The Construction Worker

“Hey sexy!”

The shout came from your left. All week you’ve had to deal with this.

“O come on now, give us a show!”

It was Thursday. ‘One more day.’ you thought to yourself as you walked past the construction site. They were building some kind of small office building a block away from your home. They had been working on it for months but this new crew from a separate company had just shown up this week to complete whatever part of the project they oversaw.

You kept on walking. Not even glancing in their direction. No chance you would give them any of the attention that they so clearly wanted. You could almost feel their sexual tension in the air as you walked by. As you turned out of sight from them you could hear the hooting and hollering even more. They didn’t realize how far their deep loud voices carried.

“Is that the same woman from yesterday?” 

“Ya! She sure put those sexy tits on display today, didn’t she?”

“Fuck yes she did! I may need to go take my afternoon break now!”

You heard them all chuckle in response. You couldn’t help but get a bit wet at the thought.

As you finish your walk home and open the door you are hit with a cold rush of air from your air-conditioned home. The coolness of the air refreshing your body. Making your nipples stand on end as if they had just been touched by the hand of one of those construction workers you couldn’t stop thinking about.

You had a view of the construction site from your bedroom window of your two-story home. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t watched the men working over the past few months. Wondering if any of them were looking back at you through your window. A part of you hoping they were. This crew was different than the others though. They were louder and cruder. You could hear them talking about their sexual conquests half a block before you could see them. Each day they saw you the cat calling began. You ignored there calls not wanting to give them any more of a reason to shout at you.

However, you couldn’t help but react physically. Each time you got home you could feel the wetness between your legs. Your body clearly enjoying that over half a dozen men were so clearly lusting after it. The first time you walked by them that week you had been in a modest sundress with a V-neck top that ended halfway down your calves. Wearing panties and a bra that certainly were never going to be displayed to any sexual partner. After days of walking past them though you had progressed almost without thought to today’s outfit. 3-inch heels that gave your bum the shapeliness you knew men desired. A dress that cut as low as you dared in public with a bottom hem high enough you had a bit of dread of what would be on display if you needed to bend over to pick something up. No bra and each slight breeze was reminding you of that decision combined with the tiniest G-string you owned. They were loud and obnoxious these men and truly did annoy you. But being on display for them like that. Each of their calls getting louder. You couldn’t help but smile and enjoy it.

You step into your home and close the door. Bending over and undoing your heels before making your way up to your bedroom. You remove your dress and walk over to your window. Moving the curtains to the side just enough to be able to peer out at them, but keeping your body hidden. You can’t help but start to move your hands over your body as you watch them. The timber frames are slowly moving into place and as you watch them using their hammers to pound the nails into place you can’t help but think of a different kind of “pounding”.

You leave the view you’re enjoying to walk over to your dresser. You open your dresser and smile in excitement at what you see. As you pull out your nipple clamps you can feel your nipples screaming in excitement for it. They are as hard as can be already. You twist the first one on and your knee nearly buckles in ecstasy. A small whimper escapes your lips. You twist the second one on and let a moan out in release. As you walk back to the window your nipples are in heaven. The chain that connects the clamps is lightly slapping against your stomach and the weight of it all is everything you want at the moment.

You grab the curtain and move it to the side to peer out. As you do this your other hand is on top of your panties. Feeling the thin fabric that’s barely containing your pussy and not containing your wetness anymore. Half of the men are shirtless on the jobsite. The sweat glistening off their tanned muscles in the hot sun. You shudder a bit as your fingers slide over yourself. Just as you are about to pull your panties to the side you hear;

‘Knock! Knock!’ That’s your front door.

You look at the clock. 12:47PM. ‘Fuck!’ You forgot you had package you needed to sign for showing up today. You hastily throw on your housecoat and run down the stairs. You get halfway down before you realize you left your clamps on. “O well. This will be quick.” You think to yourself and open the door. As you open the door. You are surprised.

Normally the sun at this time of day will shine brightly in, almost blinding you at times. Yet, you are in shadow. Your eyes looking forward at what can only be described as a mountain of man in front of you. He isn’t wearing a postal service outfit like you expected but instead is wearing jeans, a utility belt, a partially ripped t-shirt, and a hard hat that is in hand. “Hello ma’am.” He says in what must be the deepest voice you have ever heard. You can only muster a gulp as your eyes drink in this 6’5″ behemoth in front of you.

Just before the drool escapes your mouth you snap back into reality. You finally look up into his face and see a man with what looks like 3 or 4 days of unshavenness and hard skin that
comes from working in the sun all day. His brown eyes showing kindness towards you as he looks back at you. But you also notice that glint behind them making you realize he could turn hard if needed to. A quality you notice in most men that lead.

You stammer out “Are you from the construction crew?”

“Yes. I’m the foreman. Mind if come in for a moment?” He asks

“S-sure.” You reply and let him come through the door.

He bends over to untie is work boots. Its all you can do to keep your hand out of your panties as you watch his marbled ass bent over. He stands back up and you collect yourself while motioning him to follow you into your kitchen. He follows behind you. You glance over your shoulder and ask.

“Can I offer you a drink?” As you do you notice his gaze is clearly homed in on your ass.

He doesn’t even try to hide it as he replies “No. Thank you.”

You get to your dining table and sit down. As you do the chain from your clamps tug a bit on your nipples. You suppress the moan that so desperately wants out. He sits down opposite of you

“I haven’t been on site before today and I was in my truck when you walked by. I heard my men shouting at you and saying things they shouldn’t have out loud. Because of that I followed you with the intention of apologizing. Halfway here I received a work call and so I followed you and parked outside as you went inside your house.”

A small chuckle comes from him and a hint of smile forms in the corner of his mouth. “I came here to talk to you about how my men have been acting towards you.”

He pauses for a second and his gaze for a second clearly glances down at your breasts He looks back up and continues “As I finished my call I looked over at your house and noticed you in the window.” His smile grew on his face as you can’t help but blush.

“You looked rather busy as you looked back at my construction site. Did you like what they said about you?” His voice getting lower as he asks you, his question.

A faint “yes…” escapes you.

“Do you want more?” He growls

“Yes…” you say as quietly as you can.

He stands up from the table. You can see the outline of his hard cock in his jeans as he walks towards you. He grabs the back of the chair you’re sitting on and pulls you away from the table. He sticks out his hand to help you up from your seat. You take it and stand up.

He takes off his shirt showing you the rest of what his shirt was hiding. A frame built for power, and muscles built from years of working hard. He leans in and gives you a kiss. As his mass envelopes you in an embrace you manage to kiss him back. Then, in one fluid motion he pulls away and leans down, putting his shoulder into your pelvic region before standing back up, lifting you onto his shoulder in the process.

A giggle escapes you as this man shows you his strength. He begins to carry you over to the stairs. You know your ass must be on display as he walks. Just as you reach the landing ‘SMACK!’ his hand plants firmly on your ass and the ringing of this single spank fills the air.

“You were teasing my men weren’t you?” He growls.

“Yes.” You whimper back to him.

He takes a step up the stair. Another ‘SMACK!’ A moan escapes you at the touch.

“Are you a naughty slut?”

“Yes” you say a bit louder.

Another step. ‘SMACK!’

“Tell me what you are?” He growls.

“I’m naughty slut.” You moan at him.

Another step. Another ‘SMACK!’

“Again.”

“!’m a naughty slut!” You almost yell with conviction.

Another step. ‘SMACK!’

“Again.”

You finally make it to the top of the stairs. Your ass is red and smarting. Your pussy leaking like it never has before. He carries you down to your bedroom. He doesn’t say a word just caresses your ass. Listening to your moans each time his finger grazes what your panties are barely covering. He enters your room and places you at the end of the bed. He opens your housecoat to expose you. He lets out an excited grunt as your breasts are exposed. Your clamps are still on, and they have him entranced. He backs away and begins to undo his belt. You bite your lip in anticipation of what your about to see.

As his unzips his jeans you see he isn’t wearing any underwear. He grabs the side of his jeans and pulls his pants down. His cock springs free as he does. Hard and engorged looking right at you. Your eyes can’t help but stare at what is about to be the largest cock you’ve ever had. He comes over and wraps his fist around your nipple chain. Guiding you back onto your feet and closer to him.

He leans down for a passionate kiss. Your lips part as you kiss him back. Your tongues entwined and exploring each other. You feel his hard cock pressed up against you as you melt into him. Just as you are about break your kiss for air, he grabs you with both hands under your ass and lifts you up. He doesn’t break his kiss as he holds you in the air. You have your legs wrapped around him as he holds you. His one hand begins to creep closer to where you so desperately need it. As you feel his hand get to your panties, he wraps his fingers around your G-string. The back of his knuckles grazing your pussy. You let out a moan the touch. He deftly yanks at the G-string ripping it to give him full access to you. Leaving the tangled remains dangling from your hips. He then moves that hand back to your pussy. Finally touching you where you so badly need it. The moment his hand hits your clit it sends fireworks through you. The walk, your tease, his spanking, it led to this. You can’t help but cum at that touch. Sending you over the edge and collapsing into him as he holds you in the air. Shockwaves rippling through your body as he kisses you harder. As you shudder and try your best to collect yourself, he starts walking you over to the window. As he reaches the wall, he puts you down onto your knees. His cock now in front of you. He looks down and growls “l think you know what to do.”

You barely let him get the words out before you take him in your mouth. You have one hand massaging his balls as you lick and kiss his shaft. You fill your mouth again and use your other hand to help tease his whole length. Your only goal is to get this cock wet enough to be inside you.

You hear him groan as you work away. The salty taste of a dribble of precum fills your mouth letting you know he’s ready. You get off you knees without saying a word. Turning around and placing your hands on the windowsill. You feel his feet line up inside of yours and then his hard, dripping cock at your entrance.

“What are you.” He demands.

“A naughty slut.” You moan.

He enters you. Slowly… letting you feel each inch of his girth and length. The farther he goes the harder time you have standing on your own. As you feel like you can’t take much more without collapsing, he grabs your hips holding you in place, giving you the support, you need to take more of him. Another inch. Another. You squeal in the ecstasy of being filled like this. As yet another moan escapes your lips you hear him grunt and feel his balls slap into your clit. A jolt shoots through you. He wraps his one arm completely around you and pulls the two of you together. With the other hand he reaches out in front of you and pulls the curtains to the side.

After the curtain is drawn, he leans off of you. His cock still buried to the hilt. He slides his fingers up your body. Grazing the chain attached to your clamps. Giving it a slight tug just to make you gasp. His hands continue up, this time he takes a fistful of hair and pulls. Lifting your head up so that your forced to watch his construction crew as he has his way with you.

Finally, he starts to take a bit of himself out of you. Almost leaving you with a sense of emptiness and longing to be filled like that again. He didn’t keep you waiting though. He pushes back in. His cock filling you to a near breaking point before you feel his balls slap against your clit. Letting you know you’ve taken all of him. In and out. Faster. Harder. Just as your body gets used to rhythm he stops.

“Open the window.” He commands.

You look back at him in hesitation. ‘SMACK!’ His hand spanks you sending vibrations through to your pussy.

“Open the window.”

You unsnap the locks and push the glass to the side. He begins his rhythm again. You’re doing everything you can now to keep quiet. But he’s so deep, so thick, so good… ‘SMACK!’

“What are you?” He growls passionately at you.

“I’m a naughty slut.” You do your best to whisper.

He grabs your hair again. Forcing you too look out over his construction site. ‘SMACK!’

“Louder.” He almost yells. 

“I’m a naughty slut.” You yell back matching his intensity, at this you see some of the construction workers look in your direction. 

Each one that notices is now pointing and yelling for another one of the men to look. You watch as the worksite comes to a stand still to watch you. They are hooting and hollering some of them yelling how their next. All of them clearly enjoying the show you’re giving them

Your about to cum when he growls at you “tell them what you are.” 

You yell as loudly as you can muster “I’m a naughty slut!” As the last word escapes your lips you feel his cock starting to pulse inside you. Filling you with his seed as his employees watch. It sends you over the edge. You are screaming in joy as you and him orgasm in unison. The worksite clapping and cheering at the site.

He pulls out of you and let’s go of your hair. Without his support you collapse in pile on the ground. His cum slowly leaking out of you as you lay there. You watch as he walks over and puts his jeans on. He does his belt up and turns back to you and says “!’ll give you a ride past the worksite if you need one tomorrow.” And with a wink he walks out your bedroom and down the stairs.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11bjy9d/the_construction_worker