I’m thirty-five years old and married to a successful attorney. I’m five-foot-ten-inches tall with blonde hair and green eyes.

Dick and I have been married for fifteen years and have a very good sex life. So good that until recently, he was the only man I’d had sex with since we married. Before we married, I went to bed with countless men. I never really fulfilled my Lady Chatterley-type fantasies.

Our gardener had hired on several new men to mow his customers lawns. Archie was assigned to our lawn. When I first laid eyes on him, I said to myself, “What a hunk.” He is six-foot-two-inches tall, in his late twenties, and very muscular.

From that day in April, when Archie was first introduced to me, I wanted to fuck him. The more I saw on him, the more I wanted him. Always on time and polite, Archie was at my house mowing away every Tuesday at 8:30A.M.

From the start, I was friendly with him. I’d make him coffee or a cold drink and have him come inside to drink it. Each time I had him in the house, I would wear something a little more revealing. First I wore tight-fitting pair of short shorts and a loosely tied halter with no panties or bra. The shorts were so tight they clung to the shape of my cunt lips. As I moved, my nipples could be seen through the halter. The next time I wore a bikini one size too small. Once, I even wore a short see-through negligee in hot pink.

Each time, I noticed the bulge in Archie’s pants and wondered how big it was. I wanted to suck and fuck him so bad that when I fucked my husband, I fantasized that he was Archie. My cunt got wet whenever I thought about Archie, which was often.

Usually our talks were about his work or the weather. Whenever I tried to talk about sex, he would quickly finish his coffee and go back to work. But by the end of May, I was able to capture my gorgeous gardener. Thanks to some rainy weather, I got him just where I desired him, right between my thighs.

Just like always, Archie drove into the driveway at eight-thirty, unloaded his mower and started working. It was very humid that day, and soon he removed his t-shirt, which left him in a pair of shorts that fit tightly around his beautiful butt and outlined his magnificent cock. God, was I hot! My pussy was wetter than ever as I watched his muscles flex. I decided that somehow, some way, I was going to fuck him that day.

I put on my white bikini. Most of my butt was exposed as it had only a strap that went up the crack of my ass. As usual, I invited Archie in for coffee and he accepted. As he entered the kitchen, I was standing opposite the door so that he could take me all in. With a smile, he said, “New bikini?”

“Yes,” I replied. “I bought it just for you.” I turned around so that he could see the rest of me. “You like it?”

“Yes, very sexy,” he answered.

I noticed the bulge in his pants. As he tried to cover himself, I said, “I guess I do that to you a lot?”

“Do what?” Archie asked. “Give you an erection.”

“All the time,” Archie said.

Just then it started to rain. I asked him if he would like to take a shower. He said that it might help cool him off. I said that I hoped it didn’t, adding “I would like to cool you off.” He said nothing as I took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom in the master bedroom. “Now I’ve got him,” I thought.

I told Archie to start his shower and I would bring him a towel. As soon as I heard the water running, I got out of my bikini and stepped into the shower with him. We looked into each other’s eyes for a brief moment and then he took me in his arms and we kissed.

Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths as our hands roamed over each other’s body. I could feel his giant cock getting harder and bigger. I kissed my way down his beautiful body until I was on my knees with his heavy cock inches from my face. I engulfed it with my mouth as the water from the shower cascaded down over us.

I licked his cockhead, shaft, and balls. I waned to taste his come, and I continued to suck him harder. He stopped me before he came. “Let’s finish this in bed,” This time Archie led me by the hand to the bedroom.

As I lay spread-eagled, Archie put his head down between my legs and then proceeded to eat me. God, his tongue flicked so fast that it felt he had a hundred tongues. Archie’s hand played with my nipples as he ate me to three orgasms. He then stretched out next to me, and as we kissed, his fingers played with my clit. He sucked and played with my nipples. Oh, how I wanted to have him fuck me — and I told him so.

Archie raised himself, spread my legs open and proceeded to give me the greatest fucking of my life. As he pumped in and out, I started to move my hips with him. With each thrust he gave me more of his cock until I had every blessed inch. We kissed as we fucked. We both came together.

It was the first time I ever came with my sex partner while on the bottom. I usually have to get myself off by being on top.

After we rested a bit, I sucked Archie off. I could taste our love juices on him. They tasted very sweet. He started to pulsate and then gave me the tastiest load I ever had the pleasure of sucking out of a man.

I must have sucked over a hundred cocks in my life, but none of them ever gave me as much come as Archie. I was always able to swallow all of a man’s load, but not his. Some of his come dripped out of my mouth onto my chin, neck and tits. I took his cock out of my mouth and had him shoot the last few drops on my face. I’d never let any man, not even my husband, do that. Archie then held my head as he rubbed his cock all over my face, covering every inch of it with his come.

We showered again and then he left. That was only the first of many times I fucked my rough gardener lover, and I wanted to share it with other readers of Variations.