Arrogant house wife is put in her place

Jessica Carter is your quintessential Trophy Wife. She is a tall, tan, skinny, blonde bombshell with long lean legs, a tight little ass and the best breasts money can buy. Of course, she didn't buy her breasts, her millionaire husband did. Jessica's husband is the CEO of a major corporation and provides Jessica with everything she wants, showering the yound lady with exotic cars, designer clothing and fine jewelry. Jessica ALWAYS got whatever she wanted. Her husband is not only rich, but is also old enough to be her father, a fact that many people comment on. Jessica is considered to be a gold digger, just biding her time until the old man dies so she can inherite all of his money and property.

Due to her husband's job, he is always gone on business trips, leaving Jessica alone at home. Typically, a house wife has children to care for, but Jessica refused to have kids because she didn’t want to lose her petite figure and went so far to have surgery, ensuring that she can't become pregnant. With no job and no responsibilities, Jessica has formed a habit of lounging by the pool and taking a daily, mid-afternoon nap.

The blonde beauty was peacefully laying down on a lounge chair, the hot summer sun warming her sun-kissed, bikini-clad body. Her Versace sunglasses began to slide down her slender nose as she began to drift off. But, suddenly, her nap was interrupted by the sound of a leaf blower. "Ughh, I can't believe the audacity of that stupid Mexican!" Jessica growls, rising from her lounge chair and slipping on her Louis Vuitton heels, Ms. Carter angrily stomped around the pool, rounded the corner of her mansion and made her way to the back yard.

Javier, her gardener, was tirelessly working away, sweat pouring down his face, stinging his eyes. Javier is a middle-aged Mexican man with a thick bushy mustache, short, greasy hair and a short, plump frame. Javier was an extremely disciplined, hard worker. He was never late, always courteous and was very meticulous about the Carter's vast array of plants, shrubbery and trees. And he was ruining Ms. Carter's daily nap.

"Excuse me," Jessica said, her hands on her hips, staring angrily at the back of Javier's head as he blew blades of cut grass off of the walkway. "I said, EXCUSE ME!" Jessica yelled, trying to overpower the sound of the leaf blower. Javier, obviously, still didn't hear the irate blonde. "Ughh, HEY! LISTEN TO ME YOU FILTHY MEXICAN!" Jessica gave Javier's shoulder a slight push, getting his attention.

Javier immediately turned off the leaf blower and turned around to see Ms. Carter towering over him, wearing a hot pink string bikini and high heels. She was currently shaking off her hand with a disgusted look on her face. "Ewww, your shirt is all sweaty and gross! Ugh... now I have to sanitize my hands."

Javier simply smiled, not wanting to piss off the Wife of his highest paying customer. "Hello, Ms. Carter! Lovely day, isn't it?"

"OH LAH, HAYVE YER, ME TRY TO SLEEP. BUT YOU WOKE ME UP WITH FUCKING LEAF BLOWER!" Jessica spoke very slow and very loudly, drawing out her words as if Javier didn’t understand English.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Carter. I'll be finished shortly. It should only take a few more..." Javier isn't able to finish his sentence as Jessica screams over him, "I DON'T THINK YOU COMPREHEND-AY! YOU WOKE ME UP, HAYVE YER! YOU STOP BLOWING RIGHT NOW!"

"Ms. Carter, I do apologize for the inconvenience but Mr. Carter told me that this must be done by..." once again, Javier gets cut off by Jessica's loud, slow speaking. "YOU MUST NOT UNDERSTAND, I CONTROL THIS PROPERTY, NOT MY HUSBAND! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO GET FIRED, I SUGGEST YOU..." This time it was Javier's turn to interrupt. "Ms. Carter, I'm sorry but your husband is the one I have the contract with and he told me..."

There's a sudden, loud SMACK! Jessica bitch slaps Javier in yhe face, causing him to stumble back. "How DARE you speak back to me! I am Jessica Carter and I refuse to have some little, fat, sweaty, smelly wetback tell me... OUCH!" Jessica squeals as Javier grabs a hold over hair and drags her across the lawn. He grabs a rope from his wheelbarrow and hauls Jessica to the tree in her backyard.

"Unhand me this instant! Who do you think you are?! You're fired! Get off my property!" Jessica squeals as Javier drags her to the tree, pulls her arms behind her back and ties the thick rope around her struggling wrists, tying them behind a tree limb. "My name is pronounced Ha-Byer not Hayve Yer. And I'm going to do something your Husband should have done a long time ago. I'm going to teach you some respect!" Javier growls, staring daggers at the haughty blonde as she helplessly squirms. Javier leers at the bikini-clad Trophy Wife and says menacingly, "And your first lesson in respect is this..."