Spring Fever
By Caridad

As soon as the Spring hits, I open my windows to feel the air off the water. I stand on my balcony naked no matter who is out there, the gardener, maid, plumber, doesn't matter. I love to show off my body, it helps me recapture my beauty queen days, when men fell over each other just to kiss my hand. The breeze kissing my nipples gets them hard like diamonds. I bend over to feel the rush of air hit my vagina, and it tingles alot since its so wet. I imagine the wind is a strangers fingers caressing over my lips, but its really me touching myself, running my fingernails along the peach fuzz of my freshly shaved pussy. It feels so fucking good, so pure, so natural to touch myself like this, its not like my husband does it.

Now I am stuck at home, a woman of leisure, money gets me all the sex I want. When we hire someone to do work around the house, I make sure they are fuckable. When I interview, I purposely wear no panties, wear a mini-skirt, and open my legs, watching the guy's reaction through his pants. If he gets hard & smiles, I know he's willing to fuck the boss's wife, and they always are. How could they resist me? After all, I'm a Latin Blonde Bombshell! The new plumber is awesome and works all his tools so well. He puts pieces of pipe in my pussy as he makes small circles with his tongue all around my clitty. The piercing cold metal in my hot wet pussy drives me insane. After we fuck, we always shower together, which I love. His huge muscular arms lift me against the wall, and I just melt, as he slides his huge 11 inch cock slowly into my ass. Soapy & sweet. He treats me like a queen twice a week for half the price.