Maya & Tarik - The Test Pt. 01

Shifting her body on the chaise, she felt nervous and uneasy all of a sudden. Tarik sensed this and ran his hands reassuringly up and down Maya's arms. He bent down to kiss her cheek.

"Yes, yes, I do. Should I call Victor and have him come by to look at the land?"

"I think that's a good idea. How about Monday morning? I don't have to be to the office until late that day since I'll be sending over the manuscript later today."

"Sounds good. I'll call this evening and see if that works for him."

Tarik wrapped his arms around Maya's shoulders and gently kissed her neck. Seeing her stare at Victor and watching him react to her had definitely turned Tarik on. When they got home, he had wanted to dive into Maya right in the driveway, but he knew she had to work, so he resisted. But now, his desire stirred again. He kept his arms tight around Maya as he kissed at her neck, licking and lightly biting her soft skin. She moaned, tilting her neck farther to the side, letting her head rest on Tarik's arm.

As he kissed her, Tarik's hands wandered over Maya's chest, feeling her bare breasts underneath her sweatshirt, her nipples hardening at his touch. She reached up and stroked Tarik's forearm gently, writhing gently underneath him as she felt her pussy growing wet. Tarik released her and came to stand in front of her, climbing on the chaise and gently resting his body on top of hers. He was in a slightly dominant mood, something that Maya enjoyed and was happy to sometimes permit.

He positioned himself in a way that left one of Maya's arms free but otherwise didn't allow her much room to move. Tarik kissed her as he slipped his hand under her sweatshirt to play with her breasts, taking her hard nipples in between his fingers, giving them a light squeeze. Maya moaned and arched her back underneath him. He pushed up her shirt to lick and bite her nipples, which grew even harder, tickled by the cool breeze.

Tarik reached down and slowly untied the drawstring on Maya's pants, licking his middle finger before sliding his hand in her panties. He felt her wetness as he slid his finger into her lips, lightly pressing on her clit. She reached up with her free arm and wrapped her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to her. Tarik gently slid his finger down to Maya's slit and touched the opening, her pussy yielding to him as she spread her legs wider. He let his middle and index fingers enter her while he worked his thumb on her clit.

Maya bucked gently underneath him, moaning as he fingered her, his mouth never leaving her nipples. She opened her legs even further to let Tarik's fingers slide deeper into her, his thumb firmly pressed on her clit as she pulled on his hair. Maya loved the feeling of his fingers inside of her and the sensation of his mouth on her breasts. She arched her back and cried out as Tarik worked his fingers deeper and faster in her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit furiously as she came closer to her orgasm.

Tarik took Maya's right breast in his mouth, and as he bit her nipple, he pushed his fingers hard into her, hitting the right spot on her pubic bone with the perfect amount of pressure on her clit. She arched her back higher and pulled his hair hard as she came, feeling herself cream all over Tarik's hand. He pushed her further, not removing his fingers, bringing her to another orgasm, working his fingers deeper into her, massaging her pubic bone as she closed her legs tightly around him.

She gasped as she came again, grabbing Tarik's wrist as she shuddered underneath him. He could tell she had enough, and Tarik moved his fingers slower inside of her as he brought his mouth to Maya's and kissed her deeply, moving so that her other arm was now free. She ran her hands across his face and held it tightly for a moment as Tarik withdrew his hand from Maya's pants. He held his fingers up, and she could see her juices all over them. Without breaking her gaze, Tarik took his fingers and put each one in his mouth, licking them clean as Maya watched, a dazed smile on her face. She reached down to touch him, wanting to feel how hard he was and to pleasure him in return, but Tarik stopped her.

"No. Just for you." He let his lips linger on her neck, tasting the salty sheen of sweat as she lay breathless from her orgasms.

"Mmmm...what has gotten into you today?" Maya murmured as he kissed her hard, his hands buried deep in her hair.

Tarik stood up and straddled her on the chaise and bent over to re-tie her pants, kissing her while he did so. Tarik smiled and stood up again, stepping over the chaise and returning to stand behind it to massage Maya's neck.

"I think you know. So," he said, changing the subject quickly. "What do you want for dinner?"

Later that evening, after Tarik prepared a fantastic meal of grilled lamb, ramps, and asparagus from the market, he called Victor to discuss coming to visit the property. Maya cleaned up in the kitchen, listening with anticipation to Tarik's conversation with Victor on the phone. Tarik hung up with Victor and came into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Maya's waist while she stood at the sink washing dishes.

"So, he has agreed to come Monday morning. He seemed very excited. Especially when I said that you'd be here."

Tarik gave Maya's ass a squeeze, and she could feel him growing hard behind her. She smiled as he pressed himself into her. Tarik was so intuitive with what excited her that she couldn't try to hide how much knowing Victor was attracted to her turned her on. Maya turned to face Tarik and wrapped her arms around himt, pulling his hips close to her so she could feel his hardened bulge on her pubic area.

"It seems like you're excited too, Mr. Marcus," she cooed, her eyes teasing him.

"Would you like to watch me fuck him?"

She raised an eyebrow and lightly flicked his lips with her tongue. Tarik felt hot, and his cock grew harder at the thought.

"Yes. Yes, Maya. I would."

Maya pulled him even tighter, his bulge pushing into her soft mound, her fingers curling to squeeze Tarik's ass as she whispered into his ear, her voice low and resonant.

"Watch him kiss me and suck my breasts while he plays with my pussy. His big hard young cock slowly stroking me, making me moan."

"Ohhh yes, Maya."

Tarik whispered, his voice catching in his throat. He rubbed Maya's ass and soft hips, kissing her neck and ears.

"See how many times he makes me cum over and over."

"Yes, please. Maya, please."

Tarik groaned, looking into Maya's eyes, pleading for relief. Maya squeezed his ass tightly and gave it a light smack.

"Well then, you should offer him the job when he comes, shouldn't you?" she said, leaning into Tarik so close that her mouth brushed his as she spoke.

"Yes, ma'am. I will," he whimpered.

"Good."

Maya kissed Tarik and stepped around him and began to walk toward the bedroom, slowly pulling off her sweatshirt and letting it fall to the floor, her hair swaying against her bare skin. She turned to look back at Tarik, who grinned and took off running behind her.

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Victor hadn't had a customer in weeks. This was the slowest the start of the season had ever been, and his finances were starting to dwindle. Every day he waited by his phone in hopes that someone would call with a job. He was beginning to feel hopeless when he ran into Tarik Marcus at the farmer's market. Victor had heard that a couple from out of state had bought the abandoned farm property last year but didn't know much about them, other than what he read in the paper announcing Maya's new position at the university. The community they lived in was very rural and mostly made up of old farms where everyone seemed to know each other, but no one knew the Marcuses, so he was curious what they were like.

Maya and Tarik Marcus now owned the best piece of property in the area, and Victor had no idea what they had already done with it and was dying to find out. It sat up on a hill and overlooked mountains on the south side, met dense forests to the north, and had an expansive view of the lakes and the town to the east. Everyone knew that there would be a lot of work to rehab the property because it had been neglected for so long, but he knew that the Marcuses had already redone the house, so it seemed like they were serious about the task.

Only an old, dilapidated two-story brick house and the old stable were visible from the road. The rest of the property, including the main house, was hidden away. Shortly after the Marcuses moved in, they extended a large wall around the property. That, combined with the dense trees around it, meant that most of the property was hidden from view. A large construction company from the city was on site for about a year to build the house, and Victor was curious about what was now on the other side.

He had also heard of the extensive gardens on the property and sweeping lawns with rows of various fruit trees and was excited to see them in person. Victor had seen old photos of what it looked like in its full glory, and he knew it was a landscaper's dream. He envisioned endless plants, flowers, trees, and gardens to take care of and tend to. And he was thrilled that he would have the opportunity to bid for the job of hopefully restoring the land to its former magnificence.

Victor tried to hide the excitement in his voice when Tarik called him Saturday evening and suggested a Monday morning appointment with him and his wife to see the property and discuss their ideas for plans. Victor said he would be there at 10:00 a.m. sharp and thanked Tarik again for the opportunity.

His best friend Esteban was outside working on his truck when Victor came running out of the office shouting the news about possibly landing the Marcus job. Esteban smiled at the thought of a large project like that and knew that things were about to get better. Victor felt like a little kid, giddy and excited even as he went into business mode and began preparations for bidding on the project. Monday was only a day and a half away, and Victor knew that he had to have everything ready for a job this big. He wasn't going to waste any time.

Victor woke early Monday morning with excitement about the day's events. He began getting ready and worried the whole time. While he ate breakfast, Victor grew concerned that the project might be too big for his company and that they wouldn't be able to handle it. Even with all of his employees working on this job, he imagined it would take at least two months to do the smallest project on a property of that scale. Especially given the condition it was in even before construction work on the house made it worse.

Re-landscaping the whole thing, plus the forestry work could take four months, if not longer. Victor was thrilled at the challenge, though. He knew he could handle it and that this was the opportunity he'd been waiting for. He would make sure to offer a competitive but fair price to ensure he got the job. He began to relax and enjoyed the rest of his breakfast in peace.

After eating, Victor rose from the table and made his way to the bedroom. He lived in a modest two-bedroom house and had come to enjoy the pleasures of living alone. After being single so long, he was used to doing most things by himself and his way. And now, he had a particular way of doing things and didn't like to have his routine disturbed. As he stripped naked in his bedroom, Victor thought of how long it had been since he'd been with a woman.

Ever since his fiancee had left him two years ago, he hadn't been interested in dating. Victor had been prone to angry outbursts with her and was somewhat controlling which drove her away. But he had been taking time to work on trying to get those things under control. Besides, the women here didn't interest him, and some of them could be pretty skanky. He wanted to find a nice girl to settle down with. Victor did feel lonely sometimes, though, and wondered if he would ever find someone.

Stepping into the bathroom, Victor examined himself in the mirror and was pleased with what he saw. He knew that women liked the way he looked, and he never ran short on compliments. His body was leanly built with nicely defined muscles that weren't overpowering. He was on the taller side at 6ft, and his legs were solid, with powerful quadriceps and well-built calves. Victor wasn't an obsessive bodybuilder, but he did his part to stay fit and muscular, and it showed. The landscaping work also helped.

Victor's hands were broad and strong, calluses and short fingernails signs of his dedication to hard work. He had smooth bronzed skin dotted with freckles on the shoulders and chest, and his torso was long and toned. Unable to grow a good looking beard, his face was clean shaven, adding to his youthful appearance. He had a full head of thick dark hair that he kept stylish, long enough to run his hands through, but short enough to stay out of his face. His naturally defined eyebrows, along with his large, deep-set dark brown eyes, added to his attractiveness.

Stepping into the steaming shower, Victor let the hot water run over his body. He ran his hands over his chest and let the heat relax his muscles. He was so stressed about bidding for this job that it had taken over his body and made him incredibly tense. Victor thought about the day ahead, how he would approach it, and began thinking about what it would be like when he arrived at the Marcuses' large estate. He felt a little nervous about meeting Maya Marcus in-person for the first time today. He thought about her dazzling smile and soft body when he saw her from a distance at the market. She was so beautiful.

"Man, Tarik Marcus is a lucky guy," Victor thought. "I would love to have a woman like her."

Thoughts of Maya got Victor excited, and before long, his cock was hard and aching. He could see her face clearly in his mind and stroked himself while he thought of her. Victor was surprised by his erection and desire and quickly pushed thoughts of Maya out of his mind. Outside of watching porn, he hadn't fantasized about a woman in a long time, and the fact that Maya was the subject caught him off guard and he felt embarrassed.

After all, it was pretty unprofessional to be masturbating to fantasies of fucking a new client an hour before he was to meet her. So, Victor turned his mind to other matters and let his throbbing cock lose its erection. He knew that he would have to get all of those thoughts out of his head now. He needed to remain composed.

Feeling relaxed and clean, Victor stepped out of the shower, dried himself off, and started getting dressed. Esteban had phoned and left a message wishing Victor good luck at the meeting. He had always supported Victor and his business and had proved to be his most reliable employee and trusted friend. And he had been incredibly restless during the dry spell, even though Victor paid all of his crew a small retainer to help them get through the drought of work.

They all waited it out, trusting that Victor would get them some business eventually. So not only for himself, Victor had to get this right. Another reason why fantasizing about a new client was less than ideal. Victor grabbed his keys and hopped into his truck, beginning the ascent into the hills and toward the Marcus house. He couldn't wait.

The road up to the estate was longer than Victor realized it would be. The property was walled off on all sides, and the main road leading to the entrance was long and winding. It wasn't a private road, and it was clear that the Marcuses had situated the property within the wall to guard their privacy. About a mile up the road, there was a slight dip to the left, and a circular drive sat outside of a heavy solid gate. Victor pulled into the circle and announced himself into the security monitor. The gate slid open, and he slowly drove onto the driveway while admiring the visible property from the road, astonished by what he saw.

In front of him was a large and magnificent home. Raised up about three feet from the ground and surrounded by winding decking were five buildings, stretched out across the landscape. The middle structure was the largest, with two smaller "pods" flanking it on each side connected by glass corridors. The walls that faced the driveway were solid glass but covered with a sort of screen made of exquisitely carved wood. The hallways that connected each structure were also glass and offered unobstructed views on each side.

Victor gazed at the house and parked his car along the circular drive, and checked over his appearance in the rearview mirror. He looked fine. A little excited but presentable. Dressed sharply in black chinos and a black button-up shirt, he looked relaxed yet authoritative. Victor noticed that he had started to sweat a little under the arms, and his stomach turned to knots. He was nervous, and he needed to relax for this to go smoothly.

Reaching into the backseat, Victor pulled out his work bag with a notebook, sketchpad, and other materials appropriate for the first overview of a potential new job. He slung the bag across his chest and walked to the front of the house. Victor was genuinely amazed by the house. Never in his life had he seen anything like it. He thought his own home and land were pretty nice, and he had worked on some large properties, but this put everything to shame.

Given that the small buildings were almost identical, a marked path was set-up to lead the way to the house's main entrance from the driveway and up the front steps. A short set of stairs led to the deck, and the railing up the steps framed the doorway. As Victor stood at the top of the deck, he marveled at the front of the house. He examined the wood paneling's intricate pattern covering the door and was impressed by the detail and craftsmanship.

A flat brown box was attached to a short post on the door's left side with a button for the doorbell. Victor pushed it, his hand shaking slightly, and a pleasant chime sounded throughout the house. As he listened, he could hear laughing from somewhere within. He turned from the door and shook his head to chase away the nervousness. Victor took a deep breath, and he heard the door open behind him. He turned around and found himself inches away from Maya Marcus.

She looked so different from when Victor saw her at the market, and up close, she was even more beautiful. She wore a tailored black and gold houndstooth blazer with a black silk deep v-neck top underneath. She had on a knee-length black pencil skirt, black leggings underneath and a pair of black ankle boots with delicate gold zippers. Her deep almond-colored skin was smooth, bronzed, and radiant in the morning light. Her soft dark curls framed her face perfectly, and she smiled brightly at him. Victor couldn't help but let his eyes linger over her beauty. After what seemed like an eternity, Victor tore his eyes away from Maya and regained his composure.

Maya motioned for Victor to enter and he stepped through the doorway. He extended his hand and introduced himself, trying to keep his voice steady, so as not to betray his excitement and anxiety.

"Hello, I'm Victor Munoz of Munoz Landscaping. I'm here to see Tarik Marcus."

Maya smiled sweetly and shook his hand. "Ah, yes. It's so nice to meet you. I'm Maya. We were expecting you. Please follow me. Tarik is outside already."

Victor watched as she closed the door behind him, the door pivoting to slide seamlessly back into the frame. From inside, he appreciated how the light filtered in through the carved wood on the outside and plants placed inside along the glass wall, the rays dancing along the marble floor. They were standing in what appeared to be the foyer, but not in the traditional sense. A doorway made of more of the patterned wood from the front of the house was formed into three arches that led into a large room beyond it. It was exquisite.