She never thought it could be like this. Cindy Sears leaned back in the spa and exhaled, her breath making a light cloud in the cool night air. It had all started innocent enough. The Myers had left Cindy in charge of their Malibu estate while they were away in Europe. Cindy had known the Myers since her father had done some landscaping for them years ago. She took up house sitting during the summers while she was off from College.
House sitting is an easy job. You water the plants, feed pets if there are any. In return Cindy got to sit on leather sofas and watch soaps on a big screen T.V. Like Music Appreciation in high school, it was a bird course. The only thing you had to put up with was servants, or groundskeepers.
The Myers had a sofa, a spa, and the television. There was only one worker who came on the grounds, Dustin, the pool man. The Myers were never gone for long… only a week at the most, so they kept Dustin employed. He was about Twenty-two, Short brown hair, and a body to die for. His Arms were tight and toned, tanned from working in the sun.
Cindy had spent many an afternoon watching him work from the upstairs window. She would have been lying if she had said she hadn’t thought about seducing him, or that she hadn’t touched herself while watching him working down around the kidney shaped pool. Her hand would slide down into her shorts, her fingers sliding down the lips of her pussy, then back up, settling lightly on her clit.
Then, yesterday, she caught him watching her through the window of the kitchen as she loaded her week’s worth of dishes in the washer. She wasn’t expecting him, running around the house in her underwear and night shirt. It was one of her guilty pleasures, and now Dustin was evidently enjoying on of his.
His eyes were half closed, his shoulders jerking slightly. His eyes flew wide as she turned; his head disappeared from the window as he ran. It took Cindy a moment to realize he had been jerking off while watching her. She smiled as she leaned against the counter, suddenly wet with excitement, Goosebumps running down her arms. She let her hand slid down under her underwear to slide along her moist lips. Before she could change her mind she ran to the door and caught Dustin as he was climbing into his truck.
“Wait!”
He paused one foot still on the pavement. Cindy wasn’t sure if it was her request, or seeing her stand there in a skimpy shirt and panties. Maybe it was her nipples poking through the fabric atop her C cup breasts.
Cindy licked her lips and paused a moment longer, standing at the edge of a cliff. She jumped.
“I wouldn’t want to let you leave without finishing the job.”
Dustin’s mouth worked for a moment. He stepped down from his truck. Cindy could see his zipper was still down.
“The job?” he asked.
Cindy motioned with her chin and looked pointedly at his crouch. She licked her lips again.
“Why don’t you come inside?” she asked, “I could finished it for you.”
Cindy’s heart was pounding as Dustin slowly closed the door on his truck. She couldn’t believe it was happening like this. She slid one hand from her hip down to her ass. She could feel her chest begin to flush.
“Look Cindy,” He said, “I didn’t mean to…”
