Don't judge me. I seduced one of the day laborers working on the maintenance/landscaping crew in my apartment complex...and it was basically my first time.
I'm Patrick, but you can call me Pat. I used to be in great shape, but things have changed now that I'm 2 years away from 50 and I don't work out like I used to. I'm white, 5'9" tall, 200 lbs, and balding.
At 48, things have changed. For one, I was married to a woman, Pat (Patricia), for 17 years. And yes, we were Pat and Pat...Patrick and Patricia... That fact made us the punchline in many jokes along the way. We got married shortly after college and had a child 3 years into the marriage.
After our daughter came home, it's like my wife was no longer interested in sex. I don't think it was that she necessarily fell out of love with me, but that she was just no longer interested in sex at all.
Changing diapers, being awake all night—all those things contribute to a rocky marriage.
Over time, things just got worse. We were basically roommates living in the same house for the benefit of our daughter. Once she made it to high school and could basically fiend for herself, my wife filed for divorce.
During this time, I'd remained faithful. I mostly jacked off while watching porn or reading erotic stories on Reddit and sites like Literotica.
Eventually, I noticed I was being turned on by the men in the videos. There was something about hard abs, a big cock plowing pussy, and the overall sexuality of the male body.
Fast forward and I now live alone in a one-bedroom apartment in a pretty sketchy part of town. It's not necessarily "the hood," but it's far from the suburbs where I lived with my wife before she got the house in the divorce.
I'd been having curious urges.
I ended up finally checking out some gay porn using the incognito tab option on my laptop so my history wouldn't show up, or autosuggested domains reveal this secret growing inside of me.
I wanted to experiment. Bad.
One afternoon I was off from work sitting at my desk watching porn when I noticed the crew of guys working outside on the landscaping and some exterior construction touch ups around the gutters and soffit. They show up just about every other week on Wednesdays to cut the grass like clockwork. It's the same crew that works maintenance on the complex that is basically falling apart. It's pretty clean, so I don't complain because the rent is so cheap. I had a leak near a window and a toilet that never flushes on the first go.
The boss is a white guy about my age who usually sits in his big chevy crew cab truck with the windows up in the AC while the crew, about 5 latino men, do the real work.
These men are hot.
Each of them has a natural rugged masculinity about them. Two of them are working with their shirts off.
OMG. I'm horny as hell watching them...
Then there's a knock at my door. I zip up my pants and head to look out the peephole and it's one of the guys.
"Hello sir, we fix the frame of your window," he said in broken English.
At first I couldn't understand what he was saying or asking, but then after a short while I realized he was asking if he and another one of the guys could come in and access the exterior through the inside since they couldn't reach some of the soffit with the ladder they were using.
"Sure," I reply before the guy goes back to get one of his coworkers.
The guy at the door was pretty sexy, but the one he went to get was drool-worthy.
Jorge wasn't that tall, standing at about 5'7 his skin was a tanned reddish copper tone and he was tatted all over his tight stomach, muscled chest and thick neck. Jorge had a random tattoo on his forehead, and two tear drops under one of his eyes...and the virgin mary across one of his muscular biceps.
"Hola," he said when we made eye contact. He held out his hand to shake mine, before giving me a quick grin which exposed the missing front tooth in his smile.
I'd never felt this way about a man before.
I was sexually attracted to this man. He was built like a tank wearing no shirt at this point, and jeans that were obviously 2 sizes too big for him. The fit snug around his massive quads, but were very loose around the waist, so they sagged a little.
I showed Jorge and the guy who knocked to the living room window that they needed to reach.
I couldn't really understand why they needed to be both inside and outside at the same time, but apparently, they needed to reframe the window. They both drilled and hammered until they got to a certain point where the other guy went back outside.
I stood there with my arms folded watching what they were doing, but mostly watching Jorge's body as he reached up and over, hammered, and drilled.
Occasionally he would turn around and make eye contact with this nervous look in his eyes.
As they finished up the rough part of the work, the regular landscapers were done and that left Jorge and the first guy who knocked at the door left.
I walked over to where Jorge was up on the ladder, looking up at his washboard abs and the happy trail of jet black hair poking out of the top of his blue and white striped boxers that showed because the waist of his jeans were too big.
Once, when he looked down at me from on top of the step ladder, I looked up at him licking my lips seductively.
My heart was beating so fast.
Jorge looked away squinting in confusion/disgust.
