[FM] I fucked a client in his house after he nearly shot me

I’ll preface this by saying I am not an experienced writer and don’t have any talents in this area, so I hope y’all enjoy the story as it happened, without any props and metaphors.

My one hard rule is to never mix business with play. Over the years, I’ve had numerous occasions to, from clients and associates, but always turned them down. Until now. For context, I work as a real estate broker and had this couple selling their house. We scheduled a day and time for an open house. As usual, I showed up 1 hour before the event (as agreed) to prep the place. I texted the owner 30 mins in advance reminding them I’ll be there, but no response was received. I arrived, parked my car, and let myself in using the eKey since per our agreement, everyone was supposed to be out of the house. I begin spreading around the flyers, setting the water bottles, etc. when I hear steps upstairs. Given that I am a female that oftentimes goes into people’s houses and stuff, I always carry a gun for protection. I reached into my purse but didn’t take the gun out yet. I’m debating whether to say something to whoever was upstairs or just wait. I decide to remain in the kitchen while the steps continued to come downstairs. Eventually, I see the barrel of a small handgun popping from around the corner. I freak out and freeze. Five long seconds later, I see the gun holder and recognize him as my client, the damn home owner who was supposed to be out of the house!

He immediately puts the gun away and starts cussing. “What the fuck [my name]!? You’re gonna get killed sneaking into people’s houses like that!” to which I angrily explained that we had agreed on so and so a week before. He apologized profusely for forgetting about it because he works night shift (he is a cop) and sleeps during the day. Until this point, I hadn’t noticed that he was only wearing some briefs. He turned away to offer me some juice from the fridge and I tried to keep my eyes off him. From behind, his ass looked shamelessly sexy. I noticed he didn’t have any tattoos and a nicely toned body with very little body hair. We both drank the juice and talked about the house. It seemed so natural to stand in this man’s kitchen, while he was almost naked, talking business.

It is kind of a blur how we got closer and started kissing frantically. Before I had a chance to assess the situation and remind myself of the “no fucking clients” rule, his tongue was already deep into my mouth and his fingers were inside my pants. He reached around me with one arm and grabbed a handful of hair which hurt a bit but in a good way. With a swift move, I pulled his briefs down to reveal a perfect looking penis – veiny, thick, with a huge head. He proceeded to lift me up (for reference, I’m 5’7” athletic built and he is around 6’4”) and place me at the edge of the kitchen island. My pants and panties were gone immediately thereafter and my legs spread wide while he went down on me. A few moans later, he picked me up again and carried me to the couch in the living room where he got on top. I was so soaking wet that his cock entered me without him guiding it in with his hand. His thrusting game was on point hitting all the right spots. “Ride me”, he barked in a harsh voice while holding my hair. I complied, got on top of him, with both hands on his muscular chest. He put one hand on my throat and the other was rubbing my clit. The more he held my throat the dizzier I got. At that point I don’t think I was riding dick anymore – I was just rolling my eyes in pleasure anticipating a really intense orgasm. I finally came, legs shaking and all. “I’m not done yet. Bend over”. I could barely keep my knees together while he plowed away slapping my ass. He was cussing and grunting as he came.

I turned around and saw that he was dripping sweat and his face was bright red despite the AC being on. “Hey are you ok?”, I asked concerned. He laughed and said he had been “out of the game” for too long. Good thing I had my makeup kit in the car because my mascara and lipstick were smeared all over my face. I got myself together, cleaned the countertop which had my pussy juices over it, and was ready for the open house just 10 minutes before the first shoppers showed up. I like to make the same mistake twice so we fucked again a few days later in the bed he shares with his wife.

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