As I walked up the retentive private road to the home I felt a familiar tingle of excitement. The boot of the unknown and the outlook of earning some skillful money always seems to have that effect on me. Every time I start a new job, I tell myself that this time its going to be big, dissimilar and a unit new source. And then within a few workweek I'm back to being bored, finding trouble and usually getting moved on.
This time however, was definitely going to be different I told myself as I rang the doorbell on the tumid front door of what was probably the most sybaritic home I had ever seen.
A small, gloomy man in a grayness patronage suit of clothes answered the door and raised an supercilium as he looked at me.
‘ good first light, I'm Tom'I said with my well smile, ‘ the new agency nurse ?'

‘ come in'he said, ‘ My public figure is Mr Stevens, I'm Mr Peters'attorney. I'll show you around, break all the document and then you can begin'

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

He explained my duties ( in splendiferous detail which I shall spare you here ). In unawares, I was to be a live in nurse/care attendant for Mr dick. He was a very wealthy businessman who had had a cavalry riding stroke a few month earlier. As a answer he was bed ridden and needed aid with virtually everything. A physically big man, it was too much for most distaff nurse, particularly at nights, so they had decided to lease a male help, who would live in the house, be on phone call from 1800 to 0800 and tend to Mr Peters every penury. In recurrence, I would have free rein of the sign of the zodiac and land, including the tennis tribunal, swimming pool and sauna during my prison term off. I had use of the family BMW and I was to be extremely well paid for my hassle. ‘ any interrogation ?'he asked. Not wanting to louse up what seemed too dependable to be confessedly, I didn't.

And so, an hour later, having completed the paperwork, been given the tour and dropped my affair off in my room, I was taken to match Mr Peters. showtime effect often are the best, and my first of all impression of Mr St. Peter was that he was a complete asshole….and indeed I was correct. He was bad anneal, rude and clearly a bully as he curtly acknowledged me, then launched into a strand of command and abuse 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 notes on a big effectual pad. Soon I was dismissed, and told to report back for my 1st shift at 1800, I would detect my blues in the closet in my room and Maria, the housekeeper would guarantee I was fed and clothed throughout my stay. I could chance her in the kitchen.

And so I began my new life working for Mr cock. The employment was not too bad, mostly involving cleaning Mr Saint Peter when he had an ‘ fortuity'- not a pleasant job, but no big stack for a trained nurse like me, as well as administering his medicine and replenishing his pump self-feeder on time. The residuum of the clip I chilled out, swimming a lot in the private pool and occasionally hanging out down in the kitchen with Maria.

maria was really nice 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 stemma. She was what you might anticipate voluptuous- not quite a ‘ big woman'but certainly no skinny rake either. Long obscure hair's-breadth, usually kept tied up in a bun and a lovely grin with a full-of-the-moon and generous mouth- I reckon when she was younger she was a seriously good looking girl, and to be fairly she still looked pretty OK to me. I liked to sit at the kitchen table watching her work around the kitchen, sneaking look at her consistence as she bent to put stuff into cupboards and the like. I had to be heedful though- her husband was the gardener and he was probably the boastful, mean looking cocksucker I had ever seen. There was no way I wanted him looking for my blood !

Well after about 2 weeks, I had settled down into a nice routine, and one afternoon I found myself down in the kitchen as Maria was doing some baking. As usual, I was wearing my ‘ bluing'- promiscuous cotton pants and top, like you would see in any hospital, and I was enjoying watching Calophyllum longifolium as she bustled about the kitchen. Her housekeeper's uniform was stretching in all variety of interesting places and I was having a lovely time.
I could sense a prominence forming in my pants so I was heedful to delay seated with the mesa providing a point of cover. I didn't want to induce any trouble, and the final thing I needed was for Maria to see my bulge and shout her animal of a husband in from the garden. I glanced out the window and there he was, sitting on the lawnmower and driving straight note 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 cupboard behind you delight ?"
I was caught. I had no option but to suffer up and take the cup, good turn and put it away. All the while with my pants bulging like they were about to abound. There was no way she could fail to mark, and sure enough when I turned back stave she was standing with her mouth out-of-doors and a looking of surprise on her grimace. 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 take control of the site and walked quickly around the board to her. Just as she was about to hollo out, I placed my digit 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 tail end I had just left.
‘ please don't shout out'I said, ‘ you husband would kill me if he saw this ’, as I pointed down at my trousers.
She nodded, still lost for words.
I looked up at the window and saw the lawnmower still working up and down, her husband concentrating intently on keeping the lines straight.
I quickly dropped my work force down to my waistband and started to loosen the drawstring of my pants.
Maria almost stood up, but I stepped forward and blocked her. Slipping my script down my pants, I started to stroke my cock. She sat there transfixed as I leant forward, and loosened the clasp holding her whisker in the bun. Her longsighted dark hair fell down and I gently teased it in to mould with my entrust hand as I continued to stroke my cock with my right.
God, she really was looking good. I could see down the front of her top and glimpsed the folderal of a lacy smutty bra, holding those adorable big tits in place.
I released my shaft for a moment, and quickly slipped off my shirt. Her eyes widened as she took in my physique- lean and muscular, honed by a lifespan of variation and swimming.
I slipped down my pants and showed her my cock. Almost ten column inch of satisfying heart and soul, with a large drop of pre-cum oozing from the tip was no in front of her, probably no more than 18 inches from her face.
Glancing once more at her husband, I placed one paw 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 husband had reached the undersurface of the lawn and was turning the mower to do the longsighted straight back towards the house, as I forced my rooster 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 bear to take on it all in ”.
she opened wider and I began to feed my turncock in to her unresisting back talk. Slowly I began to screw her mouth, each stroke getting deeper and deeper, until she began to choke. Shaking her head she pulled back and my shaft slipped from between her sass, she leaned back and grabbed my throbbing meat with one hand, and pushed her hair back out of her face.
She looked up at me with a feel of such total luxuria on her face that I gasped, as she leaned forwards and once again took my cock into her sassing. Her hand firmly grasping my cock, she began to make foresightful behind stroke as she sucked at me. I looked up at her hubby, oblivious as he went about his byplay while his married woman was eating my hammer. And my god this fair sex knew how to suck dick. Her men moved steadily and rhythmically, in time with her oral fissure as she sucked up and down the duration of my diaphysis. She slipped my rooster out of her oral cavity and ran her lingua gently around the tip before plunging it back between her lips.
I moaned with pleasure as she expertly brought me to the spot of orgasm, when she stopped and pinched hard on the tip of my swollen appendage ! As she had intended, this play my build up to a sudden stop, and she looked up at me and smiled.
‘ I'm not wasting this beautiful peter'she murmured, as she pushed me back and stood up. Still squeezing my shaft firmly, she kissed me. Her tongue delving into my mouth passionately, I could try out my pre-cum on her gaucherie as we kissed. My hands started to roll round her body as I began to struggle to undo the clit down the battlefront of her uniform.
She moved around and pushed my backbone against the mesa, my buttocks against the wooden edge.
Releasing my shaft she started to undo her clothes and slowly, one item at a clock time she stripped for me. I looked out at her husband, blithely mowing the lawn as her dress dropped to the flooring. She was glorious ! Big, intemperate pap bulging out of a shameful lacy bra, footling black pantie covering her buck private area and all of it in beautiful abundance.
She reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra, shaking her shoulder gently as she slipped it off and let her mammilla hang release. She straightened her back and thrust her gorgeous breast towards me. Without hesitation I reached forward and started to flirt with them, squeezing, kneading and massaging those beautiful orbs. Her enceinte mamilla hardened under my touch and I leaned forward to give suck first one, then the other. Panting now we both kissed again, and allowed our helping hand to search each others consistency. We stood there in the kitchen, in full eyeshot of the window as, consumed with lecherousness we kissed, stroked, and sucked each other.
I ran my hand down her stomach and slipped my finger below the waistband of her panty. I could feel the heat as I slipped past a light tuft of haircloth 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 knees in straw man of her, slipping both hands under the rubber band of her legal brief, I slid them down her branch and she stepped out of them and sat back against the table.
Lifting one leg, she exposed her puss to my gaze, and soon to my tongue.
I began to cream her twat, tasting her succus as she began to squirm and writhe above me.
I could hear the noise of the lawnmower as her husband steadily mowed the lawn, as I ate his married woman's pussy. I ran my spit around her interior thigh, then stood and pushed her back against the table.
She lay back on to the table and raised her legs 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 joy as the first 5 inches slipped in and I paused, allowing her to get the feel.
With her legs in the air, I gave her another inch. Then, holding her legs akimbo by the articulatio talocruralis I began to slither the rest of my cock into her. Seven inches, she gasped again, eight inches she moaned as I pulled back out before sliding more into her. nine in and she was getting very noisy.
I pulled out almost all the way, and looked down into her oculus. She was frenzied with passion as I smiled and said ‘ here it comes !'with that I thrust all 10 inch 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 truly total, 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 tits wobbled and bounced as I got faster and faster. Harder and tough I fucked her, as I slipped her legs up onto my shoulders, slipped my hands down under her ass and lifted her slightly from the mesa. My manus grasped her ass and pulled the cheeks apart slightly as I lifted her. This change of angle allowed me to penetrate even deeper as I sank my tool 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 roll in the hay of her life.
The lawnmower droned on steadily as his wife started to reach her initiatory sexual climax. I felt her muscle buckle my cock as she started to jerk and arch beneath me. I carried on remorselessly. My prick thrusting in and out like a simple machine as she came. On and on I pumped as she began to gasp for air as she felt another coming material body inside.
I could palpate the pressure work up myself as the familiar tingle started in my balls. I would not be long now, as I fucked her deep and hard.
I looked out the windowpane as the hapless nurseryman drove his machine up and down the lawn as I drove my peter 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 ballock send their load on its way.
I began to come, spurt after squirt of hot cum pumped deep inside her as I cried out with the ecstasy. Every muscle in my body screamed out as I thrust into her as each squirt sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
It was intense, but over all too soon. The pleasance gave way to pain as my cock suddenly felt very tender.
I pulled out of her, and made a slurping noise as my dripping peter slipped its conclusion inch 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 unit of ammunition, and bent down to pick up my clothes from the floor 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 pants as I saw the gardener step off the mower and turn to make up his way back towards the house.
Time for his tea breakage I thought as Maria slipped out of her stupefaction, grabbed her clothes and scurried into the future room.
As he entered the kitchen I was standing at the kitchen sink and I smiled as I greeted him. ‘ maria has just popped upstairs to see Mr Peters'attorney ‘ I said, as he took a nates. The very ass has wife had recently occupied while sucking my shaft, he leaned forward onto the table and sighed.
‘ ah, you know Tom, it is a very hot day today to be working in the garden. I envy you being capable to stay in the sang-froid 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 pussy from my fingers, ‘ but I think I will be spending some of my time in here, where it is more pleasant'
He laughed as his wife came back into the room.
She looked quizzically at him laughing, and relaxed with succour 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 nice, I enjoy the fellowship'she replied, looking me in the eye as I walked towards the door behind her.
Yes, I thought- this is going to be dependable !