If you had told Cole that he would have the perfect job by the time he was twenty-four, he would have though you were crazy. Just by luck, he was able to talk his way into it after a trip to the job fair. Working at the car wash for two years after a three year stint at state college was not working out for him.
A few quick handshakes at a job fair later, and Cole was moving into The Glades, the premier retirement complex of the Florida panhandle. The man who hired Cole told him the history, about how some wannabe natural gas magnate was sold over ten thousand acres of gas-free swampland in the 1990s. Turning water into wine, the man decided he was going to build his own city, populated with over-50 people. Easy to police, lots of disposable income, and voting almost all the same way--it would have been an ideal setting. After maybe a decade of construction and a few shady county deals, and The Glades was born.
Cole's job was never really defined, but it was basically to drive around in a golf cart and help people in Orange Groves, one of the four neighbourhoods that made up The Glades. Sometimes he would stop in peoples' homes and do minor repairs, or just check up on people to see if they were doing well. His supervisor Hector had actually said to him to make sure that no one had died in the yards, because the birds or alligators will eat the bodies.
The job was decent pay, and all of his rent was taken care of because he could stay in one of the condos. Cole could go out once in a while to Panama City and get some surfing in, or go to the giant golf course in the Orange Groves and practice his drives. Every once in a while, one of the wealthier residents would offer to get Cole to caddy, and he could make a few hundred dollars just for one day.
All of the residents loved Cole. He just had that cool bit of charm going for him, although it did not pay off for him well through college. The women were not impressed with his prospects. Cole was pretty average as far as guys went, although he had a nice deep tan from working outside and getting to the beach. He was 5'10", decent body, curly black hair. He also was one-fourth Japanese, which was a bit of a conversation-starter for women but did not get much traction after that.
Some of the residents loved Cole so much that he was able to parlay it into a bit of sex. Cole had an affinity for some of the older women. He could never quite nail down what it was, but he had a feeling that since they were a little desperate that it was a turn-on for him as well. In his being there for a little over a year, he had already fucked three residents.
Cole was rolling up on one of the avenues when he got a radio call from Hector. Pulling over, he got on the horn. "Car 3 to control--go."
"Car 3, we got a call from 31 Maple,"
Hector replied.
"She says she saw a rat. Over."
Cole smiled and punched the air. Hoshi! "Teeeen-fo-wah!" He put the radio back in its holder and pulled out. Hoshi was the lovely 53-year-old who made a ton of money selling insurance and then just packed it in one day. She never married. Cole had plenty of time to hear her entire life story because she loved to talk about herself.
Another thing Hoshi loved to do was fuck a young guy, and Cole was willing to throw his body in just as a favour. Their meet-ups were rare, but when they got together, it was pure magic. She was still keeping up with her body, and Hoshi had more time now in retirement to do her Pilates.
Cole pulled up on Maple and found the place. The complex was a series of attached condos. Just about every one of these complexes looked almost identical, and the roads were laid out like some sort of computer designed them. It was safe living, and the residents liked the fact that everyone seemed to live in a similar home. It felt secure and comfortable, which most of the residents longed for.
Cole got his tiny flashlight out, prepared to find no rat. He knew that dirty old lady and what she was up to. He got up to the door and knocked.
Hoshi answered, and she was there in a purple one-piece. "Oh, Cole!" She laughed and made a vain attempt at trying to cover her tits. She was slender and had modest-sized boobs. She opened the glass door. "Come in!" Hoshi had an accent but still spoke good enough English, even if she forgot a verb now and then.
Cole followed her in, getting his shoes off once he was inside. The air conditioner was on full blast, like in many of the homes in The Glades. They went up the carpeted stairs as Cole watched her ass. It was a little on the flat side, but Cole knew how to make the best out of a bad situation.
They went into the bathroom, and Hoshi waved her arms around. "He was in here! Little guy--mean face!" She made an adorable rat sneer, baring her teeth and holding her hands up like a rat would. "You find him!"
Cole clicked on his flashlight and opened up the cupboard under the sink, while Hoshi went out. He was not sure what he was looking for. There was no rat shit anywhere, and Cole could not see any place where a rat could get in. He exhaled sharply, then closed up the cupboard.
Cole went out into the hall and went to the bedroom, knowing full well where it was. Hoshi was standing next to the bed, taking her swimsuit off. It was halfway off, exposing her tits. She had protruding brown nipples.
Cole stopped in his tracks, unsure still if he had the green light to see her. "Oh, sorry!"
Hoshi just turned and smiled, then continued stripping off. Now she stood there naked and turned. She was shaved down with a nice landing strip. She had a hand on her side as she cocked her hips. "Come on! You be my boy today."
Cole chuckled. "I don't know. I should be working."
Hoshi walked right over and put her arms up over Cole's shoulders. "No! I lie about the rat. You won't be in trouble!" She kissed Cole on the lips, gently and quickly. "I missed you."
Cole took two handfuls of Hoshi's ass and kissed her back. He figured this was not the first time he slacked off on the job. Plus, who was to say that this was not helping? Hoshi pulled away, then helped Cole get his shirt off. She took his cock in her hand, leading him to the bed. When she let go, Cole figured he better get his shorts off. He slid them and his underwear off, then gave himself a stroke.
Hoshi got up on the bed, then spun around with her ass in the air. She got her face close to Cole's erect penis, then stuck her tongue out and ran it up and down along his shaft. Cole just stood there and enjoyed the sensation.
After a few minutes, Hoshi got on her back and had her ass just at the edge of the bed. Cole moved in and got his dick near her pussy. He gripped his member and slapped it against the pussy lips. A few dips in, and Cole was able to penetrate her. Hoshi's face lit up as she took the dips. Cole held her legs up as he fucked her.
Hoshi purred while she rubbed her hands up and down Cole's torso. "Oh, you are very very
good
," she moaned. "You give me good dick, yes?"
Cole just smiled as he thrusted back and forth. He loved watching her little butterfly flap as he fucked her. Looking down at that vulnerable face, Cole felt like he was really in control. Whatever success this mature woman had out there, she was putty in his hands here in the bedroom.
Cole pulled out, then got Hoshi to flip over. Hoshi got on all fours on the bed. Cole held onto her ankles as he pushed his way in, still standing on the floor. Hoshi yelped as she felt the cock slide up in her. Cole loved it when she squealed, and he wanted more. He pounded her, and Hoshi responded by whipping her head up and screeching.
"Yes, yes!" Hoshi was having a great time. "Fuck meeee!"
Cole pushed his way up onto the bed, still keeping his dong in her. Hoshi pushed her face into the mattress while Cole got up on his feet, driving the cock in as hard as he could. His smooth balls slapping against her small ass felt great. Hoshi was getting beads of sweat forming on her back already.
Cole then flipped Hoshi over again. He got down and put his mouth right over her slit. "Oh! I am wet already," Hoshi whined, but Cole wanted to taste her. He licked and slurped while Hoshi clutched onto the blanket. "Oh, you are so good! Fuck me, baby!"
Cole got up and laid on top of Hoshi, pushing his cock in. The two of them kept their faces an inch apart while Cole pumped her. He could feel the intensity building up. A lot of times he finished up on her back or her tits, but now he just figured he would drop off a deposit. He let out a yell as the pulses came out of him. Hoshi looked down at their enjoined genitals, then back into her lover's eyes. "Oh, you cum in me! Oh, fuckin' good."
Cole gave a laugh. "I hope we don't have to worry about...you know."
