Scarlet men reveal their hottest fantasies, here Richard remembers a perk of his gardening job.
I’m a gardener and I respect my job and all of my clients, so would never usually be unprofessional. I’ve sailed close to the wind, with bored housewives after some Lady Chatterley’s Lover-style action, but the only time I’ve ever done the deed was with a au pair who worked for a customer.
She was a gorgeous, voluptuous young woman who worked for a rich estate-owner, looking after his children. I’d given her a slight smile here and there around the grounds but nothing more than that. One summer day, I was moving a mower around to the front garden lawn when she pulled up the drive in her little red Mini Cooper.
Stepping from the car she revealed golden legs then a pert ass covered only by a pair of tight denim hot pants, which revealed the soft flesh of her cheeks just below the hem.
I felt an erection form and tighten against my shorts. It felt oh so good pushing against my zip as I watched her walk to the main door. She had on a strappy pink vest top which barely contained her pert breasts and the sun gently bounced off the glaze of sweat across her cleavage.
“There’s no one home!” I called out. “They’re away for a few days now. Can I help?”
Her warm, sweet voice melted me as she came over and replied, “I’ve got my invoice. Should I post it?” The softness of her gaze almost had me fooled that she was innocent, but I just had a feeling she might just be dirtier than that.
“I’d slip it in through the letterbox,” I replied, barely attempting to hide my erection behind the lawn mower. Her pursed lips glistened with red gloss. I was mesmerised by them. I realised then that I was blushing and turned away with a quick goodbye.
“See you next week then, Richard,” she said.
She knew my name. I hadn’t a clue what hers was. I turned around to wave, feeling foolish and caught a wink from her as she slid into her car seat. Then my heart began to race and my legs started to move of their own accord. My cock was making the decisions for me; I wrenched open her door, leaned in and kissed her.
She flicked her tongue into my mouth. I’d never tasted a woman so delicious − and my thoughts were based only on a kiss, so far.
My cock was ripping at my fly and starting to hurt from the pressure, I was desperate to fuck her so I scooped her carefully out of the car and ran over to some of the estate’s private woodland.
Kissing again, I swiftly slid a hand under her T-shirt to unhook her bra when she shoved me up against a huge oak tree and started yanking at my shorts’ buttons till she had them down. Lifting her top, I slid her perfect round breasts out. They were firm my hand wonderfully. I could feel her little nipples harden under my palms as she slowly rubbed my cock between both her hands. My juices were being squeezed out with every stroke.
I lifted her skirt up and slid a hand slowly into her warm knickers. It may have been her juices or sweet summer sweat, but my fingers glided easily between her lips and every stroke of her clitoris was acknowledged with a pleasing moan.
It was amazing to be doing this in the open and, after deftly sliding on a condom, I lifted her up by her peachy behind. She wrapped her legs around me and thrust my cock as far into her c**t as she could. We pounded each other with kisses again as she fucked me like an animal, riding up and down my rigid knob.
I took her hair in my hand, gently tipping her head back, so I could move down to taste her nipples. I sucked at them hard, then flicked my tongue anywhere I could feel hard flesh. She was moaning louder and louder and that was what knocked me over the edge into orgasm.
As I pumped my come into the rubber, I could see she was grinding in to come herself. She stopped her frantic momentum to scream out her orgasm, her c**t shuddering little ripples of joy. Her head fell onto my chest, exhausted and breathless and her legs dropped to the floor, but still held onto me.
Then she pulled down her skirt and adjusted her top, put her fingers to her lips for a kiss and tapped them onto my dripping cock.
She stepped out of the woodland and I watched her walk over to her car. As she got in she turned back and winked again. I still didn’t know her name.
