As it opened, she approached me and positioned her body directly in front of me. She bit her bottom lip and looked me right in the eye. Then she took her right hand and ran it from her heart, straight down to her abdomen, concentrating on the cleavage across her breast. “Being home alone gets really lonely. Sometimes, I feel like I have nobody to talk to.”
I stared at her supple breasts as the skin protruded out of the top of the red bra. I tried not to, but I couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry that things are hard for you. You’re a beautiful woman. I am sure there are social groups you can become a member of. You shouldn’t spend your days pent up in this house.” If this were some some of test about trust, I hoped that I had just passed.
“I have friends dear, more than I can count.” She looked directly at me, and bit her bottom lip again, sucking it
before she let it go. “Do you like what you see?” She grabbed the robe on either side and let it fall to the ground.
I was a man, and this was a very bodacious woman. Of course I liked what I saw, but I felt like I was in the twilight zone. Was this actually happening? Did I eat something bad and this was some sort of erotic dream? Maybe it was a candid reality show and my friends set me up.
The woman was almost naked in front of me.
The more I stared, the harder my dick got. I considered my options, but only for a few seconds. Dream or not, I decided to take advantage. “Hell yeah, I like what I see.”
She stuck her finger into her mouth, and once it was wet she drug it across the skin on one of her breasts. “I don’t believe you. Maybe you should touch me and show me.”
I stood there, completely still, for at least ten seconds just evaluating the situation. I hadn’t had sex since Karrie left
and it was hard to concentrate on chairs, or anything non-sexual for that matter, especially while this woman stood within inches of me.
“Do you want to touch me, Sebastian?” She was still running her hand across her breast.
No! Say no, dude!
“Yes.”
“Then do it. Touch me, Sebastian.”
Just hearing my name roll off her tongue gave me butterflies like I was thirteen again. Every guy wants to be seduced by Stiffler’s mom. I reached my now shaking hands over to her waist and gently ran my hands in an upward motion. When I got to where the lace of her bra started, I paused.
“Mmm. Keep going, Sebastian. Touch me. Please.” Her eyes were on my traveling hands.
From the moment my thumbs hit the sides of that lace, I knew there was no backing out. My dick was taking control of the situation. I ran my thumbs under the lace and worked my way under the fabric to both breasts. My hands were now under her bra and nearing her nipples. She leaned her head back and held her arms against the desk once my fingers pinched both of them.
“Take it off. Please, Sebastian.” She pleaded.
I pulled my hands out from under her bra and reached behind her back to unhook it. My chest pressed against hers, and although I still had a shirt on, I could feel the heat coming off her hot ass body.
I was nervous and excited at the same time. My body was shaking with every touch.
As soon as I had the bra in my hands, I pulled it away from her supple breasts and very hard nipples. She climbed on the desk and turned back around to face me. Her naked
breasts were calling my name and I quickly approached Mrs. Smith, using my hands as a guide.
I leaned down and kissed the skin between her breasts. Slowly, I worked my way in small kisses down to her hard nipples. All I could think about was having them in my mouth. Still, I looked up for her approval. I was still semi prepared for her to slap me at any time.
“Lick my nipples, Sebastian.”
Well, shit! Sounds like a go-ahead to me.
I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and ran my wet tongue across her nipple, just like she asked me to. She threw her head back and bit her lip. “Yes, that feels so good, Sebastian. Now use your teeth. Bite it.”
With her breast still cupped in my hand, I licked her hardened nipple once more before dragging my teeth against it. I took my open mouth and bit down on her nipple, gently
enough that I could drag my tongue against the tip while it was still in my mouth. Mrs. Smith seemed to enjoy it, as she let out a moan that made my dick even harder than it already was.
I am not one to leave someone out, so I moved over to her other nipple. I sucked on it hard, making the shape pointed almost. I licked it fast, leaving a wet band of saliva dripping down from it. Then I blew on it and the cold air to made Mrs. Smith moan again. While I continued to pinch the other nipple, I took this new one into my mouth, dragging my teeth back and sucking at the last minute.
Mrs. Smith grabbed my head and pulled my face up to hers. Instead of kissing me, she licked my bottom lip and pulled away just waiting for my reaction.
“Take off your clothes, Sebastian,” She ordered.
I backed away from her and ripped my shirt off over my head. When I unbuttoned my pants, I watched as Mrs. Smith
slowly took her hand and slipped it into her lace panties. She spread her legs and began watching me undress, while she rubbed herself beneath the red lace.
“Oh Sebastian. Do you have any idea how badly I want you to fuck me?”
Holy shit! This has got to be the best freaking wet dream of my life.
I don’t even remember the removal of my pants. Once I removed them and my shoes, I stood there naked, facing this woman with a massively hard dick.
“Kiss my panties, Sebastian. Lick them from bottom to top.” She moaned the orders.
She backed herself onto the desk a little further, still biting her bottom lip in anticipation, as I leaned down and ran my tongue over the red lace panties. I could smell her sex, and I wanted nothing more than to rip them off and lick her
soft lips. She was so wet that it was leaking through her panties as I licked them. I could taste her on my tongue and I craved more. I reached my hand across her thigh and lifted her panties so that I could touch her wet pussy. My fingers slid between her lips, feeling just how wet she really was.
“Taste your fingers, Sebastian.” She played with her own nipples, running circles with her fingers over each of them.
I pulled my fingers out from under her panties and shoved them into my mouth, tasting her sweet musk. I’d never been so horny in my life.
“Take off my panties. I want to feel your tongue on my pussy.”
I ripped off her panties like they were on fire. The red lace went flying somewhere behind me as my head rushed in between Mrs. Smith’s legs. She was so wet, and unlike some
people, it turned me on. I licked her clit and slid two fingers deep inside of her.
“Oh Yes! Oh, Sebastian. Please don’t stop,” She cried out my name again.
I made my tongue hard and pushed it against her clit, causing the pressure it needed to explode. I could feel her coming as her pussy tightened against my fingers, sending them sliding out of her. I lifted my head up and rubbed her wet pussy with my fingers once more.
“Oh, Sebastian.”
All of my hopes to finish off the deal were crushed as she stood up from the desk and reached for her robe. She leaned down and grabbed the white envelope that had dropped on the floor.
“This was by far the best work you have done so far, Sebastian. I may need to suggest your skills to my friends,”
she whispered in my ear as she kissed me on the lobe and walked out of the room. I turned around, still naked, watching her walk up the steps. “See you Friday, Sebastian.” She disappeared up the steps.
I can barely remember getting dressed and driving out of her community. When I got home, I needed to take a cold shower and masturbate, twice. I hated to wash her scent off my face, being that it turned me on so much. I swore at any moment I was going to wake up from the incredible dream I was having.
Once I got out of the shower, I collapsed on my bed only wearing a towel. The white envelope was still tucked in my jeans, which were lying across the bed. I reached for the envelope and when I opened it, I noticed a white piece of paper.
Sebastian:
Your work is impressive. I hope you will continue to give me 100%.
Mrs. Smith
Inside the envelope were five one-hundred dollar bills.
Chapter 2
For the next two days I had just two other customers, who legitimately just needed their house cleaned. I made one hundred and fifty dollars from each, and was happy that I was able to have it all for myself instead of splitting it with Karrie. When Friday came around, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go back to the Smith’s house. I never got a call from anyone stating otherwise, so I packed up my work supplies and headed over. I never had an inkling that anything would happen between us again. Maybe I was being naïve, but I just assumed that it was a onetime thing.
Perhaps she had caught her husband cheating, or maybe she was just lonely and wanted to feel like a sexy
cougar. Whatever the case was, I didn’t expect it to happen again. I wasn’t complaining, but after doing it and having a few days to soak it all in, I kind of felt horrible. She was a married woman and I wasn’t an idiot, I knew all women had secret desires, but I wasn’t about to wreck a marriage over a daytime fuck.
I knocked on the front door three times before letting myself in. Once inside, I called out to let anyone in the house know that I was there. With no response, and my bin of supplies in my hand, I headed upstairs toward the bathroom. The house was quiet, but I just assumed that maybe Mrs. Smith felt weird about our interactions at the beginning of the week, and perhaps went out with her friends, shopping or something. The bathroom door was closed, so I pushed it open and walked inside. There, lying in the tub, was Mrs. Smith, naked under a pool of bubbles.
Don’t look at her body. Just don’t do it. Holy shit! I can see a nipple peeking out from that glob of bubbles.
“Sebastian, I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been expecting you.”
Even though I had seen this woman naked just days ago, I felt very uncomfortable, so I turned around and pretended to be looking through my bin. “Sorry, I didn’t know that you were in here, Mrs. Smith. Would you like me to clean another room until you’re finished?”
“No! I want you to wash
me
, Sebastian.”
I looked up at her, while she stared back at me. Her soft lips were semi-parted, and all I could think about was how they would feel around my hard cock. “You want me to what?”
“Sebastian, don’t be bashful. Take off your clothes and wash me.”
I calmly walked over to the double sink and set the bin of cleaning supplies down. I glanced in the mirror, deliberately giving myself a once over. My brown hair was disheveled from
riding with the window down, and my brown eyes seemed blood shot, even though I had slept pretty good last night. I knew I could just walk out of the room and never look back. My mind was saying ‘walk away’, but my dick was saying ‘pounce on that shit’.
“Sebastian, darling, please hurry before the water gets cold.”
Without turning around, I started taking off my clothes, almost tripping on my jeans, as I tried to walk myself out of them. While approaching the tub, Mrs. Smith held out her arms to guide me inside of it.
She stared at me, looking from my face to my chest. “Do you work out, Sebastian?”
I looked down at my chest and arms. “I like to run in the mornings and I used to lift weights with my father.”
After watching me, and surveying every aspect of my body, Mrs. Smith held a huge grin on her face. “Is the water hot enough for you?”
The water was scorching hot. I should have noticed from the sweat that had formed across her chest, but the only thing that I
was
noticing was that if she slid up out of the bubbles, just one more inch, I would be able to see those perfect nipples again. The ones that I had in my mouth just a few days ago. Underneath the hot water, I could already feel my erection growing.
“Did you enjoy the taste of my pussy, Sebastian?” she asked while taking the tip of her foot and sliding it around my left shoulder.
This was insane.
“Yes.”
“I want you to wash me.” She handed me a bottle of body wash and a soft cloth.
I grabbed the cloth out of her hand and squirted the soap into it, but before I could reach over to touch it to her skin, she climbed out of the tub and sat on the edge, exposing her full naked body to me. “What are you waiting for, Sebastian?” She rubbed her hands across her wet breasts, pleasuring herself in front of me.
I slid my body over, so I didn’t have to reach far, and began rubbing the cloth full of soap around her legs, one at a time. When I got close to her inner thigh, I noticed she was squeezing and pulling at each of her nipples, biting her lip as she watched my every move. “Just use your hands, Sebastian.”