I had only been working at the rural supply store for a matter of weeks when the owner called me in from the workshop. He was a rather nasty fat little man who counted every bean that came through the warehouse door and every bean that went out through the customer’s door and he made sure that his staff counted them too.
“Here you are,” he said as he threw a work order down on the desk in front of me. “Get out there and fix her pump and make sure the bitch pays you for it.”
“I beg your pardon?” I always collected payment for the work he sent me out to do so would I not collect payment this time?
“You heard me – just don’t come back without the cash!”
Sometimes I wondered how much longer I would be able to stand working for that nasty, grubby little man. I picked up the work order and went back into the workshop to pick up my tools.
On the way I passed Harry, the guy whose job I had been hired to fill when Harry got promoted.
“Hey Harry, have you got some directions you can give me to this place?” I asked as I showed him the work order.
“Ah … I bet the boss told you not to come back without the money.”
“How did you know?”
Harry just laughed and pulled a pencil out of his pocket to draw a rough map for me on the back of the work order.
On the way out to the farm I mulled over what he had told me while he sketched in the roads and intersections and marked the turning points. It seemed that I was heading out to see Toni Telezza, a single mother from the city who was probably around 25 – not much younger than me - and who had gained ownership of 100 acres of prime river-front land by means that were not clear to anyone in town.
Once she had the land she had set about building a house on it and the word around town was that she had paid for it with her body. No tradesmen were prepared to confirm such a rumor but it was known that one person had definitely been paid in cash and that person was my boss.
It wasn’t that the nasty fat little man who employed me hadn’t offered to take her body in full payment because he certainly had. But it was reported that she had been overheard telling him that there was no way she would let a ‘sweaty grubby little germ like him get anywhere near her naked body’.
Ah the joys of small town gossip.
But then again … as I pulled up to the house I could see how such rumors could start. Toni Telezza came out onto the porch to meet me and one look at that hot blonde Milf was enough to get my cock rather interested in the world around it.
Toni was wearing a tight and very short pair of shorts and a tight T-shirt that was really stretched across her over-large tits. Her warm and friendly smile was enough to make my cock start to twitch and throb.
She led me down to the river and showed me where the pump was located that needed repairing. While I got down to work she reclined on a rock nearby and let the warm sun beat down on her.
“I suppose that nasty little man warned you about me and told you to make sure you came back with the money?”
I looked up at her and for a fleeting moment pictured myself between those welcoming thighs.
“Ummm … yes he did.”
“And I suppose he told you those rumors about me too?”
“Well … no, but … I have heard them.”
She laughed and slid off the rock and knelt on the other side of the pump and looked at me.
“Do you think they’re true?”
I looked into her wide blue eyes and saw the twinkle of mischief in them,
“I’m sure those rumors are true.”
She looked at me for a moment and then laughed again.
“Have you finished fixing the pump?” she asked as she stood up.
“I sure have ma’am.”
“Then you better fix me before you go.”
I looked up into those twinkling blue eyes and knew exactly what she meant.
I took her right there on the river bank – in the long grass and with the warm sun beating down on us. While she stood there I unfastened her shorts and pulled them down to her ankles. She wore red satin panties under those shorts and I left them where they were and slipped my fingers inside them … and inside her pussy.
She caught her breath as I slipped two fingers inside her and that changed to a choking sob as my fingers found her g-spot and ravaged it. Again and again I ran my fingers over it and she gasped and moaned, twitched and squirmed as ever touch on that hidden spot ignited a searing wave of pleasure that ripped through her.
Her legs began to shake and she struggled to settle down on the grass but I kept her standing, impaled on those fingers that kept on inflicting pleasure on every part of her body.
“Oh please … oh please … no more,” she begged as she squirmed and tried to escape from the silken torture.
All she managed to do was bring her g-spot into more contact with my fingers and inflict even more pleasure on her overloaded brain.
After a few more moments I withdrew my fingers and tasted her juice – my whole hand was dripping with her pussy juice and my cock was demanding a turn inside her love hole. As I withdrew my fingers she slowly sank to the ground and lay there trying to catch her breath and come down from the heights of pleasure that I had sent her to.
When she seemed to have recovered slightly I knelt between her shapely legs and lifted them up over my shoulders. She pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and I slipped my cock into her.
As it went into her I held her gaze, willing her to look into my eyes. The further I slipped into her the wider her eyes became until I could go no further. At that point her eyes were wide open in total surprise and her mouth was open in a silent scream. She was feeling me in every cell of her body and brain.
Oh God it felt good to have that slut’s cunt wrapped around my cock and I knew that I wanted more … much more … of this bitch.
I reached down and wrapped my hands around her throat. I felt her body go tense as I knew it would. Her pleasure was now flavored with fear and she would remember me and this session for ever.
Still holding her gaze I held her by the throat and began to fuck her. Slowly at first with long slow thrusts that went deep into her consciousness. Then faster and faster till she was screaming with every thrust and I my cries were joining hers.
When I came I flooded her tight twat with my hot sticky cum and when I left her there on the riverbank it was still dribbling out from between her battered pussy lips.
Before I left I took the check she had prepared from the pocket in her shorts. Before I disappeared out of sight I turned and looked back. She waved … just a gentle movement of the fingers of one hand but it was all I needed.
When I got back to the store I walked into the office and dropped the check on the owner’s desk. He looked up at me and almost snarled.
“So you didn’t score with her either?”
I looked down at his pudgy sweaty face and my lip curled in disdain.
“Not only did I score with her but I’m moving out of the boarding house tonight – out to her place. You just have to know how to handle a woman like her … some of us do … while a lot of others don’t”
His face was just starting to turn purple as I walked out of his office.
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