Loud noises outside had wakened Maria at eight-thirty one morning. She threw a robe over her naked body and went to investigate, ready to give hell to anyone who was responsible for such a ruckus. When she peered out her kitchen window,.a construction crew had arrived to begin long-needed work on the street where her home was located.
Most of the men Maria saw were either middle-aged with beer bellies or looked like ex-cons with their arms and torsos covered in tattoos. The two men who did capture her attention became two of her favorite workers during the time the crew was working on her street: Matt and Rafael.
Rafael was a very good-looking Latino man in his mid-twenties. He wasn't very tall, but he was well-built with a bubble butt and dark chiseled features.
Matt was around the same age as Rafael. He was a little over six feet tall, blond, a bit more muscular than Rafael, had a tight ass, and when he removed his shirt on hot days, Maria saw his six-pack abs.
During the summer months, Maria either wore only bras and panties or a bikini bathing suit that left very little to the imagination; being single, she didn't have to bother putting on many clothes just to stay home.
She also left the window blinds open during the day. The possibility of someone from the street seeing Maria roaming through her house more than half naked never bothered her.At forty, she looked younger and managed to keep the body she'd had twenty years earlier.
Maria often sat near her pool in one of her skimpy bikinis while the construction crew was there. They became accustomed to.seeing the sexy middle-aged woman, and she sometimes offered them cold drinks or offered to let them use her bathroom instead of their smelly port-a-potty.
Both Rafael and Matt caught her eyeing them several times and returned the favor with appreciative gazes of their own. She started letting sexual fantasies about each of them run through her head at night. She imagined herself between both of them in her big bed, her tongue flicking over their hard abdomens while her hands squeezed their perfect ass cheeks. She would then work her way down to each of their genitals with her tongue and hands, tease their balls with her mouth, and finally take turns sucking each guy's cock until they begged to fuck her.
Each fantasy was varied; one time, she'd have sex with Rafael while Matt watched. On another night, she fantasized that she was doing Matt with Rafael watching them, and in yet another, Maria fucked both of them at the same time. Whatever the fantasies were, she never failed to achieve an orgasm each time.
My God, if I actually did all of those things instead of fantasizing about them, I would be seen as a slut. Oh well, most of the assholes in this neighborhood probably think I'm one anyway.
The afternoon in question when she finally saw Matt and Rafael "up close and personal" was also hot. The crew was preparing to put down new tar on the street, but all the guys weren't needed. They'd just returned from their lunch break when Maria's doorbell rang. She was delighted to see a shirtless Matt standing there, a thin film of perspiration layering his strong torso.
