Pearl bit her lip as she eyed the overgrown lawn. The heat was unbearable, and the sun beat down on her as she surveyed the tangled mess of weeds and tall grass. Her new home was beautiful, but the lawn care needs were daunting.

A summer breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it the scent of fresh-cut grass. Pearl inhaled deeply, wishing she could skip the chore altogether. But the long driveway and tidy curb appeal were a top priority.

Just as she was about to retreat inside, Pearl spotted a flyer tacked to the community board. “Lawn Care & Gardening Services – Competitive Rates!” A phone number was scrawled across the bottom in bold black ink. On a whim, she grabbed her phone and dialed.

“What can I do for you?” a deep, husky voice answered.

“Hi, I’m calling about the lawn care services you advertise. I have a rather overgrown yard here and-“

“Where exactly are you?” the man asked, his tone curious.

Pearl rattled off her address, and he responded with, “Give me a few minutes. I’ll be right there.”

Within half an hour, Pearl heard the rumble of a mower in the distance. She peeked out the window to see a ruggedly handsome man in his mid-thirties striding up the walkway. Chestnut hair stuck out from under a baseball cap, and a camouflage shirt hugged his broad shoulders. A utility belt around his waist held various gardening tools.

“You must be Mike from the flyer,” Pearl said as she opened the door. She couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes roamed over her curvy figure, clad in a simple white tank top and shorts.

“You’re Pearl, right? Nice to meet you.” He flashed a charming smile, revealing straight white teeth.

As Mike got to work, Pearl watched him from the porch, her gaze lingering on the strong lines of his back and the way his muscles rippled with each movement. The air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass, and the sound of the mower filled her senses.

When Mike finished and turned to face her, Pearl felt a flush creep up her neck. There was an undeniable spark of attraction between them, and she could sense his gaze on her body.

“Your lawn looks great, thank you,” Pearl said, trying to keep her tone professional despite the heat that was building inside her.

Mike leaned against the mower, his eyes locked on hers. “No problem at all. But I have to say, you’re a very beautiful woman, Pearl. I’m glad I got this job.”

Pearl’s breath caught in her throat as she met his intense gaze. A thrill of excitement coursed through her veins, and she took a step closer to him.

“Mike, I have to tell you… When I saw your ad, I didn’t just think about having my lawn taken care of,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

His eyes darkened with desire, and he dropped the tools from his belt to the grass. “What did you think about?”

Pearl reached out and ran her fingers through his chest hair, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath. “I thought about you, Mike. I thought about what it would be like to have you touch me, to make me feel good.”

A low groan escaped his throat as he pulled her close, his hands roaming over her hips and thighs. “Jesus, Pearl… I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you at the door.”

Their lips met in a searing kiss, hot and urgent. Pearl moaned into his mouth, her arms winding around his neck as she pressed herself against his hard body. The need between them was palpable, a raw, primal desire that couldn’t be ignored.

Without breaking the kiss, Mike picked her up and carried her inside, his mouth never leaving hers. He set her down on the couch, his hands quickly working to remove her tank top and bra. Pearl tangled her fingers in his hair, guiding his mouth to her pert breasts as she arched her back.

Mike palmed her tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. “You’re so fucking sexy, Pearl,” he growled, his hot breath fanning over her sensitive skin.

He dropped to his knees, his tongue darting out to lap at her nipples. Pearl cried out in pleasure, her hands fisting in his hair as he lavished attention on her breasts. The sensation was incredible, his warm mouth and skilled tongue driving her wild with desire.

“Mike, please… I need you inside me,” Pearl begged, her hips bucking upward.

He rose to his feet, quickly freeing his impressive erection from his shorts. Pearl’s eyes widened as she took in the thick length of him, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.

With a primal grunt, Mike pushed her thighs apart and positioned himself between them. He rubbed the head of his cock against her dripping slit, teasing her with prolonged strokes.

“Mike, I can’t wait anymore,” Pearl pleaded, her voice desperate with need.

With a swift motion, he thrust into her, burying himself to the hilt. Pearl screamed in ecstasy, her inner walls clenching around him as he began to move.

Their bodies rocked together in a frenzy of lust, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. Pearl wrapped her legs around Mike’s waist, pulling him impossibly closer as he pounded into her slick heat.

The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, mingling with Pearl’s high-pitched moans and Mike’s grunted pleasure. She could feel the pressure building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter until it finally snapped.

Pearl came with a scream, her body convulsing around Mike’s cock as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. Mike followed soon after, his hips jerking as he spilled his hot seed deep within her.

They collapsed together, panting and sweaty, their bodies still joined as they savored the afterglow of their intense coupling. In that moment, Pearl knew she had found more than just a lawncare service; she had discovered a raw, passionate connection with a man who could make her feel things she never knew were possible.

As they disentangled, Mike smiled down at her, his eyes soft with affection. “I think I’ll be back, Pearl. For more than just the lawn.”

Pearl grinned, running her fingers through his hair once more. “I’m counting on it, Mike. Counting on it a lot.”