One late morning on a hot, mid-summer day, I was dispatched to do a repair on a home security system in an area known for large, expensive houses. When I made my call to make sure someone was home and let them know that I was on my way, I spoke with a woman with a sexy sounding southern drawl. She told me that when I got there, she would be in her back yard, and that I should come around back.
When I got to the house, I grabbed my tool bag and walked around to the back. As I got to the gate, I announced myself as I opened it up and walked in the yard.
"Over here, sweetie!" I heard as I closed the gate.
There laying on an inflatable raft in a large pool floated my customer, wearing a bikini and holding a drink in her hand.
As I walked to the edge of the pool, I looked her over. She was not very tall, and not a thin woman. She wasn't fat, just very curvy with some meat on her bones. She had long, dark, curly hair tied back in a pony-tail, ample thighs, and a pair of huge breasts. From looking at her complexion, I guessed that she was Hispanic.
"Just give me a sec, sweetie," she told me in her sweet southern accent. "I'm just enjoying my time before my kids get home."
"Not a problem," I replied, enjoying the view as she paddled her way to the shallow end of the pool.
The way that her full ass cheeks filled her bikini bottoms as she climbed out of the pool, and then bent over to dry her legs, was quite a site.
"Hi, darlin'," she said, sticking her hand out to me a couple of minutes later after she slipped on a pair of heeled sandals. "I'm Luci."
"Hi Luci," I replied as I took her hand. "I'm Kurt."
I followed Luci as she took me into her house and brought me down to her family room, where the problem was, my eyes on her ass most of the way.
As we walked into the house, she took her sunglasses off, and I saw a beautiful pair of bright blue eyes gazing back at me.
"You're surprised by my eyes, aren't you sugar?" she laughed softly.
"A little bit, yes," I replied. "Your skin tone doesn't exactly scream 'blue eyes'."
Luci giggled. "Yeah, my mama is Mexican, but my daddy is German. It seems that the only thing physical that I got from him was my eyes."
"Well, at the risk of getting myself in trouble, you have beautiful eyes," I told her.
"Now why would such a nice compliment get you in trouble, sweetie?" she drawled softly, touching my upper arm.
It didn't take me long to find the problem, and I soon had her service back up and running. She stayed with me while I worked and told me about her divorce, which I assumed to still be very fresh, and her cheating ex.
She told me how they had been high school sweethearts growing up in Texas, got married after they graduated, and how she had worked while he went to college. He eventually got a very well-paying job that moved them up to Chicago.
She quit working when she became pregnant, and decided to stay home to raise their kids. One day, she hired a baby sitter, their regular sitter's younger sister, and went out shopping, buying bags of lingerie at Victoria's Secret.
"I got home and saw his car in the driveway, and I thought I could have some fun after I put the kids down for a nap and give him a fashion show. Instead, I walk in and find the bastard screwing the baby sitter in my bed!"
"Ouch!" I replied, not knowing what else to say.
I handed her the invoice to sign, and as she turned around to walk to ab eight-foot pool table, I again watched her ass move with every step, and her tits swaying as she bent over.
"So, did you like the view?" she asked me as she handed the papers back to me.
"Oh, geez. I'm sorry," I told her, a little embarrassed that she caught me.
"Don't be, darlin'," she replied, smiling. "It's nice to know that that a fat girl like me can still get a man's attention."
"Fat? You're not fat by any stretch of the imagination!" I told her.
"Awww. Thanks, sweetie," she said, smiling at me again. "But I'm afraid that my ex would disagree with you."
"He told you that you were fat?" I asked.
"He didn't have to. By the time that I caught him fucking the skinny, tit-less little whore, he hadn't touched me in almost a year," she told me. "That's why I went shopping that day. I was trying to light a spark under him."
"Wow," I replied. "That's just ... wrong, in so many ways."
"I know! Right?" she said. "He had these big titties to play with, and this big, soft ass to tap, and he wanted a skinny little bitch that looked like a twelve year-old boy, instead!"
As she said that, she lifted her tits and turned her back, slapping her ass.
I didn't know how to respond, so I just smiled and shook my head. Luci laughed, and I saw her eyes travel up my body, lingering for a couple of seconds at my slowly expanding bulge.
I had an embarrassed smile on my face when her gaze finally met my eyes, and I looked away quickly.
"So you don't think I'm too fat?" she asked softly.
"Honestly, I don't think that you're fat at all," I told her.
"Awww, you're sweet," she replied, softly touching my upper arm.
"What can I say? I like a woman with a little meat on her bones."
"Yeah, well I've got more than just a little meat, darlin'," she laughed.
"Nah, you look fine to me," I told her.
"So you'd rather do me than some bony teen-age-lookin' little bitch?" she asked, her voice even softer.
"In a heartbeat," I told her.
Her eyes went down my body again, this time stopping at my crotch.
"So, if I were to do this, you wouldn't object?" she asked, her voice soft and sexy as she stepped toward me and gently grasped and squeezed my cock.
"Mmmmm. Only if that's all you did," I replied, softly sliding my hand down her back.
"Oh my. This feels ... nice. And thick," she whispered.
"Do you have enough time to prove that?" she asked.
"I can make all the time I need," I told her, gliding my fingertips across her ass. "It's lunch time."
