Fux And The Latina Gardener - part 1
Things have been pretty darned boring - yes I said boring - even the mighty Fux has dry spells, since my voyeur session with the sexy secretary last week. Oh yeah about the secretary. I mean her boss’ last comment to her was she needed more practice on her cock sucking and I tried in my subtle (maybe not so subtle manner) to offer and last time she threw a paperweight at me. So wherever that hot girl is getting her practice at - sadly it won’t be me.
One part of my daily routine I really enjoyed though, was the daily walk to and from work. Down quiet streets in the morning strolling and smelling the flowers and watching the people. People of course always made the walk interesting. I had two favorites of course and oddly they lived next door to each other. Yes, I admit both were women too but really I am not all hormones truly. Now one was a sweet looking latina who was always out in her yard morning and evening. I did so love her little outfits. She had long legs and a sweet pair of tits and was always in shorts or bikinis or something really sexy. Now that is enough to brighten anyone’s day. Next door to this vision of feminine pulchritude was another of my more interesting to watch persons. This was a cute rather wizened old lady. NO. I wasn’t thinking of her in that way. Get that thought from your head.
Instead this spritely little old woman reminded me of a bird. Her head shifting this way and that way her eyes still sharp as she took in every movement around her, every person walking down the street. Yes, this was an interesting old bird simply because she was so interested 
in all about her. I guess she would be thought the neighborhood busybody, but she was so chipper it was hard to mind her. She always waved a cheery hello to me as I passed and her sharp eyes taking in every detail about me from how light my step was to how I was dressed she missed nothing. I did indeed like the old bird though I would not fancy being her neighbor too much. Ahh well, the neighbor thing was for that little latina - and that was a view I could definitely get into.
I had worked up to the point in my daily walks past the pair of them as to asking the old lady how her arthritis was. She was a font of information as well. Informing me the couple down the street were 
always fighting and that the banker next to her was behind on all his bills oh yes and did I know that that cute little latina I was so taken with (I told you that old lady missed nothing) lived in a cat house and of course she meant no offense by the term to me but….Well I got the drift and the idea of frequenting that house never even occurred to me. I wanted girls who wanted me not paid for (at least not right now). So I ignored the juicy gossip imparted by the little old lady and instead continued exchanging mulching tips with the latina cutie (yes cats do know about gardening). I did notice that though the sweet little latina had waist high hedging along her front yard the hedge running on the side of the little old lady was at least chest high and well over her cute little head. I guess with a neighbor with eyes that sharp, a high hedge could be good especially if your gardening outfits left more hanging out than in.
To be honest I was so taken by this cute little latina piece with the blonde hair and the bronze skin and the long well muscled legs that I had taken to walking to the office on the weekends. I did not actually work just turned around and got my daily latina and little old bird lady dose twice in an hour.
I did that until yesterday that is. It was a normal saturday I had plenty planned but did not want to pass up my latina fashion show and to see what all was hanging out that day. My personal favorite was when she wore those short shorts that looked like they were cut into half moons showing her butt cheeks off totally and that yellow halter top that barely held those melon breasts of hers in. If I was lucky she would be tending the front porch beds and I would get a great view of it all. On not so lucky days she was working on the beds near the hedge and all I could see was from her chest up (she was pretty short).
The little old bird lady was out on her porch as was usual and I exchanged the usual chipper greetings with her. Seems the weather had been warm and dry and her joints were doing great. Having done my social duties I strolled on by to the latina’s house only to feel real disappointment in that she was nowhere to be seen. I really had my heart set on those short shorts. I was trudging past when her little head popped up over the fence and she squealed “SNAKE!”. Well I had not thought of poking my head over the hedge and checking the flower bed against it, and there she was.
Snakes are not my most favorite creatures I do admit. They make me want to arch my back and hiss. It’s an instinctive reaction but who can resist the cry of a half dressed bit of fluff? Not even the most snakeophobic! I instantly entered the garden through the gate of course and went to the latina fair’s rescue while I was aware of the little old lady’s eyes on me. I 
mean I don’t suppose she could see too well over the hedge but I could feel her trying. Perhaps when I caught the evil snake I should hold it up as a trophy? I hadn’t much time to think this over as my sweet little latina was dancing around as if afraid the snake would be crawling up her legs if she stood still. I knelt down to find a tiny little green garden snake wiggling around in the grass all friendly like. Now even snake hater that I am he looked really rather cute and pretty harmless but when I arose with him in hand this sexy latina babe began to dance and squeal louder. Having ascertained that the bad snake was an 1/8th inch around friendly garden critter I noticed just how enticing our sexy latina lovely’s jiggling bits were. She did indeed have on those half moon shorts and though the halter top was pink today it was totally nothing against the twin peaks of her breasts straining to escape it. Just a bit more dancing and I figured those beauties were bound to break free!
However, I could feel the sharp eyes of the little old bird lady next door on me and held the innocent little snake up triumphantly though reluctantly (I really was enjoying my little latina’s jiggle dance). I slipped the little critter over the hedge on the other neighbor’s side and hoped he would find that yard just as suitable to make his happy little home in (yes, he really was quite cute). That business done the little latina introduced herself to me and made all the appropriate sounds of gratitude though I would much have prefered a jiggle dance instead. Her name it turns out was Anya and with the polite small talk I felt the eyes of the bird lady turn to the street losing interest (though not totally) in us.
Suddenly Anya kind of turned shy her eyes dropping to the ground and yes, I thought to my uhh equipment. I did not think it was gardening tools she was looking at.
“I’m really happy you came by” she said “I see you walking every day and I was hoping you would stop and speak to me and you never did.” She said this last quietly because I assume not only were little old bird lady’s eyes sharp but her ears as well I bet.
She knelt and said “Oh look the snake!” I was instantly alert figuring my little green friend was back and ready to play hero again, after she did a bit more jiggle dancing. After all I figured those big melon friends definitely deserved some freedom. I leaned downward my eyes focusing on the leaves and mulch looking for the little green guy and she took me by surprise. While I was after a garden snake, she was after my snake. Those soft but warm and very knowing hands had reached up and grabbed my cock. I could feel the little old bird lady’s eyes on me as my jaw dropped and I quickly closed my mouth and tried to look normal. I was relatively secure in that she could not see more than my head over that large and dense hedge so…uhh what now?
“Stop that!” I hissed “She’ll see! People on the street might see!”
That soft hand never hesitated she just continued to tug and squeeze and fondle my ever growing cock.