Open House

Hubby and I showed up to an open house for a beautiful 6 bedroom home outside the city. A really young agent by the name of Yaya was catching a lot of looks from the men. Short straight brunette hair Latina, dressed in all black, knee length skirt. She was very welcoming, despite the men staring at her ass, she kept things professional. My husband was taking notes of the home, I was making small talk with a beautiful tall black couple. The wife had to step out for a call, which prompted her husband to go directly for Yaya. Rude I felt, so I decided to cock block. Yaya was blushing from the attention she was receiving. I was shut out watching them flirt in front of me. She tells him she’s dating someone in medical school, but doesn’t get to finish before his wife suddenly appears and orders him to leave with her. She shoots me a look, I trail her eyes to his bulge. I’m shocked, she hands him her last business card and flyer of the home. Yaya apologizes to me after they leave, my husband returns. We have a quick laugh, then get down to business. My husband asks if he could check a utility room but Yaya can’t find the keys. She tells us to come back tomorrow. Him having to work, I agree to help. He only asks for pictures so I figure it will be a quick in n out.

Im there early the next day, there’s a nice car parked in front of the home I’m thinking it’s Yaya. I open the door say hello but no response. As I approach the kitchen, I stumble across Yaya and the same black back guy making out on the island. He has his left hand squeezing her neck, right hand rubbing her to an orgasm. I startle both of them, Yaya jumps down immediately apologizes. She is trying to fix herself, I tell her its okay I won’t be long. She points me to the utility room. As I turn, I hear her whisper fuck me right now but don’t mess up my face. I hear him slamming into her as I’m away taking my pictures. I come back, she’s struggling on her tippy toes with him on top of her. I thank her and walk out, but there is no response back. They were both hyperfixated on each other.

I give the pictures to my husband but tell him I no longer want the house. Completely confused he asks why, not my area I say. Of course I’m not going to buy a whore house. A few weeeks later I see that the house sold. Funny enough, I give Yaya a call to congratulate her. She tells me she was able to sell to an older couple and had to block the black guy after his wife became suspicious. When I asked if it was her first time in an open house she laughed. What a whore lol