The Pool Bull

Faith laid on Jenny's couch, drinking a strawberry daiquiri. She had her phone open, and was on Tinder.

"Any bites?" Jenny asked, working on her squats. She had her own man, although none in the family would understand, and she'd never try to explain it anyhow.

"No ..." Faith said, bored. Then she got a ping. "Here's one. Holy shit!"

"What is it?" Jenny asked, her interest almost piqued.

"It's Julio. The pool boy for that bitch Elizabeth!"

Jenny would never understand why Faith held Elizabeth in disregard. After all, Faith was fucking Elizabeth's husband, not the other way around.

"Let me see," Jenny asked. "Oooo, handsome. Mexican guy. Latino heart throb in your future, sis?"

"Fucking in Elizabeth's pool more like it," Faith said, causing Jenny to snort.

***

Julio Montes was 19, lean, a lifeguard during the summer and a pool boy for the rich wives to ogle at in the neighborhood. And more than a few had fucked them, as well as their college aged daughter. He was a playboy, and everyone knew it.

He wasn't sure why he'd swiped right on Faith. Perhaps because they were both of the servant class in the neighborhood. Perhaps because she'd actually landed one of the wealthy husbands. Perhaps because her ass was really huge. In any event, Julio was naked in the hot tub when Faith arrived.

"Already ready, I see," Faith said, stripping out of her shorts. She'd gained a ton of weight, Julio noticed, but her ass was truly a sight to behold. "Where is Elizabeth, anyhow?"

"With her husband, at the restaurant."

"How is she doing?" Faith asked guardedly.

"Very happy. I don't even have a shot with her," he said, a little sour, lifting out of the water to expose his eight inch, dark brown cock. Faith licked her lips.

"Well, fuck her then," she said, looking up at Julio as she rubbed his cock. She bent over the edge of the hot tub, exposing her ample ass. Julio looked at it, leaning down to squeeze and slap the cheeks, then pushing his tongue into the deep crack and dragging it upward. Then he lifted up, starting to work his cock into her.

"That's right," she hissed. "Fuck me like my little dick husband can't." His eyebrows lifted in surprise, but he'd heard it often before from the wives in this neighborhood. He'd just thought a beauty like Elizabeth would have selected better.

"He don't fuck you right, hm, mami?" Julio asked, her cunt walls milking at his big brown prick.

"Fuck no ... little dick bitch. No wonder Elizabeth remarried a Black man." It felt good to trash talk her husband like this, as she pushed back into Julio's big cock. The Mexican pounded her, his smaller, lithe frame almost bizarre over her heavy alabaster body, humping her wildly. He lasted far longer than Douglas ever did, filling her up with his seed, making the unhappy wife a hotwife.