Straight Female / 36
This should be called "I did it for the money, initially".
If you've ever lived in Northern Britain, you'll know why you need a reliable heating system. So when ours packed in, in January this year, and knowing we didn't have sufficient funds to buy a new one (We'd just paid out for a new car and had some building work done), I paid for the whole of the cost in a different way.
We knew a gas plumber and knew he often fitted systems at a reduced price. So after my husband arranged for him to take a look at which system we'd need, he gave us the total price to supply and fit ours. We did have some savings, but no where near enough to pay for the heating system, so one afternoon a week after the initial survey I phoned Gary the gas engineer to call by our home.
The kids were at school, and my husband was at work. Gary called by just after lunch and asked me if I wanted him to go ahead with the work needed. Moving us into our lounge and closing the blinds, I told Gary we couldn't fully afford to pay for the work, but.
As I said "but", I opened the bath robe I had on and let it fall to the floor. I was naked after taking a shower and saw the look of pure lust on Gary's face. I might be thirty six now, but my job and three days a week of gym work, have kept my body in much better shape than most teenage and twenty somethings. I know without being pretentious, that I'm good looking and have had many many men women try to chat me up, before and during our marriage. So looking into Gary's eyes, I asked him if I could pay for our new system another way.
His tongue felt amazing on sliding along my pussy lips and through my labia's. It snaked up to my clit and he began to lap at my love button. Once he'd decided to trade work and costings of the heating system, the fifty one year old plumber we'd known for nineteen years, soon had his hands wandering all over my body as we kissed. Now lay on our couch, Gary tongued and licked my pussy so expertly, I was cumming within minutes.
There was no going back, no stopping what I'd started, so I decided to go fully into whatever Gary wanted. What I wasn't expecting when I finally released his awesome cock, was just how large his penis was going to be. My husband is around six and half inches fully erect, Gary's cock measures and I've since measured it with his tape measure, a shade under nine and a half inches long and six and half inches around.
Sucking in his huge cock was so wonderful I simply couldn't get enough of his cock fucking my mouth and throat. Even after I'd had him cum in my mouth, with him tonging my pussy still, I carried on sucking on his mammoth dick. Gary's wife had never once swallowed his cum, so for him it was a new experience, as was me continuing to suck his cock after he'd cum. His cock stayed hard and I knew what I needed to do to have Gary give me everything I wanted from our deal.
Getting him to sit on our couch, I mounted his cock facing him. My breasts which are 34D were lovingly sucked and kissed as I fucked our plumber. Gary wasn't used to having a woman take control, so I made the most of it grinding down onto his massive cock making myself orgasm again. Sliding his cock out of me, I turned around and sank back down.
But when I lowered myself, I did something for him he'd never once done with anyone, I guided his cock up my arsehole. Gary's reaction to me having his cock plow my arse to the base of his cock, was to say "Fucking wow woman". It's a phrase we now joke about each time we fuck.
Over the next ten minutes, as his cock drove me to two further orgasms, I fucked Gary with total anal pleasure. No one had ever given me that much excitement during sex, as Gary and his cock did that afternoon. I basically let him have me anyway he wanted from that moment on. Taking his seed up my arse as I sank onto his cock time and again, was only the start of a two hour sexual marathon.
I accepted his cum up my rear passage and then he had me lick and suck on his cock again. He didn't take too long to become hard again either and I soon learned Gary's sexual appetite matched my own in every way. We did just about everything together, and in nearly every room. We had oral sex in the kitchen and in our bedroom. We fucked on the stairs and and in the shower, and finally Gary fucked me anally on our landing as I gripped the railings, feeling his cock pound my arsehole to more intensely satisfying orgasms.
Both sat exhausted on the couch we'd first had sex on, Gary explained he could certainly supply the equipment we'd need, but would have to arrange time to fit it.
Two weeks later, we not only had a top of the range heating system fully fitted and running, but I'd had a fortnights worth of fascinating sex with a man I wish I'd met years earlier.
Now in July, believe it or not, we still have to use the heating system (Good old British weather) And Gary and I still have weekly sexual sessions. It's always during the afternoons I know my husband is down south at his head office, and the kids are having their after school club. It gives us extra time to have the kind of sex Gary and I now enjoy together. And that can only be described I suppose, as hard, anything goes dirty sex.
If you've ever lived in Northern Britain, you'll know why you need a reliable heating system. So when ours packed in, in January this year, and knowing we didn't have sufficient funds to buy a new one (We'd just paid out for a new car and had some building work done), I paid for the whole of the cost in a different way.
We knew a gas plumber and knew he often fitted systems at a reduced price. So after my husband arranged for him to take a look at which system we'd need, he gave us the total price to supply and fit ours. We did have some savings, but no where near enough to pay for the heating system, so one afternoon a week after the initial survey I phoned Gary the gas engineer to call by our home.
The kids were at school, and my husband was at work. Gary called by just after lunch and asked me if I wanted him to go ahead with the work needed. Moving us into our lounge and closing the blinds, I told Gary we couldn't fully afford to pay for the work, but.
As I said "but", I opened the bath robe I had on and let it fall to the floor. I was naked after taking a shower and saw the look of pure lust on Gary's face. I might be thirty six now, but my job and three days a week of gym work, have kept my body in much better shape than most teenage and twenty somethings. I know without being pretentious, that I'm good looking and have had many many men women try to chat me up, before and during our marriage. So looking into Gary's eyes, I asked him if I could pay for our new system another way.
His tongue felt amazing on sliding along my pussy lips and through my labia's. It snaked up to my clit and he began to lap at my love button. Once he'd decided to trade work and costings of the heating system, the fifty one year old plumber we'd known for nineteen years, soon had his hands wandering all over my body as we kissed. Now lay on our couch, Gary tongued and licked my pussy so expertly, I was cumming within minutes.
There was no going back, no stopping what I'd started, so I decided to go fully into whatever Gary wanted. What I wasn't expecting when I finally released his awesome cock, was just how large his penis was going to be. My husband is around six and half inches fully erect, Gary's cock measures and I've since measured it with his tape measure, a shade under nine and a half inches long and six and half inches around.
Sucking in his huge cock was so wonderful I simply couldn't get enough of his cock fucking my mouth and throat. Even after I'd had him cum in my mouth, with him tonging my pussy still, I carried on sucking on his mammoth dick. Gary's wife had never once swallowed his cum, so for him it was a new experience, as was me continuing to suck his cock after he'd cum. His cock stayed hard and I knew what I needed to do to have Gary give me everything I wanted from our deal.
Getting him to sit on our couch, I mounted his cock facing him. My breasts which are 34D were lovingly sucked and kissed as I fucked our plumber. Gary wasn't used to having a woman take control, so I made the most of it grinding down onto his massive cock making myself orgasm again. Sliding his cock out of me, I turned around and sank back down.
But when I lowered myself, I did something for him he'd never once done with anyone, I guided his cock up my arsehole. Gary's reaction to me having his cock plow my arse to the base of his cock, was to say "Fucking wow woman". It's a phrase we now joke about each time we fuck.
Over the next ten minutes, as his cock drove me to two further orgasms, I fucked Gary with total anal pleasure. No one had ever given me that much excitement during sex, as Gary and his cock did that afternoon. I basically let him have me anyway he wanted from that moment on. Taking his seed up my arse as I sank onto his cock time and again, was only the start of a two hour sexual marathon.
I accepted his cum up my rear passage and then he had me lick and suck on his cock again. He didn't take too long to become hard again either and I soon learned Gary's sexual appetite matched my own in every way. We did just about everything together, and in nearly every room. We had oral sex in the kitchen and in our bedroom. We fucked on the stairs and and in the shower, and finally Gary fucked me anally on our landing as I gripped the railings, feeling his cock pound my arsehole to more intensely satisfying orgasms.
Both sat exhausted on the couch we'd first had sex on, Gary explained he could certainly supply the equipment we'd need, but would have to arrange time to fit it.
Two weeks later, we not only had a top of the range heating system fully fitted and running, but I'd had a fortnights worth of fascinating sex with a man I wish I'd met years earlier.
Now in July, believe it or not, we still have to use the heating system (Good old British weather) And Gary and I still have weekly sexual sessions. It's always during the afternoons I know my husband is down south at his head office, and the kids are having their after school club. It gives us extra time to have the kind of sex Gary and I now enjoy together. And that can only be described I suppose, as hard, anything goes dirty sex.
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