Without warning, Pedro appeared in Rena's open window. When he saw Rena laying there masturbating, he got an immediate hard-on and tried to help her out.
"HEY!" she screamed, pushing him away.
"What in hell do you think you're doing?"
He continued trying to please her.
His tight jeans were bursting at the seams, his package begging to be delivered.
"Isn't this better, isn't this what you really want. Let me help you--make you feel good--I can make you feel sooo good!"
"Get your crazy ass out of here! You're a kid. I'm too old for you! Go find your girlfriend! You must have a girlfriend."
"Of course," But none like you. You are all woman, my kind of woman. I have hungered for you every time you have come in the store. Many I know are nice, even pretty, but you Senorita Rena, you are "Kick Ass".
Kick Ass? As scared as she was, that was the best description of herself she had ever heard. She thought to herself, he may be young, but he's perceptive.
Calming down she sat up straight and in a motherly fashion tried to appeal to his common sense.
"Pedro, I'm a married woman, I have nephews almost your age. I'm too old for you."
"No, you're not, your hot! " he yelled. "What do I care if you're married and old."
Her heart sank. A big dose of reality cooled her off quickly. Old?
Trying to console herself she mumbled,
"At least he didn't say, 'old as my mother' "
She was more pissed off at his patronizing, than him crawling through her window uninvited.
Holding her bedroom door open for him, she said,
"You need to leave and never mention this again, to me or anyone, keep your mind on your job in the future."
His eyes went cold and then watered. Rena feared
he'd cry, but instead he abruptly turned away to the desk and began sorting some notes.
When he turned to face her he was calm and in total control of himself as he said,
"Yes, Senorita Rena, no problem. By the way, the hardware on all of your wooden shutters need replacing. Mr. Meyer asked me earlier to take a ladder and check all of them per your request last week. He told me to check them all out, as long as I was coming out here to set up the grill for you anyway. They will run about $100. per shutter in black powder-coated steel, they are special order of course."
And with those words he began measuring the windows from the inside saying,
"Mr. Meyer said you wanted an estimate on installing inside shutters also. This will take only a few minutes. Then I will leave."
Not saying anything, she moved briskly about her bedroom picking up clutter, fussing and fuming under her breath,
"Old! Shit, I'm artist. Artists have no age!"
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After he had completed the inside measurements he gave her a copy of the estimate. Continuing to stand in front of her, he sheepishly said,
"I saw one of your paintings at the art museum the other day. I ate my entire lunch sitting on the bench looking at it. "
"You did?" She closed the door and returned to the desk for her sketch book, "Which painting was it ?"
"'Lover's Alone On An Island'" he said, "What a painting!"
"Thank you. Not typical though. I have better paintings.
She felt like he was violating her soul by bringing it up, especially after what had just happened.
"The painting's like you. Kick ass! It was all I could do to contain myself. I wonder how many men got hard from that painting of yours."
"Spoken like an oversexed boy," she said, totally aware of her raging pussy.
"I'm not a boy" he said, disappointed that she could be so crude, "I'm a man who knows how to make a woman feel like a woman, bring out the best in her."
"Then act like a man!" she said, but not loud enough where he could hear her.
He did an excellent job for her and the hardware store.
It was hard to find good help. She figured she'd better be quiet. Not vent her frustration any more. Especially since she knew now his crawling in her window was co-incidental, part of the job Mr. Meyer had sent him to do.
*****************
Suddenly tears of frustration fell. It was if someone else was speaking when she finally spoke and heard herself saying to Pedro,
"Just my luck, I go for a little self-pleasure and I'm caught red-handed. Why do I feel like I committed a crime!"
Pedro tenderly put his arms around her saying, "Lovely lady, you haven't
done anything wrong. It was I, not you, who is to blame. Please don't cry."
****************
Pedro continued to hold Rena close and comfort her. It felt wonderful and soon she became turned on all over again. By the look of the cock in his pants, so was Pedro.
They kissed passionately over and over, until Pedro whispered in her ear,
"I'm going to remove your robe, if you don't want me to do this, tell me."
*****************
Mesmerized he stood back seeing her as a work of art. He gasped and said,
"You are so beautiful, such a beautiful woman."
She'd never been totally naked in front of anyone before, except for her mother and gynecologist.
Looking at Pedro with loving and appreciative eyes she told him,
"This isn't fair, I'm standing here naked and you are not. "
Waves of passion washed away any inhibitions she had left. Buttons flew as she ripped off his shirt. She desperately needed to feel his skin against hers.
"Get the rest of your clothes off," she ordered, I'll lock the door."
"Damn!" Pedro said, I love you dominating me!"
"Aren't you glad I sent Selena home?" she said breathlessly.
"Yes, Sweet Baby," he said, dropping his pants, your executive abilities are magnifico!"
"You'll need a condom," she sputtered, eyeing his beautiful body and stunning hard-on."
"You have nothing to worry about, I'm tested, clean."
Beyond the point of no return, she thought: Condom. No condom. What the hell?
Not being able to wait any longer Pedro threw her on the bed and penetrated her immediately.
They fucked hard and fast over and over again. Him on top and then they changed with her riding him.
Rena called out in ecstasy, throwing all caution to the wind. It felt so good, there was no way she could continue to control herself. Finally they both let loose and went flying over the carnal mountain crying,
"OMG, OMG, My GOD, AHHHH, MMMMM, YES, YES, YES, OHHHHHHHHH."
Rena collapsed on top of Pedro unable to move, only able to eke out tiny sporadic kisses upon his hairy chest, cuddled close in the luxury of his heavenly arms. They both dozed off. When they awoke, Pedro rolled her to the side saying,
"Baby, you sure live up to all you advertise every time you walk in that hardware store."
"I'm gonna order you a sweatshirt that says,
TRUTH IN ADVERTISING'."
"And you, she murmured, "you're unbelievable. I have never in my life been loved like that. You're wonderful. I'm spoiled now forever."
Kissing her softly he replied, "I want to keep spoiling you, you deserve it."
******************
Getting out of bed he stretched and looked at her lovingly.
"Hey, give me ten minutes, he said with a smirk, I gotta call my boss. Tell him I'm checking out some other things you may need, besides the new hardware for the shutters."
******************************
Leaving Pedro alone to make his phone call, Reno put on her robe and walked over to the big open window only to see Big Bertha standing in the courtyard. Shielding her eyes from the sun, she looked up and shouted,
"Hey Rena, I saw Peter at Harrah's Casino. Said to tell you he'll be home in the morning. He gave me your invite. Just stopped by to say thanks. If there's anything I can bring, call."
She smiled and shouted down,
"That's great Bertha! Just bring yourself and that hunky hubby of yours. We have so much to catch up on!"
For the first time in many years, Rena felt free.
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To be continued: Big Bertha (Part 3)
Footnote: (1)
Big Bertha was brash, loud-mouthed and overbearing. When she graduated from high school she was nearly 6' tall and 250 pounds. But after losing 100 pounds she turned into a lusty woman--married a famous athlete and moved into the same gated community as two of the rich kids who had snubbed her in school. She and her husband lived next door to former classmates, Rena and Peter.
Outside of Peter lusting for Bertha over the years, they did not mix socially until Rena became interested in Bertha's nude photos her son printed off the internet. That led to Rena logging on to Bertha's "Big Women: Big Cocks" fantasy website and discovering a different point of view. Refer to: BIG BERTHA (1)
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