There are certain advantages to having a boyfriend who is well -off and travels quite a bit. Besides all the shopping that I get to do, my house in Westchester is exquisitely decorated. I have always had a taste for the finer things in life, so of course I needed a place complete with a pool. Did I mention how much I love to swim? No, silly…. I don’t do it naked! Wouldn’t that be something for all those stroker addicts to dream about??!!!
The pool boy does it better
I have to admit, it does get me all excited watching the pool cleaner with his ripped body sans shirt, cleaning the leaves from the pool. I thought of having those trees cut down, but then I wouldn’t need him so much anymore. I love it when he has to get in the pool, to fish some debris from the jets. Talk about a little game of tease and denial! He takes care of me though, peeling back the crotch of my bathing suit, as I sit on the pool’s edge. He works magic with that tongue worshiping my wet slit.
Boyfriend knows his place
As you can guess, I was discovered once when boyfriend came home early from a business trip. He got a good look at the pool boy’s hot bull cock ramming me. There was absolutely no way I was going to stop, just because he was watching. I could tell he couldn’t take his eyes off that cock, realizing it made him a cuckold. Boyfriend knew the bedroom was one place he was unable to satisfy my needs. He would have to concede his manliness to a hunky, well hung stud. When I got in bed that night, I purposely forgot to shower. I felt boyfriend’s finger slide in my slit. I touched his rock hard dick and whispered into his ear, “You’ll never get to fuck me again, jerk that cock for me!”