Caught With My Pants Down

My wife hired a landscaping consultant, a Mexican woman in her fifties. I have a flexible schedule, and that day I had a young man over for a bit of fun in the sack. He is a waiter at a Mexican restaurant I frequent when I am on my route. That day I had him under me, fully inserted when the Mexican woman started knocking on my window. The blinds were up, our backyard is fenced. Hell, you jump off, the naked young man on the bed, me standing naked, she staring like a mad woman. I close the blinds, get on a pair of pants, calming the young man down, the doorbell starts ringing, the woman is slamming her fist on the front door.

His car, she knew the car in my driveway, her son's car.