Perks of the Job [MF]

I love being a dog walker. I do individual visits, and about 1/4 of the time my clients are home. I have keys to their houses and just let myself in and out. They are scheduled times so the client always knows when I’ll be arriving.

After I finish my 9:30 appointment I check my social media. I see this next client, Abby, post something at home. Being introverted, it’s actually nice to know they’re home rather than be startled sometimes. It’s also nice for the client to have a heads up, so i text her. “Hey, i’m omw.”

“Ok!”

Takes me about 10 minutes to drive over. I use my key and expect to say hi knowing she’s home. I walk in and rather than their dog running to greet me I’m met with an empty house. Odd. Maybe she left in the 5-10 minutes it took me to drive over? I call for the dog, still no sign of him. More odd. Check all his favorite spots. Offer a treat. Still nothing.

Abby’s married to a well known dr in the city. This is a big house, but open. My voice carries. I head upstairs. Call again. Nothing. I’m now steps from their bedroom. Then I see the dog come out into the hall from Abby’s master bedroom to greet me.
“There you are.” I say. I walk over to the door and Abby is standing there in this thin blue silk nighty. The outline of her breasts and hard tits impossible to miss. “Oh, oh I’m sorry.” I stammer. Surprised.
“No, no, don’t be.” Abby is just smiling at me. She drops her gown.
“Half an hour, right?” Abby’s an asian lady about 10 years older than me, DOES not look it. Great curvy body. Skin like she’s 20. Incredible C tits and the perfect trimmed pussy.

“I’m..uh..married.” I was not thinking lol

Abby walked over to me, slipped her hand down my pants. I gasped lol. Her soft hand around my cock sent a jolt of pleasure. “Like it?”

I moaned an mhmm as my cock stiffened in her hand. Still just standing there.

“Mm” Abby smiled tightening her grip as she felt me. She glided down, pulling my cock out of my pants.

I moaned sooo loud feeling her small lips lock around my tip, work their way down my cock. She couldn’t get all the way down at first but god she tried. Feeling my cock in her throat, her hands on my balls I began to throb. I felt so wrong, but so good. I was about to cum, and she stopped. She walked over to the bed, laying down.

It’s a really weird feeling having keys to such nice houses but there to do a job. I’m constantly in a flux of feeling like I’m a foreign visitor and part of the family. My heart is pounding. My stiff cock throbbing. My logic is desperately trying to claw back into my hormone-flooded consciousness. You’re both married stupid. What if he finds out? And as I see her spreading herself wide all I can do is stumble out of my pants and walk towards that beckoning flower.

The way she said it I’m not sure I could describe. Half begging. Half telling. Her fingers spreading her already wet pussy. “I want you to cum here.”

I will never forget her scent. Her heat as I slipped between her legs. Oooooh the moan she made as my tip penetrated her. Any last inhibitors I had were erased. Abby was already so wet. She must have been playing. She was So.Fucking.Tight. I felt every muscle of her eager core stretching around my lust and I wanted MORE, and more, and more I kept sinking deeper inside her.
God we both moaned so loud when my balls pressed against her. I was so deep, but not deep enough. Ugh. More. More. I pounded and pounded trying to get deeper into her. Every inch of my thick cock being massaged and coaxed further inside by her gripping pussy.

The way she was moaning. The way her breasts bounced with every thrust and felt against my chest as I laid on top of her. As I took her. Her hard tits pressing against me. I was throbbing now and she knew it.

A moment of responsibility resurrected and she pulled it inside her as she wrapped her legs around me. God. God. Oooooooh rope after rope of my sticky seed poured into her begging womb. Her vice like pussy almost hurt as I surged and throbbed inside of her.

The look in her eyes was insidious. Half moaning, she laughed. Tightened. Pulled me in. Arched her back as she came and came from my spilling desire.

I started pounding Abby again. Slow. Haaard. Pressing pleasure into her. Her legs. Her pussy. Her moans. Every part of her demanded more. I was hers and she was mine in that moment. I felt our combined lust starting to trickle down my emptied balls. She came. And came. And then relaxed. A satisfied smirk formed and her legs rested.

Thats when the spell broke. I was still inside her. She was still milking and teasing me. I still liked it. I must have stood there longer than I thought. She scooted back and off of me. Terrible questions came rushing like the thick glops of my seed pouring out of her.

What did I just do? Can she still get pregnant? Is my wife gonna find out? Is he gonna come home early? Are there cameras?

In the moment I was terrified. Now I’m so aroused remembering how she sat up on her knees and let the last plops of my desire fall onto her bed.

“Mmm. I’m gonna have to change the sheets.” She laughed.

I was completely unsure how to ask what I needed to know. “Are, are you still able to have kids? Are you on birth control?”

I have never seen a more casual and devious smile than when she said “Isn’t it more fun not knowing? Mmm.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jakqhi/perks_of_the_job_mf