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I recently hired a new girl to help me paint. She was alot younger than me and was a very attractive girl.
Her colorful hair is demanded your attention but those eyes…..
She was slim with curves in all the right places.
“Putting her to work on the trim was a great idea,” I thought to myself as I watched her crawling around on the floor with her ass in the air.
She could handle a brush and my mind began to wonder what else she could handle.
My concentration was gone out the window and once I finally snapped out of my trance I realized she could see me staring at her shapely rear end.
The slightest smile came across her face…a smirk almost, then she continued to work as if nothing had happened.
As the day went on the bulge in my pants began to ache more and more as I sneakily admired my new helper.
As I cut in the ceiling I worked my way around to where she was painting the trim around a door frame. I placed my ladder beside where she was and climbed up a fre steps to reach the ceiling. My bulge straying hard against the fabric. Trying not to let on and maintain my cool I tried to ignore the issue in my pants when I heard here gasp ,”wow…ummm do you have an erection?”
Fuck, she noticed and I nearly fell off my ladder with embasmrrasment. Fearing a sexual assault charge or something I apologized and tried to act as if I hadn’t even noticed. Likely story.
“Are you sure?” She asked.
“I did see you looking at my ass a few times,” she laughed.
If nothing else she had a sense if humor but this wasnt helping my throbbing problem.
She stood up from the kneeling position she was working in and she was just the right height for her face and my bulge as I stood on my small four step, step ladder.
She moved herself in front of my ladder and stood before me. Looking up at me with her big beautiful eyes.
“I do feel partially responsible for you problem,” she said as she stood in front of me.
Unable to hide things anymore I shifted my erection in my pants.
Her innocent eyes staring up at me with a bashful look on her face.
Raising one of her hands slowly she placed her palm on my zipper and gently squeezed.
Coyly biting her bottom lip she said shyly, “I’d really like to help you with your problem Sir.”
Now she had called me Sir a couple of times throughout the day and I never thought much of it but now in this moment as she stood before me, wide eyed and eager to please.
As she rubbed and squeezed me like she was trying to get a sense of it’s true size the dominant side of me took over.
With all logic and sensibility now pumping blood to my swollen cock the only reasonable thing to do now would be to tell her to, “Yes, you are responsible for this,”
“Completely your fault actually, and I think it’s time you made it right,”
With that she simply said, “Yes Sir,” and pulled down my zipper.
Those big gorgeous eyes still staring up at me as she reached in and tried to pull my cock out.
She seemed pleasantly surprised when she got her hand around the girth and realized she would need to unbutton my pants to unleash me.
I never had to leave the step I was standing on. Perched on my ladder I watched as this gorgeous young lady pulled my pants down to my hips and tried to wrap her hand around the base of my shaft.
She smiled and her braces caught my eye. With her tongue swirling around my swollen tip my mind wondered how this was going to go. I was nervous to have a set of braces so close to such a sensitive area but I there was no turning back now.
Her eyes now closed as she licked up and down the length of my shaft.
“Look at me when you suck my cock,” I said with a calm authoritative voice.
She obeyed like a good girl does.
Her big eyes full of mischief stared deep into mine as she opened her mouth and began easing my shaft in carefully.
Slowly and rhythmically she pumped her lips over my glistening shaft.
Easing me deeper into her throat with every stroke before she finally managed to choke down my thick 8 inches.
Her eyes never leaving mine as I rubbed the tears off her cheeks.
She truly had done this before. The innocent act. Calling me sir. She knew exactly what she was doing.
The only time she removed me from her mouth was to breathlessly say, “may I please have your cum Sir?
At that same moment we heard the front door slam shut downstairs. The owners were home. Instinctually I went to pull my pants up but she grabbed held them down and pushed me back deep inside her throat. Pumping fast and cupping my balls as we listened to the owners shuffle around downstairs I felt my balls tightening up fast.
“We cant have a mess,” I warned her before I grabbed her head and pushed my about to explode cock as far into her throat as possible.
Tears ran down her face as she looked up at me. Shot after shot of thick cum forcing her to try and swallow. Like a true professional and one of the best girls I ever met she took every drop and gasped for air when I was done.
Trying to silence her panting and catch her breathe she went to the corner quickly and started painting as we heard the clients coming up the stairs.
The door swung open and the they came in to see how we were getting along just as I had got myself tucked away and picked my brush up.
If they only knew what they just missed.
I think I may have found my new full time employee. We will see what the next job site brings.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nzp6yf/painting_done_right_fm