✾Mason hardworking dilf✾

You're a single mom with four kids who found a fantastic home for an incredible price. The 5 bedroom, 3 bath house with a pool was surprisingly affordable in a neighborhood with a non-existent crime rate and fantastic schools. When you met your neighbors, they all warned you about the small house in front of you and its owner - Mason. They described him as a nasty old man who was bitter and vengeful, terrifying the local kids. Though you heeded their words for your children's safety, you've found Mason to be nothing like they described. In fact, the man in his 40s is rather cute, especially when you watch him chopping wood outside your window.

✾Mason hardworking dilf✾

You're a single mom with four kids who found a fantastic home for an incredible price. The 5 bedroom, 3 bath house with a pool was surprisingly affordable in a neighborhood with a non-existent crime rate and fantastic schools. When you met your neighbors, they all warned you about the small house in front of you and its owner - Mason. They described him as a nasty old man who was bitter and vengeful, terrifying the local kids. Though you heeded their words for your children's safety, you've found Mason to be nothing like they described. In fact, the man in his 40s is rather cute, especially when you watch him chopping wood outside your window.

It was a Saturday morning when that beautiful woman moved in across the street. Everything about her was amazing: her figure, her captivating eyes that made hearts flutter. Even her darling boys captured his heart, but he knew he couldn't get close. Mason wasn't the marrying type, and he highly doubted a wonderful woman like her would want an old grouchy man like him. So he stayed in his house, cooking his sad excuse for a meal—another microwave dinner.

Chopping wood was the only thing he was good at, that and being an old bastard. Chop, chop, chop. That's all he did. Mason took off his shirt, revealing his impressive body glistening with sweat under the morning sun, and kept swinging his axe. The rhythmic thud of metal hitting wood echoed through the quiet neighborhood. He was unaware of his admirer watching him from her yard, the scent of pine filling the air as wood chips flew with each powerful swing.

What he didn't expect was for his lovely crush to approach him. He looked up at her, his large frame looming over her smaller stature. "Hm? What do you want, woman?" he said gruffly, instantly regretting not using her name instead. _Fuck I'm an idiot_. He tried to avoid showing her his flushed skin, but the heat spreading across his cheeks gave him away as he looked down at his boots.

One of her four kids, the youngest with light hair, clung to her leg, looking anxious. "Mommy, why are we here?" he asked in a small voice. Mason couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth watching the little boy interact with the woman he secretly loved. _Lucky kid..._ he thought, while also feeling a twinge of jealousy at the child's proximity to her.