The Pool Man

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It had been several months since I moved away from the big city. It was hard moving to a city with not a lot of people I could hang out with or be with. I had become really good at dressing up and having anal sex, but was becoming more and more restless of not having a regular, daily thing with someone. I began fantasizing about being with the pool man. He was always friendly when he came over every Friday to clean the pool. He would always stop at my window since my room faced the street. I had a big window where we would usually have conversations about the music I would be playing. I always noticed the way he looked at me. His sight would always gravitate to my ass. It seemed as if every time he could get a glance of it he would. At least that’s what I would tell myself. I pictured him undressing me and putting his big hands all over by slim, smooth body. My frustration was reaching desperate levels. I needed a fix. I needed his cock inside me. I was craving it like a drug. I knew I had to get him to make a move, but I knew he wouldn’t try unless I hinted that it was okay.It was Friday. I knew the pool man would arrive soon. I needed to make sure he came to the window so I could flirt with him and hopefully it would get him to come inside. I put cotton navy blue shorts on. I rolled them up so my legs would show and they were tight around my ass to display the shape. I put on some Ankara escort Bayan thigh high socks, but left them just above my knees. A small tight t-shirt and a pair of shoes. I was ready. His truck pulled up in front of the house. I open the window and put the music on. I knew he would stop by and say hello. He always did. Each time more flirtatious than the last. I heard his door close. I got on my knees and faced away from the window pretending to be looking for something underneath my desk. My ass was in the air, my face on the floor turned to the side. I knew he would like it. “Hey, what’s up?” he asked. I pretended I didn’t hear him just so he could stare at me a little longer. “Psssst! Hey what are you looking for?” I jumped up as if surprised to see him.“Hey! What’s up…I lost a flash drive. It fell behind the desk. I was trying to see if I could reach it.” I tugged on my shirt, and felt nervous. Did he like it? Is he going to say anything about it. My mind was raising with different thoughts. I moved my legs back and forth as we talked. “Fuck! It’s hot today. At least you’re look comfortable in that outfit,” he said. As lame as it was, I felt he acknowledge the way I was dressed. I was jumping for joy inside. His bulge in his pants got bigger. He liked the way I looked. “Yeah, I’m trying to survive this heat. Trying to wear the least Escort Balgat as possible.” “What’s in the flash drive?” he asked. “Just some homework, Im so mad it fell back there! I almost had it too!” I got on my knees again this time spreading my legs a bit more. I tried sticking my ass up as high as I could. I try reach for something under the desk. I looked back at him, “It’s right there!” His eyes said it all. He was enjoying the view. I reach behind my leg and tugged my shorts down. I was trying to guide his eyes. It worked. I got up and stretched. “I give up. I’ll try and get it later. So what’s up with you? How much longer do you have before your day is over?”“I’m actually rushing. Need to get your place done and another after. I have to be done early today. My wife’s friends are coming in from out of town.” “Oh, well at least you’ll be done early to enjoy the rest of the day,” I smiled and tilted my body side ways. “Yeah, I’m not too excited about entertaining my wife’s guests, but it is what it is.”He went inside to clean to the pool and left.I was disappointed. I thought for sure he would be inside my room fucking me harder than he ever did his wife. I knew he liked what he saw. I was determined. Sooner or later I would have him.Next Friday came. I knew I had to turned it up a notch so there would be no way he could resist me. I decided Batıkent escort to get myself “caught” wearing lingerie by him. I set up a blanket and brought out my camera. I had set up a small photo shoot in the grass area behind the pool.I showered using women’s soap and used scented lotions. I put on the nicest outfit I had. Black stockings with red trimmings.; a black garter belt with red bows at the clips; a black thong with a red triangle on the back; a micro tight white skirt; a black bra and a long sleeve shirt. I waited for him to arrive. I sat on my bed next to window we always chat from. His truck pulled up. A rush from head to toe like I’ve never felt before hit me. Would this work? Will he get offended and tell my parents? I didn’t care. I wanted him. I rush out to the backyard.I sat on the blanket I had set up and began posing with my back towards the side gate. Picture after picture I took waiting for him. I knew he would come sooner or later. I wanted to be in the sexiest position when he saw me. It had to be perfect. Then, I heard someone calling out for me. ‘Hey, what are you doing?”Quickly I got off the ground and turned around and there he was. I pretended to panic. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry, This is so embarrassing!” I grabbed the blanket and started to walk inside.“Wait! Where you going come here real quick!” I stopped. He looked me up and down. Smiling he said, “You like dressing up like this? It looks great on you. Don’t be nervous, I won’t say anything if you don’t want me to. Come here though,” he extended his hand.I dropped the blanket and held is hand. “I’m so embarrassed. I need to change. It totally skipped my mind that you were coming today.” 

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