At eighteen, I was the only child of two professional parents who worked a lot. We lived in an upscale neighborhood. My family was not rich, but well-to-do. My father had his own business and was very keen that I work hard and understand the value of money. To this end, I earned my own money by taking care of the lawn and pool for a couple of houses in our neighborhood including our own.
I was pretty tall for my age, six feet, but still quite thin at 160 lbs. I had a swimmer's body and didn't have a lot of body hair other than my pubes and a little in my armpits. I had had a number of sexual experiences with girls my age, but was also curious about men. I was attracted to older, hairy masculine men, but had never had the chance to act upon it.
One afternoon, I came home from school and noticed that moving vans had just finished unloading furniture to the house next door which had been for sale since last year. While I was mowing our front lawn, a large black Mercedes pulled up in the driveway of the house. The driver got out and appeared to be a Middle Eastern man, early forties, six feet, two inches tall, two hundred ten muscular pounds with a medium length, well-kept beard. His hair was cut short on the sides and a little longer on the top and well-coiffed with gel. He was dressed in a dark gray suit and wore fine, black leather shoes. Man he was hot! Just the type of "daddy" I was looking for!
I continued mowing the lawn and then noticed that the man was coming toward me. I stopped the mower and he approached me and shook my hand, introducing himself as Abdullah al-Aziz. He wanted to introduce himself and I welcomed him to the neighborhood. At first, he did not understand that I actually lived in the house, he thought I must be from a lawn service. I explained that I did live here and was responsible for the lawn and pool. I showed him around the yard and our pool in the back. It was hard for me to concentrate on talking to him as I was mesmerized by his good looks, muscular body and the package that seemed to be straining the suit pants.
He was impressed with the job I had done and asked if I would be interested in maintaining his lawn and pool and inquired what I would charge. I gave him my figure and he said that it sounded a little low and that he would be prepared to pay me twenty five dollars extra to ensure that I would keep his property "tip-top" (as he called it). I agreed to work for him for one month and if we both agreed, we could continue. It was me who was wary as I had had some asshole customers who expected way too much and I wanted an easy out if he was a complainer.
He asked me if I could help him carry some carpets into his house. In the Mercedes, there were four huge oriental carpets which we carried in, taking our shoes off at the door. He had size thirteen feet packed into some tight socks. That piqued my interest.
