Joan woke up from a very erotic dream, her hand caressing her horny cunt. Her husband had already left for work. As she sat in the kitchen naked, looking out the window, drinking her coffee, her mind was full of naughty thoughts. She could hear the sounds of construction on the large complex being built up the street. Joan was thinking about all the sweaty, burly men working there and how they love to catcall and tease her whenever she walks by.
Joan decided she would go for a walk. It was a beautiful day, and a little naughty attention might help to quell the lust growing inside her body from the erotic dream she had woken up to. The thought of what could happen as she walked past the construction site made the erotic lust grow even more inside her swollen loins.
Joan picked out a nice bright blue set of short shorts, with a matching sleeveless top. She thought to herself as she pulled on her outfit, I bet I get the worker's naughty attention, and maybe more, in this outfit. Her nippled breasts were showing, eye-catching, her pussy lips were visible with no panties on her horny cunt, and the silky shorts pulled into the crack of her curved ass, accenting her sexy ass cheeks. The material clung to every sexy curve on her body. She also wore high heels that clicked loudly as she seductively walked along the sidewalk.
She combed her hair, pulling it back to give a clear view of her smiling face. Joan checked herself out in the mirror before leaving on her walk. She saw an attractive woman who would draw the kind of attention she was craving.
Although it was early, Joan poured herself a strong, alcoholic glass of courage. She had no idea how far her walk would take her to satisfy her hungry desire to be noticed, and maybe even taken, by these burley construction workers of all backgrounds and countries. Joan was willing to take this adventurous walk, not knowing the outcome. The risk of what might happen to her while out there, alone and unprotected, excited her whole mind and body.
The door closed and locked behind her as Joan took the first steps on her adventure. She had left a note on the table for her husband, letting him know she had gone for a walk and, if she did not return by dark, not to worry. She signed it, your adventurous lover.
It was just past noon. The construction workers should be eating lunch at the site. Joan seductively strutted up the sidewalk towards the construction site. She saw several neighbors working in their yards. They all noticed her and gave her a warm greeting as she passed by. Joan waved to them with a big smile as she continued her journey.
When Joan approached the construction site, she felt the juices in her body begin to flow. As she got closer, she could hear some music on the radio and men talking. As she came into the workers' view, they were having lunch. Their chatter stopped when they saw her.
As she continued her walk, a sharp voice rang out from the work site. "Hey beautiful, what a nice day to be out. Why don't you come over here and let us get a good look at you? Someone as pretty as you should not be out here all alone. We won't hurt you, will we, guys? We want to make sure you don't get into any trouble."
Joan continued walking seductively up the sidewalk. Another voice rang out billowing advice, "You know, miss, it's not safe for you to walk further down the road. You come over here, don't tease us and make us go over and get you. We have something special to show you."
Joan stopped and turned towards the men, her hands on her hips. "Listen, you can not tell me what to do; I am a grown woman, in case you did not notice. You guys are just a bunch of loudmouth horny workers, who wouldn't know what to do with a woman like me if I did come over to you. You're all talk and no action, I know."
One of the workers got up from the pile of lumber, and it looked like he was going to take action and come and get her. "Listen, cunt, you get your ass over here right now, or we will go and get you. You know you want it? So, get your fucking butt over her now. We don't have all day."
Joan started walking towards the men, saying, "You guys don't have the balls to take care of women like me, one who needs to be completely taken and fucked in all ways. I think the whole lot of you are all talk and no action." She was standing right in front of at least a dozen workers; every one of them was hot and sweaty, and a couple did not even have shirts on. Several were black, some Mexican, and a few white natives.
In seconds she was surrounded by the workers, "You fucking slut, you just got yourself into a big heap of trouble. The boss will not be back this afternoon, so no one is going to stop us from fucking the hell out of you."
Several workers grabbed Joan's arms, pulling her back into the construction site. Joan pretended to struggle and squealed out, "You fucking bastards, you don't know how to fuck a real woman."