Adultery HONEY, WE NEED TO TALK by Just_Words(+19 copied)
THE CLUELESS HUSBAND

Sarah knew she was lucky to have a husband who made so much money that she could stay at home and didn't need to work, but sometimes she got bored. There were only so many lunches with the ladies of the rotary club one can attend in a week. Also, her husband Stephen worked so hard that he frequently was too tired to have sex. So there she was, a bored and horny housewife, a combustible combination.

It was a warm day in late September when northern California got it's yearly heatwave. Sarah used to call this time of year an "Indian Summer" but she knew that didn't sound right in the politically correct Bay Area, so she tried not to use that phrase. But it was hot so she put on her bikini and was going to head out into the backyard to read a romance novel in the shade when she realized that the landscapers were there working. She looked down at her tiny swimsuit which didn't leave much to the imagination and then out at the short, stocky latino men, brown skinned and sweating in the sun while they pulled weeds in her flower beds and mowed the lawn.



It didn't really seem proper to go parading half-naked in front of the workmen like this, thought Sarah as she hesitated. Samuel would definitely throw a fit if he caught her doing that. He could be so jealous sometimes. But then again, he wasn't due home for hours yet, and Sarah rather liked the idea of giving these little mexican landscapers a bit of a thrill. After all, someone ought to appreciate her sexy figure if her husband was going to be too exhausted to pay attention to her. So Sarah put on a wicked grin and nonchalantly strolled right out the sliding glass doors and into the back yard past the workman in her skimpy bikini. Her boobs were bouncing and her ass cheeks were half hanging out, so she tried to hitch up her top and pull her bikini bottom down to cover her rear better as she walked barefoot and self-conscious across the cool green grass. She felt her cheeks blushing as all work ceased and all the dark brown eyes of the lawn gang were fixed on her swaying figure.



"Caramba! Mamacita!" exclaimed one fellow in amazement, dropping his hoe as he weeded the flower bed.



"Calmate, pinche cabron," hissed another fellow working by his side.

Sarah giggled in response. Her Spanish was rusty, but she knew that the second fellow had said a bad word. "¡Hola! Ser educado en torno a una dama," she said to the one that swore. She was telling him to be polite around a lady and he took his hat off in apology and looked up at her, interested that she could speak his language.



"Lo siento, señorita. Lo siento," he said, apologizing profusely.

"Señora, Estoy casado," she replied with a smile, letting him know she was married.



"Eso está muy mal," he teased, suggesting that he wished she were single.

Sarah was a few inches taller than little landscaper and as they contemplated each other, she was struck by the differences between them. She was tall, thin, and pale, and he was short, dark, and thickly muscled. He reminded her of a mexican meatball, and he had that twinkle in his eye that some latino men had when they fancied themselves a lady's man. She didn't normally go for ethnic types. She had only every dated white guys, but she found this little fellow to be charming. He had an infectious smile.



They conversed for a few minutes in Spanish while the other guys went reluctantly back to work, gazing over enviously now and then as their pal chatted up the sexy mistress of the house. Sarah found out that the man's name was Oscar and that he was from El Salvador, not Mexico. She told him that he must be tired from all this hard work, but he just waved dismissively and told her that his family had a farm back home and that was real work, this was nothing. He told her about their goats and pigs, and plowing the fields with a donkey, and bragged that farm work had made him big and strong. He pulled up his shirt sleeve and made a muscle, inviting Sarah to feel it. She laughed and obliged him, and she had to admit he did have quite a rock hard bicep.

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