Summer time is a naughty teacher’s favorite time of year. Both of my neighbors have boys in college who always want to earn some extra cash. I manage to pick the hottest days of summer to put them to work too. It got up in the 90s yesterday when I asked Brad to mow my lawn. I knew he would take his shirt off revealing his chiseled abs. I sat in the kitchen rubbing my pussy watching him sweat in all the right places. I have fucked his father many times. Pretty sure daddy would freak out if he knew I was trying to seduce his son. From the outline in his shorts, however, he was likely packing more cock than daddy. I signaled him in to cool off. Gave him a towel and a big glass of lemonade. My hands smelled like pussy. I felt awkward. Normally men just make the first move. They pick up on my signals. Brad was clueless that I needed him for more personal landscaping than my back yard. Finally I just blurted it out. “Want to fuck?” He laughed. He thought I was joking. He was as nice as he could be about it, but he is not into women his mother’s age. Ouch. Bruised ego big time. I paid him and walked to the local dive bar around the corner to nurse my pride with Tequila. The bartender was a young college boy with no problem with older women. In fact, he fucked me on the bar. No one else was in the bar at 11 am, so he locked the door and we fucked like rabbits. His cock was average, but thick. He ate some really good pussy too. I was squirting all over the bar. I let him fuck my ass too. It was a seedy dive local bar. Pretty sure our cum was not the worst thing ever on the bar. He gave me his number, sent me a FaceBook friend request and told me another boy’s loss was his gain. Would you turn me down?
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