Gardeners and sex
In another life, I am a home contractor. One of the benefits I have, unfortunately rarely, is the opportunity to be in a home with ladies with other ‘designs’ as well. One never knows when it will strike, this opportunity, but there have a been a couple of occasions where it bit me… lol, all over.
Sitting at a kitchen table with a client is common. Opening up large blueprints, encompassing the project, everyone tries to visualize the results and I explain the processes involved in getting there. I carry pics, too, and these are immeasurably helpful. Everyone seems excited at the start of things and it can be hard to decipher enthusiasm levels. And for what.
Emily (not her real name) was a 40-ish and very well-built lady, with a great smile. Her hubby was pretty business-like in our dealings, which I appreciated, but he was never home, travelling all week and home weekends. So Emily’s onus was to sort of “run things” from their point of view. With that, I agreed to meet with her at some point every morning during this $45,000 project. Typically, it was early. Very early.
Our first morning together, with the crew going hard at it already, machine sounds and talking outside her windows, Emily met me in her robe. She asked to see the plans again, wanting to clarify something. As I spread them out, she made coffee for us and presented me with some superb coffee cake. I told her I loved the ‘buns’, and she looked at me and smiled hugely. She said they were all mine if I wanted them. Oops, I thought. The innuendo was getting steamy.
As we gazed at the plans, she plopped close to me and leaned over onto them pointing something out. I felt her breast resting on my arm, solidly, not moving. She stayed there, even when she withdrew her hand from the plan. It was getting warm. As we spoke, our faces were fairly close. The positioning had been all her, so I waited and tried to keep things non risky. I turned to look at her and she was staring openly at me, inches away. Her boob moved; she was rubbing it on me, no mistaking it. She leaned closer and we kissed. Her tongue searched for mine and found me, wanting hers as well. It was incredibly hot.
On her stool, she pivoted, facing me now as we kissed, her breast leaving its place on my arm, with my hand moving to it and cradling this gorgeous thing for her, and squeezing. She had moved it right into my hand. There was no bra under and, as I parted her robe, I knew she was naked. My hands began exploring her more totally, finding no evidence of clothing and one very very wet pussy. With a hand on her tits, going from one to the other, I explored this hot wet pussy, even fingering her right away. Her pussy fascinated me, it was hot, dripping wet and she was so incredibly open to my touch. I pulled off her robe and looked at this gorgeously wanton and naked client of mine, breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed. I began undressing but she stopped me. “Let me,” she said, huskily.
She undressed me completely, standing there in her kitchen. She went to her knees and sucked my hard cock. She would moan as she did, either from experience or because it was so hot to her. No matter, it was convincing, for sure, the moans possessing that lusty sound of a full mouth. Later, I found she was not that experienced, that these moans were a discovery, for her, of how hot sucking me was at the time. She actually came almost at once, her body just shaking and my cock down he throat.
I turned her around and fucked her, right there in the kitchen, her hands up on a counter top and her ass in the air. It was so hot. As I came, I pulled out of her, not easy to do. I did not know if she had birth control, so I played the cumming gentleman. I splashed all over her ass liberally. She reached around her and rubbed it all in, taking some to her mouth for a taste. She liked it.
She also got more later, even that day. We had a three week affair. She was also hot to experience more oral sex and we had a few memorable long sessions. I became the first man in her ass, I might add. It was hot as hell and I wanted more later but we called a halt to it, at least for the time, for various reasons. Man, it was delightful and such a great surprise. For us both, turns out, lol!