Straight Male / 33
I'm a building contractor and when things are slow I have a side job with a real estate firm getting abused homes back into living condition. My boss is Sarah, a middle aged woman that wants to be young again. Fake boobs with overdone makeup and heels high enough to give her a nose bleed.
Sarah will call me to meet at a house that needs repairs. We walk from room to room and she will point out what she wants done. I take my notes and I admit my eyes will take a peek at her toned legs in those heels she wears when she's not looking.
Now I know Sarah likes me because there are many times when I get to the house she will be waiting with a Starbucks coffee in hand. Our eyes will linger on each other as we have a sip of our coffee before we go into the house.
Sarah is not one to be at a loss for words, usually she's talking pretty much during the walk through and a bit of conversation as we return to our vehicles. Lately when Sarah is done telling me what she wants done to the house there is a awkward silence as we stand at our cars before leaving. I can tell she wants to say something else but lets it go.
I won't lie and say I never thought about fucking Sarah because I was married to a woman that was married to her job more than me. My wife spent long hours at the office and many times I needed her, she wasn't there or too tired. With that said I wasn't going to make the first move because I was married.
Christmas came and I met Sarah at the house she wanted me to work on. It was cold and Sarah was bundled up in a winter coat and boots. Sarah had a Starbucks in her gloved hand and it was welcomed for sure.
The house was actually in very good condition and the wall to wall carpeting was new, I could tell easily. We walked through the house and Sarah didn't say hardly anything, I saw nothing that needed to be done.
We walked downstairs to the family room and once again there was new carpet and nothing to be seen of needing repairs. Sarah stood there a few feet away and I asked what she wanted me to do with the house?
She looked at me for a moment and then extended her hand out with the coffee for me to hold and then began to unbutton her fur trimmed winter coat. When she undid the last button Sarah opened her coat and I stood there looking at almost nothing covering her body. She wore a black bra and matching panties with stockings leading down into her booted legs.
Sarah said "it's not what I want you to do to the house, it's what I want you to do in the house." I had coffee in both hands, I wanted to just toss them aside but I sat them down against the nearest baseboard. When I turned back, Sarah was there only inches away from me.
Think of the Movie "Fatal Attraction, the elevator scene. That's the way our initial sexual experience was for us. Our mouths locked onto each other and the kiss was so intense I'm not sure either of us could breathe.
We slowly went to the floor and I was all over Sarah, my cock throbbing inside my jeans as Sarah reached for my belt. Soon I was naked and Sarah was down to her stockings and boots, I could wait another moment and took her that way.
The sex was raw and passionate, Sarah clawed my back with her long nails as I filled her up with a single thrust. She was soaking wet and that really turned me on even more. I brought her booted legs up and slammed my cock into her like a mad man. Sarah had one orgasm after another and that drove me even more crazier knowing I could do that to her.
The excitement was too much and I knew I wasn't going to last very long. I pulled out and Sarah suddenly got on her fours to suck my throbbing cock. That's not what I had in mind because for sure I was going to cum now. I tried to tell Sarah I was about to unload but she her mouth worked me even faster.
I put my hands to her shoulders and my head lulled back, I made some kind of animal noise as I erupted into Sarah's mouth. I barely heard Sarah make a choking sound but I swear her hot mouth never left the head of my cock.
I pumped my load into her mouth and Sarah took every drop I had to offer. I was still worked up and I pushed Sarah onto her back again and dived in between her booted legs. My tongue was like a machine and I licked, sucked, and bit on her clit. The heels of her boots dug into my hips as she came again and again.
Finally she put her hand to my shoulder, I knew she was finally spent. I crawled on top of her and kissed her. The taste of my cum was on her lips and tongue but I didn't care. We made out for several more minutes until we had nothing left.
February rolled around and I gave Sarah a gift card to Victoria Secrets. A few weeks later she would surprise me with the things she bought and we would have sex again at a vacant house.
When we aren't fucking we are Sexting with each other. I have lost all interest in fucking my wife. I go through the motions when she does want it and all she needs is her one orgasm she is done for the night.
I felt guilty for a while fucking Sarah but now I don't. The sex is incredible and it's what I want from a woman. I don't know how long this will continue but I'm in no hurry for it to end.
Sarah will call me to meet at a house that needs repairs. We walk from room to room and she will point out what she wants done. I take my notes and I admit my eyes will take a peek at her toned legs in those heels she wears when she's not looking.
Now I know Sarah likes me because there are many times when I get to the house she will be waiting with a Starbucks coffee in hand. Our eyes will linger on each other as we have a sip of our coffee before we go into the house.
Sarah is not one to be at a loss for words, usually she's talking pretty much during the walk through and a bit of conversation as we return to our vehicles. Lately when Sarah is done telling me what she wants done to the house there is a awkward silence as we stand at our cars before leaving. I can tell she wants to say something else but lets it go.
I won't lie and say I never thought about fucking Sarah because I was married to a woman that was married to her job more than me. My wife spent long hours at the office and many times I needed her, she wasn't there or too tired. With that said I wasn't going to make the first move because I was married.
Christmas came and I met Sarah at the house she wanted me to work on. It was cold and Sarah was bundled up in a winter coat and boots. Sarah had a Starbucks in her gloved hand and it was welcomed for sure.
The house was actually in very good condition and the wall to wall carpeting was new, I could tell easily. We walked through the house and Sarah didn't say hardly anything, I saw nothing that needed to be done.
We walked downstairs to the family room and once again there was new carpet and nothing to be seen of needing repairs. Sarah stood there a few feet away and I asked what she wanted me to do with the house?
She looked at me for a moment and then extended her hand out with the coffee for me to hold and then began to unbutton her fur trimmed winter coat. When she undid the last button Sarah opened her coat and I stood there looking at almost nothing covering her body. She wore a black bra and matching panties with stockings leading down into her booted legs.
Sarah said "it's not what I want you to do to the house, it's what I want you to do in the house." I had coffee in both hands, I wanted to just toss them aside but I sat them down against the nearest baseboard. When I turned back, Sarah was there only inches away from me.
Think of the Movie "Fatal Attraction, the elevator scene. That's the way our initial sexual experience was for us. Our mouths locked onto each other and the kiss was so intense I'm not sure either of us could breathe.
We slowly went to the floor and I was all over Sarah, my cock throbbing inside my jeans as Sarah reached for my belt. Soon I was naked and Sarah was down to her stockings and boots, I could wait another moment and took her that way.
The sex was raw and passionate, Sarah clawed my back with her long nails as I filled her up with a single thrust. She was soaking wet and that really turned me on even more. I brought her booted legs up and slammed my cock into her like a mad man. Sarah had one orgasm after another and that drove me even more crazier knowing I could do that to her.
The excitement was too much and I knew I wasn't going to last very long. I pulled out and Sarah suddenly got on her fours to suck my throbbing cock. That's not what I had in mind because for sure I was going to cum now. I tried to tell Sarah I was about to unload but she her mouth worked me even faster.
I put my hands to her shoulders and my head lulled back, I made some kind of animal noise as I erupted into Sarah's mouth. I barely heard Sarah make a choking sound but I swear her hot mouth never left the head of my cock.
I pumped my load into her mouth and Sarah took every drop I had to offer. I was still worked up and I pushed Sarah onto her back again and dived in between her booted legs. My tongue was like a machine and I licked, sucked, and bit on her clit. The heels of her boots dug into my hips as she came again and again.
Finally she put her hand to my shoulder, I knew she was finally spent. I crawled on top of her and kissed her. The taste of my cum was on her lips and tongue but I didn't care. We made out for several more minutes until we had nothing left.
February rolled around and I gave Sarah a gift card to Victoria Secrets. A few weeks later she would surprise me with the things she bought and we would have sex again at a vacant house.
When we aren't fucking we are Sexting with each other. I have lost all interest in fucking my wife. I go through the motions when she does want it and all she needs is her one orgasm she is done for the night.
I felt guilty for a while fucking Sarah but now I don't. The sex is incredible and it's what I want from a woman. I don't know how long this will continue but I'm in no hurry for it to end.
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