we were fucking in the soft wet grass, my cock moving in and out to
meet each thrust of her hips. I bent down to nibble and suck on her lovely
tits. Alicia cupped them in her hands, lifting them up to my mouth so that
I could suck on them more. The speed of our fucking increased, then slowed,
as we enjoyed every inch of the pleasure we gave each other, then sped up
again as our animal lust took control. I felt I was in a dream. I had
watched this beautiful girl from afar, had her in my fantasies, and now it
was really happening; I was fucking my sweet Alicia in the soft summer grass
in her back yard.
The moment came rushing upon us. She wrapped her legs around my back and held
me tightly as I pushed all the way into her then stayed there. We kissed
long and deeply as I felt myself shooting inside of her, the lips of her pussy
contracting around me as if to milk me dry.
We lay in the sun together, perfectly content, kissing and stroking each other
lovingly, gently. Eventually we got up, turned off the hose (the yard was
a swamp by then) and went inside. While our clothes were in the dryer, we
showered together to get the grassy smell out of ourselves, while we discovered
the pleasures soapy water and bath oil could bring.
An hour later we sat contentedly on the sofa, Alicia’s hair perfect once
again, watching TV when Mrs. Morgenstern finally came back. She was amazed
at how good a job we had done. “Everything’s so neat and clean–not a speck
of paint anywhere!”
“We cleaned up very thoroughly,” I said. Alicia ^ I gave each other a grin
behind her mother’s back.
“How long did it take?” asked Mrs. Morgenstern as she opened her purse.
“Oh, it only took–“
“–Five hours,” Alicia said. “We would’ve finished sooner, but I kept messing
up–he had to fix all my mistakes.”
I looked at Alicia, letting her know with my eyes what kind of a present she
was going to get from me. If she thought she had a good time today, just wait
till next time.
“So that’s 15 dollars,” Mrs. Morgenstern said. “Oh, here–25 dollars. I
really couldn’t keep it from you–not after the wonderful job you did!”
She looked at the kitchen as if she were viewing a painting. “You’re quite
a handyman. We have to find more jobs for you to do around here–I have to
get you in this house as often as possible!”
“I sure hope so!” I said.
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