It was a typical sweltering afternoon in Florida. The sun blazed down on the quiet, suburban street where the palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. Maria, a stunning young woman of mixed heritage with deep brown eyes, golden skin, and flowing dark hair, stood in her living room, looking out the window at the two men working on her roof. She was an escort by profession, but today her mind was far from work, as she watched the two burly roofers.
For the past few days, since the roofers arrived, Maria had noticed their lingering gazes. They were older, in their late thirties or early forties, rugged and rough from years of manual labor under the unforgiving Florida sun. Every day, Maria would go about her business, wearing light, barely-there clothing to beat the heat. She could feel their eyes on her, but she didn’t mind. In fact, she enjoyed it.
Her house was a modest but charming little place, nestled near the coast, and the roof had needed repair for some time. When the opportunity arose to hire these two local men, she jumped at the chance. But there was something more than just a roof being fixed here. Maria liked the game she liked to tease, to flirt, to keep men on their toes. And these two roofers, Tom and Jake, were no exception.
This particular afternoon, the idea struck her as she wiped the sweat from her brow: lemonade.
Maria smirked to herself, knowing exactly what she was doing. She wore a short, loose-fitting sundress that clung to her curves, and as she made her way out to the front yard, carrying the pitcher of ice-cold lemonade, she could see Tom and Jake taking a break up on the roof, their shirts soaked with sweat, muscles glistening under the Florida sun.
"Hey, boys! How about a break?" she called out, her voice dripping with sweetness.
Tom, the taller of the two with sandy blonde hair and a permanent five o’clock shadow, glanced down, his eyes immediately drawn to the soft sway of her dress in the breeze. Jake, shorter but stockier, gave a low whistle as he looked down at her.
"You read our minds," Tom said, flashing a grin as the two men made their way down from the roof.
Maria handed them each a glass of lemonade, watching as they gulped it down thirstily. She leaned against the porch rail, her posture casual but deliberate, her eyes playful.
"You’ve been working hard," she said, her voice teasing. "It’s been hot these last few days. I’m surprised you haven’t melted up there."
"Yeah, well, it’s all part of the job," Jake replied, wiping his brow. "Though we don’t mind the view down here either," he added with a wink.
Maria chuckled, her laughter light but full of suggestion. "Oh, is that so?"
There was a pause as the three of them exchanged looks, the air thickening with unspoken tension. Maria loved this moment the balance of power shifting in her favor, the heat of the day amplifying the simmering chemistry between them. She leaned in a little closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I was thinking… maybe we could make a little deal."
Tom raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What kind of deal?"
Maria glanced up at the roof and then back at them. "Well," she said, dragging a finger slowly along the rim of her glass, "I know I still owe you for the work… but what if I spent some time with you boys instead? Maybe we could… work something out." Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she let her meaning hang in the air.
Jake looked at Tom, then back at Maria, clearly catching on. "You mean, you’re suggesting that instead of finishing the payment—"
"I’m suggesting," Maria interrupted, stepping closer to them, "that if we spend a couple of hours together, you might feel generous enough to shave a bit off the cost." She smiled, coy yet confident.
Tom took a deep breath, the temptation in her offer impossible to ignore. "And what exactly would these 'couple of hours' entail?"
Maria’s lips curled into a slow, seductive smile. "Whatever you’d like."
The men exchanged glances, clearly on the same page now. They had been fantasizing about this woman for days, watching her saunter around her yard, her tan skin glistening in the sun, her playful glances making them wonder what it would be like to have her. And now, she was offering them exactly that.
"We could come to an agreement," Tom said, his voice low, his eyes locked on hers.
Maria tilted her head, biting her lip slightly as she nodded. "Perfect," she purred. "I’ll make it worth your while."
Without further hesitation, Maria turned on her heel and led the men inside her cool, dimly lit house. The air conditioning was a stark contrast to the heat outside, and the cool air sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel their eyes on her as she walked into the living room, and when she turned around, Tom and Jake were already standing close, their intent clear.
Jake was the first to move, stepping forward and taking her waist in his large, calloused hands. His touch was rough but eager, and Maria felt a thrill run through her. Tom moved in from the other side, his hands brushing her bare arms as he leaned in to whisper something in her ear that made her smile.
Their hands roamed her body, their touch growing bolder with each passing moment. Maria let herself sink into the moment, her heart racing as their rough hands explored her curves. The teasing and flirting of the past few days had built up to this, and now there was no turning back.
Tom's lips found her neck, trailing hot kisses along her skin, while Jake’s hands slipped lower, pulling her closer. Maria’s breath hitched as their touches grew more insistent, her body responding to their every move.
It didn’t take long for the three of them to find their way to the large leather couch in the living room. Tom pulled Maria onto his lap, her legs straddling him as Jake knelt behind her, his hands caressing her shoulders, sliding the thin straps of her sundress down her arms. The fabric fell easily, exposing more of her golden skin to their eager eyes.
The heat between them intensified, their movements becoming more urgent as clothes were discarded. Maria was lost in the moment, her body reacting to every touch, every kiss. Tom’s hands gripped her hips, pulling her against him, while Jake’s hands roamed her back, his lips trailing kisses along her spine.
As the three of them came together, the tension that had built up over the past few days finally reached its breaking point. The heat of the Florida afternoon was nothing compared to the fire igniting between them, and for those few hours, the world outside seemed to melt away, leaving only the three of them in the haze of pleasure.
When it was all over, the three of them lay in a tangle of limbs, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room. The air was thick with satisfaction, and Maria couldn’t help but smile as she lay between them, her body warm and sated.
Tom let out a low chuckle, glancing at Jake before turning to Maria. "I’d say that’s worth knocking a few hundred off the bill."
Maria laughed softly, brushing a hand through her tousled hair. "I’d say so too."
The deal had been made, and as the afternoon sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow through the windows, Maria knew she had come out on top. Not only had she negotiated a generous discount, but she had also thoroughly enjoyed the process.
In Florida, the heat wasn’t just in the air it was in every deal, every glance, and every whispered promise. And Maria knew how to play the game better than anyone.
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