♥ Calder

 

 

Calder the gardener was downstairs, probably sulking and wondering where she was.

Calder was one of Aubrey’s favorites.

He was very a good-looking college student from Australia, but he was short; so his Napoleon complex compelled him to be more masculine than he needed to be – and would go to the ends of the earth to show a woman how much of a man he could be to them.

He was also heavy into bodybuilding, and Aubrey loved to look at his massive chest, well-developed biceps and rock-solid thighs from her upstairs window as he went about his business in her backyard. It was also heavenly to be taken by a real he-man every once in a while.

And Aubrey had taught him exactly how to please her in bed.

He was only nineteen, so he was young and eager to learn.  He wasn’t bright, but rather like a dog; he was obedient, fiercely loyal and jealous. Aubrey had to constantly remind him that she was happily married so he would keep his distance like she requested, but he was hurt whenever he couldn’t see her immediately, like today.

However, that just made him all the more amorous when they did get together.  

Aubrey went to the upstairs hallway window and looked out into the backyard. There was Calder, opening the garden shed doors in order to get out the lawnmower and the other landscaping supplies he would need for this early spring day.

The front door slammed shut and then she heard Foster start his car. She went to the upstairs front hallway window and watched him drive away.

She put on her silk dressing gown and went downstairs.

She opened the sliding glass doors and went out to stand on the slate patio that wrapped around the backyard pool. She called out to Calder, who dropped the bags of mulch he was holding and walked towards her.  His muscles rippled under his tight work shirt and he adjusted his crotch as he came closer to her.

“Calder is already getting excited,” she thought with delight, “but he will still have to wait until he’s finished with the outside garden before we make love.”

Calder took off his work gloves as he neared towards Aubrey and nervously looked around. He always thought that someone was watching and that they might get caught in the act of having sex, even though there was a high fence around the oversized backyard.

In all actuality, it was true that someone was always watching. This was, after all, Lover’s Point.

Aubrey knew of at least one college kid in the house on the lot adjacent to her backyard who frequently looked out his upstairs bedroom window at her while she sunbathed; she was also aware of her nosy older female neighbor next door – who got up on a ladder frequently to prune the trees that never seemed to need it.

So what if someone got a free show?

Aubrey was comfortable with her body and both of her neighbors seemed to enjoy her sexual exploits.

When Calder came close enough he gave one more nervous look around and said, “Is he gone?”

He meant her husband Foster.

“Yes,” Aubrey replied, “There’s no one here but us.”

Aubrey took Calder’s hand and put it on her breast under her robe and held it there. Calder’s eyes looked longingly into hers as he almost started to sweat. Aubrey watched his trousers tighten as he gulped hard and looked down at the opening in her dressing gown.

“Up here,” she gently laughed as she put her other hand under his chin and lifted it up so he would meet her gaze.

“I can’t see you until this afternoon,” she said, “I have some things to do. Just finish all of the gardening and knock on the door at 3:00. I’ll be ready for you then.”

Calder looked disappointed.

Aubrey gently kissed him on the cheek and closed up her robe. He just stood there looking like a lost puppy.

“I’ll make it up to you,” she said as she closed the door.

His sad look turned into a big grin as he happily went to work, hoping that his reward would be much more than a quickie before Aubrey went out for the evening. Aubrey would not disappoint him – because Calder was, in fact, like a big dog that she was very fond of when it suited her.

Aubrey went upstairs to pamper herself and perform her weekly beauty regimen.

Since Wednesdays were the only days she had alone, it was the day that she did everything for herself, as well as for her husband, to look her best. Besides, her beauty ritual was just one more secret that Foster didn’t need to know about.

This was also another thing that she talked about to her female patients, if she ever had them.

One of the first things that she would tell any female patient was that she never walked around in face masks and leave-in hair treatments; that was something her man didn’t ever need to see.

“Let them watch the game or do something else while you wax your moustache,” she would say. “Let them think everything is natural.”

She knew that it was sexist, but it was still true. Men did not want to be a part of the beauty process; they just wanted to enjoy the results.

Aubrey turned on the shower and made it extra hot. Not great for beauty she thought, but it was good for washing every bit of her husband off of her.

The hot water and steam was just what she needed as she exfoliated every bit of skin she could get to until she felt really clean. Putting conditioner in her hair completed the shower portion of her beauty regimen, and then she would start moisturizing.

After she stepped out of the shower, she toweled off and worked the conditioner further throughout her long, light-auburn hair. She then applied a face mask that would tighten her pores. Next it was time for moisturizer, which she applied playfully to her fully rounded breasts, pausing slightly to get her nipples erect.

She moisturized her toned and sinewy arms, and then she sat down in front of the full-length mirror to pay special attention to her long, slightly muscular legs.  At this point, she would sometimes pleasure herself in front of the mirror, but this morning’s encounter had already satisfied her sexual appetite for now.

“I am finally in my sexual prime,” she thought as she gazed lovingly at herself in the mirror; which was very comforting for a girl who had been so awkward-looking and teased about her looks for so many years before.

Finished with her moisturizing, Aubrey stood up to take a look at her backside in the mirror. It was a pleasing pear shape, and ample enough to take a friendly grab, but not so much as to be out of proportion to her voluptuous breasts and slim waist.

Aubrey spent the rest of the morning doing her nails, talking on the phone and catching up with the patient files on her computer. She looked outside every once in a while to watch Calder doing yard work, looking forward to their encounter before dinner with her husband.

Calder was working up a sweat and there was no doubt that he was also working up an appetite for her as well. He was always so excited when he finally got to be near her that she couldn’t help but immediately get turned-on. Sometimes it was hard to make him understand that she didn’t need any extensive foreplay from him to get in the mood for sex; she just needed him to be thrusting into her as soon as humanly possible.

Finally, at 3:00, Calder came and knocked on the patio door, and Aubrey was more than ready to receive him. She enjoyed her leisurely day by herself, but now she wanted some sexual gratification from her homegrown lover.

She was still wearing her dressing gown; she would put on her evening clothes for dinner after Calder had left. She did, however, put on a new matching bra and thong set she had bought just for Calder – because she knew it would overwhelm his senses.

There wasn’t any reason to pretend otherwise.

When she coyly opened the door he stood there sweaty and dirty, like a ranch hand that had come up to the main house to fetch his weekly two bits from the lady who owned it.

Aubrey just stood there grinning demurely while Calder stared at her breasts and fiddled with his work gloves. She brushed by him and sat down on one of the chaise lounges on the slate patio and motioned for him to come over as she opened her dressing gown.

She wanted to have sex with him while he was dirty, but she didn’t want him in the house that way.

She also knew that it made him uncomfortable to have sex outside because he thought someone would be watching. A rustle of the privacy hedge on the other side of the fence confirmed that it was true, but Aubrey didn’t care.

Calder walked over to the chaise lounge and sat down on the edge. He let go of his work gloves and started to caress Aubrey’s bare legs.

“I missed you this morning,” he said.  

“You forget that I’m a married woman,” Aubrey replied with a smile.

“You drive me crazy,” Calder whispered, leaning over to kiss Aubrey’s thigh.

He supported himself with right arm, his bicep bulging as kissed his way up Aubrey’s freshly shaven legs. Aubrey let out a sigh as his warm mouth came closer to the sensitive areas of her inner thighs.

Aubrey had taught Calder to use his tongue to expertly tease her while he was in pursuit of satisfying his own desires.

As he drew himself closer to the hotness between her thighs, he also pulled himself up onto the chaise lounge. He placed a strong and rough hand on Aubrey’s upper right thigh and she felt herself start to get wet. He then planted a soft kiss between her legs and rose up in front of her, unbuttoning his work-shirt to reveal his hugely sculpted chest and chiseled abs. Aubrey always melted at the sight of his broad shoulders, so sturdy and tan from his long hours of working in the sun.

Calder took off his heavy work boots and unzipped his pants to let loose his throbbing member that now tented the front of his silk knit boxer briefs. As soon as he was free from his pants, he was on top of her, straddling the chaise lounge and leaning over her to hungrily kiss her neck and upper chest.

He then planted a passionate kiss on her mouth, his tongue eagerly seeking out hers. As their tongues encircled each other in a deep lover’s kiss, Calder lowered his raging hard-on gently onto Aubrey’s womanhood, hitting just the right spot.

Aubrey moaned slightly.

She was melting under the raw strength and unbridled emotion of this young Herculean pretty-boy, something she couldn’t control when he was this impassioned.

She was glad that she had made him wait and would have to do it more often.

Calder’s kisses were getting too deep and she couldn’t breathe, so Aubrey moved her hand down to his manhood and grasped it firmly. Calder immediately stopped kissing her and let out a slight whimper as if he had been wounded, but Aubrey knew better.

There was a tiny amount of precum already seeping through his underwear.

Calder stopped kissing her, but he didn’t slow down. He merely switched his focus to her breasts. In almost a single moment, he had Aubrey’s bra undone and he was immediately kissing and caressing them.

He would gently suck first on one, and then the other, flicking his tongue on her nipples and taking as much of her full breasts into his mouth as possible. Aubrey arched her back and closed her eyes as her breasts quivered to his rough touch and his wet mouth. She placed her arms around his wide, muscle-bound back and drew him to her while he almost swallowed her breasts whole in an effort to get even closer to her.

She used one of her professionally pedicured toes to pull his underwear down over his firm, round butt and let his hard-on spring free.

His kisses began to trail down her midriff and got wetter as his mouth neared the waistband of her thong underwear. Holding himself up on the arm of the chaise lounge with one hand, he used his other hand to finger Aubrey’s maidenhood while he ran his tongue under the lace of her thong and down into her slit. He greedily tongued her clit as he pulled down her thong and then compressed his mouth firmly and fully onto her womanhood, thrusting his tongue as deeply into her as he could.

The sensation of Calder’s oral manipulations went through Aubrey like a lightning bolt, the jolt of the sexual charge culminating around her breasts – which she cupped and fondled with her own hands to heighten the sensations she was feeling.

Calder continued his heated tongue-lashing and then began sucking on Aubrey’s clit while he fully and noisily orally serviced her womanhood. Aubrey began to experience a few waves of pleasure and let out several moans and gasps. Calder stood up – completely pulling off her thong and then fully removing his own underwear.

Standing over Aubrey, he seemed like a muscular giant, sweaty and fully erect, looking like he would now take what was rightfully his.

Calder once again straddled the chaise lounge and lifted Aubrey’s legs into a fully spread-eagle position. He entered her quickly with an intensely penetrating motion.

When Aubrey felt his fullness inside of her, she took in a deep breath.

Calder’s manhood wasn’t as big as her husband Foster’s, but his cock was fatter in thickness and filled up Aubrey the way she needed it to right now. Calder pushed himself forcefully all of the way into her, and as she wrapped her legs around his muscular thighs, she pulled him in even further.

He leaned over her, and while he took in that initial pleasure of her wetness surrounding his cock, he lowered his body completely onto her – while she reveled in the feeling of this young beast-man so wholly inside of her and also fully on top of her. All she could do now was hold on for the ride, while he totally had his way with her nubile, young body.

Make no mistake, Calder was shy and inexperienced, but Aubrey released in him an insatiable animal that could not be contained once his buttons were pushed and his mechanisms were set in motion.

He started to thrust into her and immediately set off a spark deep inside of her womanhood. The head of his thick member was oversized and perfectly hit a spot in Aubrey that always sent her over the edge. With his hot breath on her neck and his tan, well-developed biceps flexing near her line of vision, she felt like she was with Tarzan the ape man. However, this Tarzan knew how to make Aubrey cum hard.

It had taken her several months to teach him, but this ape-man was now a skillful lover.

Calder kept his straddle on the chaise lounge and then raised upright so that Aubrey could watch his he-man physique while he thrust into her. This angle also allowed for Calder to use one hand to finger her clit while he pounded into her womanhood, in order to bring her to a more satisfying and wholly engulfing orgasm.

As he pushed his manhood harder into her, Calder furiously played with Aubrey’s clit. Her wetness was arousing him as he was easily sliding in and out of her. This made him thrust even harder, and with more precision. The chaise lounge started to squeak as he drove rhythmically into the place that was driving Aubrey wild. Aubrey shifted her weight just slightly, which allowed Calder to hit her sweet spot more accurately and with even more force.

His fat cock kept nudging her sweet spot over and over – until she felt the first waves of pleasure flow through her. They were small waves at first, and then as the thrusting continued they got bigger and Aubrey felt her orgasm start to well up inside of her. Calder continued to pulsate his middle finger deftly over her clit – the pleasing ache of which began to grow and intensify along with the impact of Calder’s heavy thrusting into her womanhood.

As the tension mounted, Aubrey couldn’t hold on any longer. Finally, Calder’s fat thrusting cock and his continual fingering of her clit made her lose control. She felt herself gushing liquid as she came in a full orgasm that had her crying and shaking at the same time, as the floodgates of her pleasure were fully flung wide open.

Calder felt Aubrey’s intensely orgasmic spasms on his manhood, along with her flowing wetness.

This made him shudder and moan with pleasure as he released a thick stream of hot jism deep inside of her. It took both of them a few suspended moments of shear ecstasy before the intense feeling of the orgasms slowly ebbed away. Calder’s softened erection soon fell out of Aubrey, and he gently held her while she still slightly shook from the intensity of her orgasm.

Calder had pleased Aubrey, and although he was sexually satiated as well, his primarily childish goal was to ruin any other experience she might have with another man. He secretly wanted to take her away and become her complete servant and lover, but he knew that this was a long shot; so he simply took what he could here in the garden and let the neighbors watch while he completely satisfied the woman he coveted from any other man.

Calder and Aubrey lie there for a while, kissing softly and making small verbal sounds that only they understood, until it was time to for them both to leave. Calder would go back to his studio apartment to pace around and Aubrey would go to dinner at the Lover’s Point Country Club with her husband Foster.

Once again, they would be two people from different worlds who would occasionally find ecstasy with each other until they could no longer bear to be together or stand to be apart.