The pool man in Mexico

Picture the scene. A 5 bedroom villa right by the ocean and with a private pool and 3 acres of private grounds in Cancun, Mexico.

A swimming pool set in several acres of tame jungle garden.

We were here in this luxury villa for a month vacation that ended up being 12 weeks in all.

California was so wet that winter, we escaped and came to Cancun to get away from the rain. And Cancun was beautiful, hot and sunny every day, perfect.

I would sunbathe naked by the pool and swim in the sunshine.

One afternoon when I was alone as everyone had gone on a boat trip as I was not feeling up to it and I stayed home - and I was naked by the pool and something startled me.

I was suddenly wide awake but unsure what had awoken me.

Then I saw what it was.

This Mexican pool cleaner had arrived to ' do the weekly clean' of the pool and he was at the other end of the pool with his hoses and brushes etc - all the equipment he needed, and I was surprised to see he had his own ' equipment' in his hands and was watching me.

I waved a ' hello' at him and he waved back and I sat up and indicated he come over which he slowly did - half naked and all bronzed and toned, and with that dark hair and white smile that I shall never forget. I called ' Ola' as he came close and I stood, with my dick as hard as a board, and his eyes lit up and as he came closer I sat back down and he approached and put his cock right in front of my face and I just swallowed as much as possible and sucked while he groaned.

He kept looking round worried that someone would see, which made it all the more exciting.

I stripped him naked and we played cocks for a while until he came all over my chest and as I came as well, we laughed as his English was okay but like my Spanish, pretty limited, but we made ourselves understood.

We both dived into the pool afterwards and he did point out he was suppose to be cleaning the pool not swimming in it, and he nervously indicated no one must know - especially his boss - and we laughed, he cleaned the pool and then waved goodbye with a kiss and a hug and he was gone.

I never did see him again as each week it was a different pool man and each week as we then knew what time they were coming, we were usually always out, so I missed seeing him again but I live with the memory of an afternoon straight out of a porn film, enjoyed sexing with a hunky Mexican pool man.

No one else knew of my secret encounter and no one ever did until now.