The customer’s always right [mf]

*reposting from a deleted account*

Dog walking is an odd job and I love it for that. I have keys to million dollar homes. I’ve saved a client who was having a heart attack as I arrived. I’ve had to alter a route because a bear had wandered into the neighborhood (Midwest, not alaska). Ive experienced some weird stuff. One client in particular will always have my number though.

Her house was my second visit of the day. I hopped in my jeep to send a quick “On my way!” She didn’t reply to the text, but I did see her active on Facebook mobile liking something. When I got to her place I knocked and waited to be polite. Waited. Nothing. Knocked again, then let myself in. “Emily?” I call out at a pretty high tone. I know she’s home. No biggie. She’s probably busy. I got a job to do. I start looking for the dog. Normally he is downstairs pushing his nose at the door to go. Nowhere to be seen. Ok sometimes he’s upstairs. So I walk up the stairs to this landing right above the main door where I called out. “Hello???” The dog is laying on the couch and comes trotting over. I bend down to leash him and hear “oh hey! Sorry you caught me sleeping in.”

I look up and Emily is in a silk nighty barely covering her toned ass. Her hard nipples are poking straight through. She’s always been dressed before. Now I wish I could say I owned the awkward moment. I did not. I stood and stared. No words. Late 40s asian woman, short jet black hair. Curves in all the right places. She was beautiful.

I finally stumbled out “oh…oh..sorry… I didn’t..know..mean to surprise you.
She gave me this delightful smile and walked over to me. “You didn’t! Don’t worry!” And she hugs me in my running shorts and sweaty tshirt. I feel that delightful squish of her breasts. Her tits are rock hard pressing against my chest. I return the hug in a bit of polite shock then release. She holds on. And squeezes.
I quickly re-hug her haha. Trying to not stand there awkwardly. And it’s then I realize I’m hard and she can definitely feel me right against her silk nothingness.
Again I wish I could say I swept her off her feet and carried her to her bed. Or became the professional who disengaged. Nope!
I freak out a little. Let go of her. Kinda shaking. She was so confident. So calm. I’m over 6’ she’s maybe 5’4. With one hand she reached up against my neck and pulled me down to kiss me. Her tongue slipped into my mouth as her other hand slipped beneath my shorts.

God I melted. I wanted her. My hands slid beneath that blue silk and the moment I grabbed those massive natural breasts she lets out this heavenly moan. I felt her melt. Her soft playful grip around my cock became determined and strong. I was growing even harder in her hand. She dropped my shorts. I lifted that silk. I still cum to that moment we were standing there completely naked. Age had done nothing but turn her into an immortal goddess of desire. My heart is pounding out of my chest. And I did something!

I grabbed her. Kissing her I walked us backwards to her bedroom. Not even make out kisses. Wet, slobbering uncontrollable kisses. The back of her legs hit the bed and she laid back and spread her legs with the smoothness of a gentle brook. The thick tip of my cock was at her entrance almost as soon as her back hit the comforter. Partially because she pulled me down.

Her hands on my muscled ass pulled me in hard ensuring this was happening. Not that I needed any help.

I wanted her and I was gonna make this good. I resisted her pulling and glided my cock up and down against her pussy. Once, again. Hahaha she did not like that. She gave me the most frustrated glare despite her bucking hips and moaning.

She was soooo wet. Finally I had to have her. I poised my thick tip at her eager entrance and with as much control as I could muster slowly penetrated her. Goddd she was tight. The “ooooooooooh” she let out told me Emily had been denied as much as I had been in my marriage. Deeper and deeper I slid. Emily pulled me in hard wanting me to go faster. I didn’t. Inch after inch slowly sunk in until finally my tight balls touched her dripping pussy.

That moment….god…The lust in her eyes as she gasped. I wonder if mine was the same as I stared back. Pressing in haard. I wanted more. more. I started pounding her. Slow. Hard. Presss. I wanted deeper. Again. And again. I felt her pussy first. It tightened and quivered. Massaging every inch of my cock as she came. Her nails dug into my back. I pressssssed. Letting her grind against me. Mmmm. And I needed more. I laid down on top of her. Pounding. Savoring her breasts against my skin. Relishing in her scent and her moans. Her hands scraping and needing me. Her pussy begging me, demanding me to cum. And I did mmmmmm god I felt her next cumming and as her vice like pussy tightened it was to much. I buried my cock inside her. The way it almost hurt as my cock flexed inside her, rope after rope of my seed erupting. Splashing. Filling her. Her head was thrown back as she was cumming and the way she just looked at me even as the moan escaped her lips was pure devilry. She was satisfied lol. I was too. I had no idea how much I had cum until I saw the stain already on her comforter. I tried to pull out. She shook her head and held me with her legs. And held me. Grinding against me. Savoring her filled pussy.

“Can we do this again?” She literally asked me as I was still inside her, holding me hostage. I didn’t want to leave.

Words were not my strength that day but I gave her some playful thrusts. She almost held me for more. “Ok” she laughed and unlocked her legs. The river that came out was delightful. I put a bit of shock on her face as she looked down.

I laughed, grabbing her dog to walk.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sfzao8/the_customers_always_right_mf