Warning: This story is not for children.
Mary Thromter was in her Escalade. She was in the back seat and her driver was taking her through the neighborhood. She did not frequently travel through this part of town.
Some men caught her eye. They were working men.
“Octavio stop the car.” She said. The car stopped and they were right next to a construction site. There were some heavily tanned men standing near the road.
Mary rolled down her window. “Hey you, come with me.” She pointed to one of the men and he did.
She opened the door and he got in the car. His skin was a deep tan from working in the son and he was wearing working boots.
“Drive Octavio.” Mary said. And the Escalade rolled on to its destination.
“So, what is your name cutie?”
The man spoke, “It’s Jim.”
“Oh Jim. That’s a beautiful name.” Mary purred.
“Thanks miss.” Said Jim.
“Just call me Mary.” As Mary spoke she flicked her hair out of her face and she shifted her legs.
“Well, where are we going Mary?” Asked Jim.
“Back to my place. It won’t be far now.” Said Mary.
They arrived at her estate. It was a huge house with a gate. They got out of the car and entered the home.
“Come Jim, we will go straight to the bedroom.” Said Mary.
“Fine with me.” said Jim.
They both entered her palatial bedroom. Mary moved to the bed and sat on it. She turned to Jim.
Mary looked at him with lust. “Come to me you dirty hard-working man.”
And he did. Their bodies came close together physically on the bed with the expensive sheets.
He took off his workman’s shirt and threw it to the floor. His body was muscular and strong.
“Oh yes! I like what I see.” Said Mary. Their mouths locked together as they kissed each other. They kissed with passion and even used their tongues.
Mary pulled back for a moment and looked at Jim. “Your french kiss is good like a tasty croissant.”
“Thank you.” Said Jim.
As they kissed, Jim used his hands to grab her breasts. He squeezed them firmly with his strong working hands.
“Not too hard Jim, my breasts are not cactus.” Mary moaned.
Things were getting exciting. Mary unleashed, “Oh take me you dirty working man! Give me your eggplant!”
Jim inserted his reproductive organ into her receiving hole and thrusted. He thrusted in, but also pulled out, but also went back in.
“Oh yes! Me Like-y! Me Like-y! Yowza!” Yelled Mary with her pleasure.
They both climaxed together and it was great.
As they lay in bed, Mary looked at Jim with joy. She said, “That was amazing Jim. If you want you can have a shower here and you can even have some food.”
Jim looked at her, “Do you have soap?” He looked towards the shower.
“I do.” Confirmed Mary.
“Fantastic.” Said Jim. His face revealed a smile as he had not showered with soap in over 3 days.