell in the cool of this kitchen'
I smiled. ‘'yes, but sometimes the kitchen can get very hot as well ‘ I replied, as I washed the smell of his wife's pussycat from my fingers, ‘ but I think I will be spending some of my meter in here, where it is more pleasant'
He laughed as his married woman came back into the room.
She looked quizzically at him laughing, and relaxed with relief as she realised he was oblivious to what had just happened.
‘ well ’, I said, ‘ I must be going now, but I'll be back tomorrow, if that's ok Maria ?'I asked as I went to leave.
‘'yes Tom, that would be very dainty, I enjoy the fellowship'she replied, looking me in the eye as I walked towards the threshold behind her.
Yes, I thought- this is going to be safe !