Free Web NovelChapter 85: Chapter 85 MILF Seduced Gardener During Quarantine 2
It had been so long since I had ventured outside, so long since I’d hooked a man and brought him back to my home, so long since I’d been able to have my way.
All I wanted was a little affection, someone to hold me so close I could hear the beats of their heart. Someone to shove their dick inside me and give me unending, euphoric orgasms that made my eyes roll into the back of my head.
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Movement in the corner of my vision piqued my interest. It had been so long since I’d last seen someone outside that it felt a little bizarre.
I instantly looked over and was surprised to see my gardener’s truck parking at the end of my driveway, blocking my car in.
Frowning, I peeked through the curtains and watched him. He was collecting his things in the cab, slowly preparing to come out. I could see his long, wavy brown hair blowing in the air con.
He must have been at least twenty years my junior. To me, it looked like he’d finished college, but I could have been wrong. He was of drinking age, at least. More than once he’d told me tales of his bar hopping and one night stands.
What a tease he was. Didn’t he know how delicious these young men were to an older woman such as myself? Sometimes, when I was alone and bored at night, I would picture his face as I touched myself.
He was the perfect specimen.
It didn’t help that I watched him sweating in my yard, his thick, bulging muscles glistening with sweat as he raked and mowed and planted.
At that moment, I realized I wanted him to plant something in me. I wanted him, and he was right there, ready for the taking.
It only took a moment to glance down to my body to remind myself what I was wearing. A skimpy little outfit that barely covered my precious areas.
I knew that as soon as I stepped outside, my nosy neighbors would gobble up the sight of me. I would be the talk of the street for months to come, the gossip slowly making its way across gardens and front yards, spread through six foot gaps.
But now wasn’t the time to be thinking of those boring people, stuck in their homes with their families. Now was the time to be thinking about me and my needs.
I stayed at the window, watching him carefully. He slipped out of his truck and slowly trudged to the bed, reaching over the side to collect his tools. He was only wearing a dark t-shirt but I could see his muscles through it, clenching and releasing as he lifted the strimmer over the edge of his truck.
My breath caught in my throat. Christ, he looked so stunning, even with the little sweat patch that was growing on the base of his back. I knew that it would be even bigger before long, and then he would lift that shirt off his body... freeweɓnovel.cѳm
A shiver shot down my spine. I knew what he had hiding beneath there, I’d seen it many times before as he tended to my garden. Soon, I would have that body all to myself.
There was nothing else for me to do. There was nowhere else for me to channel all of my unused sexual energy. It needed to be released... and I’d chosen him.
I stepped away from the window and moved through the house, toward my front door. I could still see him through the glass, preparing to cut my lawn. I stayed there for a moment, watching him, admiring the way he moved his body.
It was hard not to get wrapped up in him. He was so beautiful, with his brown hair and deep brown eyes and perfectly tanned skin from working outside all day. Just looking at him made my stomach flip and my heart flutter.
But I needed to stop staring and put my plan into motion. If I didn’t, I would waste the entire day watching him, and then he would vanish just as quickly as he’d appeared.
The worst part of this was the not knowing. Not all young, strapping men were into older women such as myself. Even if I had kept myself tight and toned, it didn’t mean they would find me attractive.
I was going to have to put myself out there, to be vulnerable, and if I got rejected it was going to sting. Usually I would be able to deal with it easily.
Don’t want me? No problem. There are thousands of men out there ready to drop their pants for me as soon as I say the word. But now? Now it was all different. Going out and finding those men was impossible.
I took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle, feeling the cold metal bite pleasantly against my warm skin. There was no time for me to think-I had to do it. I turned the handle roughly.
I couldn’t stop myself from yanking the door open. It swung open quickly, almost banging into the wall to the right of me. I stopped it just in time, my fingers clutching the wood, before eventually letting go.
I stepped out of the safety of my home, into the warmth of the outside world. As soon as I was outside, I felt a twinge of regret. The desert was always warm but today was an aberration, especially this early in Spring. I instantly began to fan myself with my palm, desperate to get some air moving around me.
The heat wasn’t going to stop me, though. I went to the edge of the porch, feeling the hot concrete beneath my feet, and watched as my gardener sweltered. The sweat was already pouring off him, trickling down his face and neck to disappear beneath his shirt.
