Hector and Ashley

Ashley had gotten tired of heartbreak and dating. Relationships have always been a bitter disappointment for her. She would get her hopes up that she had finally found a satisfying relationship, only to have them dashed by some unpleasant reveal. He has a secret girlfriend or wife. He lied about his whole life. He was gay and didn't want people to know about it. It was always something terrible. Some great meteor would inevitably crash down into her paradise and render it an apocalypse. She was so used to relationships ending in a train wreck that she barely even cared when the most recent one had ended.

Maybe it was better to just enjoy her freedom and forget about men altogether. In her head, she knew that wasn't entirely possible. We all have our cycles in life we are doomed to repeat and this was hers. Power in relationships over the other person is always limited. The other person will always have the freedom to screw up or leave. If only she could have all the power. That way she would never get hurt and always get her way. The only way to do that was to be alone. We always have power over ourselves.

Even this wasn't the total power she wanted though. There are certain urges we all get from time to time for other people. She couldn't just ignore these things, and she couldn't fully satisfy them by herself. A part of her would always need another person.

Hector had worked for Ashley for a couple of years as her gardener. Though he was in her employ, their relationship was always cordial and friendly. He would tell her about how his kids were doing in school, and that he doesn't know how his wife amazes him with how she manages it all. Likewise, she would vent to him about her failed relationships and the ups and downs of the chain of hair salons she owned.

Of all the people that worked for her, she liked Hector the most. He was always the most patient and kind-hearted. She also noticed his handsomeness as well. His tanned face was complimented by his short, dark beard and wavy black hair. Given his line of work, his muscled arms were usually exposed as well. While she occasionally had erotic thoughts of him, she usually dismissed them out of hand.

Yet, as time went on, these thoughts became harder to ignore. She saw Hector frequently, and now that she was boycotting romantic relationships, her carnal desires were becoming pent up to the point of boiling over. Even though Hector was happily married, she could tell he found her attractive. She began to make it a habit of sunbathing out by her pool when Hector was working. She could feel his eyes sometimes wander over and study her body, feeling aroused by the secret attention she was receiving.

Hector did find Ashley attractive, but not enough to ever even consider being unfaithful. Attraction to others is biological and inevitable. It didn't mean he had to act on it, or that he didn't love his family. It is only human for his eyes to take notice of Ashley's slender body, or the way her silky skin glimmered in the sun.

Hector might have been satisfied with nothing more than an idle fantasy in the mind, but Ashley wanted more. Needed more. A terrible and erotic idea occurred to her. She realized that she could have all she wanted with Hector. For once, she had all the power to herself.

Hector had arrived for work one morning at Ashley's house. She was standing in the yard reading a book.

Hector walked up to her. "Good morning," he said.

"Morning Hector," she replied, smiling but not looking up from her book.

Hector turned his head. Ashley was acting strangely this morning. It was unlike her not to look at him while they were talking. "Is everything okay?" he asked.

"You need this job right Hector?" Ashley asked, "You can't afford to lose it?"

Hector became alarmed. "Of course not!" he said, "Have I done something to upset you?"

"I just need you to do something for me," she said still staring at her book. Somehow, not looking directly at him made her feel less nervous. "If you do this for me you can keep your job," she explained.

"Anything," he said.

"I want you to fuck me," she replied.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment for Hector. He was certain he must have misheard her.

"I'm sorry," he said, "What do you want me to do?"

"I. Want. You. To. Fuck. Me," she ordered, emphasizing each word.

"You... you can't be serious," he replied, "I have a family."

"Nothing bad is going to happen to your family," Ashley said, "Except you possibly losing your job. It might be hard to find another one considering you have a record. Plus, they will want a reference from me." Ashley tried to act confident, but inside she felt herself shaking with nerves.

Hector thought for a moment silently, though it felt like an eternity. "Okay," he sighed, feeling defeated.

Ashley smirked. She grabbed his hand and led him inside of the house. She sat down in a chair and undid her pants. She pulled them and her panties down, exposing her womanhood as she spread slender legs.

Hector knelt down and traced the tip of his tongue up and down the outer folds of her pussy. She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped it, pushing his face further in between her legs. He began to flicker his tongue against her clitoris.

Ashley started to moan as she leaned her head back. Hector began to suck on her clitoris, licking it fervently as his lips held it in his mouth. Ashley moaned louder and gripped his hair even tighter. Hector moved a bit closer and began to push his finger inside of her. He twisted it around, exploring the walls of her pussy as his tongue stroked her clitoris rapidly. He soon pushed in a second finger, stretching the petals of her flower even more.

Ashley began to breathe more heavily. Hector felt himself hardening in his pants, creating a twinge of guilt in his heart that his body was reacting this way. Ashley pulled his head away from her and stood up. He turned around and placed her hands on the chair, arching her back to show off her tight ass. "Fuck me now," she commanded.

Hector stood up and undid his pants He pulled them down along with his boxers, revealing his brown cock. He moved up behind her and used his hand to guide his rod into her pussy. He began to pump his manhood into her, making her ass cheeks bounce slightly with each thrust.

Ashley's mouth hung open as she felt his Hispanic cock stretching her white pussy. Her eyes rolled back as waves of pleasures traveled up her body. Hector's hands went under her shirt and began to massage her breasts as he thrusted inside of her aggressively. She felt his cock throbbing violently inside of her.

"I want you to cum on my back," she said, "Not inside me."

Hector lifted her shirt up slightly from behind, exposing her lower back. He began to grind his shaft in between her ass cheeks as it continued to throb. All at once, he shot streaks of his seed onto her lower back.

Both of them breathed heavily. Hector got dressed as Ashley cleaned herself up.

"Congratulations," she said, "You get to keep your job." She smirked with satisfaction.

Hector ignored her statement. He went outside silently to do his job.