Working from home isn’t all bad, I thought as I glanced up from my desk and watched four twenty-something year old men unload their equipment from the tree service trucks. My husband had arranged for the guys to take down some trees around the property. They had their instructions and wouldn’t bother me as I worked, or so the foreman promised. Too bad, considering their muscular shoulders and arms… I felt the warmth growing between my legs and considered rubbing one out. No, I had to get some work done first.
The morning dragged on while we all worked, while I enjoyed the pleasant view of strong arms out of the corner of my eye. A few times my fingers wandered down and lightly rubbed my pussy lips through my yoga pants. My arousal hadn’t subsided. By now my swollen pussy was noticeably wet. I wondered which of the young studs had the biggest cock. I realized that I was watching one in particular. No more than 25, with beautiful, dark chocolate skin and rippling muscles that could lift me up onto his cock and hold me in place while he fucked me with no reservations. I longed to see what was in his pants. The sweat glistening off of his skin begged to be tasted. I couldn’t take it anymore.