Being a tradesman certainly has its perks, not all of them strictly related to the trade you are in.
At some point, everyone who works in domestic trades has fantasised about having sex with the lady who’s house you are working on, and that’s a fact.
This is not only a tale of conquering a fantasy, but in some ways a warning to all those who are interested in pursuing this erotic endeavour.
While I regret nothing, I can safely say there are better ways to go about it.
We’ve all had someone looking over our shoulder while we work, it’s never fun, the exception to this rule is when the person looking over your shoulder is a lady who is approximately 15-20 years your elder, who is not only good looking; but flirtatious, single, wealthy and smells fantastic.
This is where I come in.
My boss and I had been working on this ladies house for quite a while, returned intermittently over the course of a couple of months to touch up, amend and repair a few things.
At the time, I was a second year apprentice, aged 22 and particularly horny.
The clients name was Louise, I had and still have no idea exactly how old she was, but she was over 35; I knew that much for sure.
She was short, with burgundy hair, dark brown eyes, pastel pink lips with a fair complexion.
She dressed mostly in active wear, which was difficult to ignore considering it often revealed or showed the impression of the underwear beneath.
She wore tight tops to match her leggings, and a push up bra (most of the time) that painted a perfect picture of what C cup boobs look like underneath tight clothing.
She often came and stood in the doorway while we work, asking rather pointless questions in an attempt to seem interested (I think).
She loved a chat and would often detail her weekends to me when my boss wasn’t around, partly due to the subject matter of these discussions.
We would often joke about how ‘men are assholes’ and ‘settling down just isn’t what I want’ which I loved, she was an open book and we both felt comfortable with each other sharing the more personal details of our lives.
As we were packing up one day, Louise asked me if I would mind coming back the next afternoon to replace the globes in her kitchen downlights, I obliged of course – not wanting to pass up the opportunity to work for cash – and left for the day.
The next morning I got a call from Louise, telling me that she’s be out until about 3pm and that she would call me around then to confirm the job.
So I waited, and sure enough she called.
At around 4 I got to her house, well it was more of a townhouse but who really cares, I knocked on the door and she answered, she was again clad in her favourite activewear (as I expected) and my eyes struggled to not gawk at her bum as she walked me to the kitchen.
She had no shoes on, and I noticed her nails had been freshly done, bright pink to match her top and fingernails. I gathered my tools, and went about my business.
It was about 5.30-6 when I finished, taking so long only because of the constant chat we were having and a couple cups of coffee.
“I was supposed to have a date tonight you know” she said “hence the nails”
“Ah I had noticed that actually, what happened with your date?” I asked back
“Oh he flaked because he thought he was to young for me”
“Ah ok” I said in reply
“He’s only 35 and I think he’s making to much of a big deal, but anyway what can you do” she lamented “It’s a shame to because he was hot” she continued, I laughed in reply
“Oh well, it’s just me and my right hand tonight” she said laughing, throwing her hands up as she did.
“The footys on, at least you’ll have the commentators to entertain you” I said jokingly “that’s my plan, have some beers watching that, have a big old wank; then fall asleep on the couch” i followed
“We’ve gotta go out for a drink when this place is all finished” I said to her
“Oh absolutely, maybe you could turn some of your mates my way! She joked “wouldn’t that be funny”
“It would be hilarious” I said “but I’d be pretty damn jealous”
“Buy me the first drink and we’ll see how you go” she said cheekily
“Anything to give me a leg up over the competition” I replied, even cheekier.
“If it’s a leg up you want, I’m sure you’d know how to get it” Louise said winking “if I pour you a drink, will you have it?”
I was thrown, but way to horny to follow better judgement
“Of course” I replied eagerly
She knocked us up two whiskies and we drank them in unison. “Buy me a couple of these, that’s the best way to undress me” she laughed as she finished another
“Duly noted” I said, sipping mine “how long does it take before you’re clothes start leaping off your body?” I asked sarcastically
“Wanna find out?” She replied, staring at me, glass in hand up against her lips
“No better time than the present” I said, cock nearly about to shoot through the kitchen cabinet in front of me.
Before I could pour another drink, Louise had taken off her top and was adjusting a tight white undershirt. Her body was tight, I could see a belly button ring beneath and a tattoo just to the right of it. She threw the top she had taken off onto the floor and looked at me: “Better?” She asked
“I can think of only one way that it could be better” I replied
“Let’s not waste time then, you’re still on the clock!” She laughed as she pulled off her white top.
Beneath was a white bra, her chest had freckles on it and a necklace hung low, almost inside it.
“Don’t make me undress you” she joked
I proceeded to follow suit, ripping my shirt off.
I walked closer to her, and we laughed as our faces got closer than we had ever imagined.
We kissed softly, giggling as we did, lips sucking lips and hands clutching skin wherever they could.
I slipped a hand down her pants and cupped her right butt cheek, it was soft like silk yet firm.
Her hands began to undo my belt, then the button on my shorts, then my fly, until all that remained were my underwear. I stepped out of my pants that were around my ankles now and began to slip hers off as I buried my face in her neck. With much difficulty, they came off, revealing a set of beautiful legs freshly shaved and moisturised. She panties matched her bra, but I thought they’d look better matching on the floor. I took them off eagerly and was right, they did look better on the floor. Her tits bounced out and sat almost perfectly in front of me, I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples and softly flicked the tip of it with my tongue. She moaned and I felt her hand shoot down toward my cock. She grabbed it over my underwear and began to play with it. We were both breathing heavily now, and as I relocated my hand further down I noticed she had shaved a landing strip just above her pussy. I felt my cock twitch as I discovered this and she giggled while she bit my lip.
She pulled back and laughed as she saw that my pre cum had left a small wet patch on the underwear that imprisoned my cock up until now. She flung my underwear across the room and began to jerk it properly, every now and again tickling and focusing her play on my knob.
Kissing as we did, and with my cock in her hand I began to walk us back, looking over her shoulder as I did to avoid any danger, until I reached the back of her couch, where upon I sat her on. She giggled as her hand released my cock and she was lifted up, her legs dangled either side of me as I lowered myself.
With one finger I felt just how wet she was, tickling her clit softly and for the first time; playing with the lips of her pussy. I rubbed and slid fingers in and out, focusing more attention on her clit, waiting in keen anticipation to see her gasp and twitch when I hit a good spot. Occasionally her head would go back and she would let out a loud “ohhhhhhh” which served to really get me over the line.
“Fuck me” she said “put that young cock inside of me, and fuck me”
Being a good employee, I followed orders, and after teasing her push with my knob, I slid in.
Louise was balanced precariously atop the couch as we began to properly pick up pace. I held her with one arm and with the other I spread her leg to the side.
I looked down and saw just how wet she was, her juices had turned my cock into a glistening sword of veins. I pumped harder and harder as she asked for more, every now and again I would pull her close and kiss her, or grab her nipples or squeeze her tits.
Before long we were both hot and sweaty, panting as we shifted into our next position.
She hopped off and proceeded to bend over the arm of the couch, slapping her ass and looking back at me as she did. I slapped back, I squeezed and spread her ass cheeks. I even went so far as to tickle her asshole, which was received with a loud gasp of pleasure.
“Cheeky” she said, grinning
I kept teasing it, and spat on my finger before beginning to tease entry
“Eat it first” she said, with her face in the pillow.
So I did, I licked and poked until she shook, her legs occasionally buckling slightly.
She began to breath heavier and heavier, and her gasps were louder, along with her groans. My tongue continued to work her ass as she took care of her clit with her hand from underneath.
As if in an instant she blurted out “I’m cumming” I continued my ass eating and slipped a finger into her pussy, she squealed and grunted as she came, I felt it deep inside her, pulling out my finger then to taste it.
I spread her legs a bit wider now, and began to slide into her pussy, I almost fell in it was that wet. I grabbed her hair as we fucked in my favourite position, and when I didn’t have a handful of hair, she was looking back at me biting a lip, or had the side of her face in the cushions letting out a squeak or a “fuck” every time my cock hit it’s deepest point.
She grunted as I continued to ram my thighs into her ass cheeks, I could feel that I was close.
I slowed down, trying to make it last as long as I could, and as I did, I felt her fingers rubbing her clit again.
I pulled out and began to slowly jerk my cock to keep myself warm, Louise remained in her position, ass in the air and face in the cushions “oh fuck I am spent” she said softly. Her ass was red with hand prints, and it gave me a sudden surge “I’m real close” I said as I took up my position behind her again. I stopped and wet my finger again, before slowly sliding it in her ass. She went stiff and drew in a breath as I entered. I began to slide it in and out gently, working up to the grand finale (as I saw it). After a few minutes of this I decided to go for it. “Lube?” I asked
“No just try it, wait – let me spit on your cock”
She spun and around and shoved my cock in her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around it and her eyes were closed and she got it as wet as she could
“After this I’ll give you a proper blowjob” she winked
My cock was dripping now, she reassumed her position, wiggling her ass in front of me as I slapped her cheeks with my wet cock. I got close, and spat nearly right on her asshole, I grabbed my cock by the base, and slowly squeezed in.
It was tight, but I continued to push, her moans and little gasps kept me going until eventually half my cock was in, I began to thrust slowly, and before long i was able to fit the whole thing in, it’s a pity I was nearly about to pump her full of cum. I thrusted away, thighs again bumping ass as I did. Much slower this time. I looked down and saw her hands gripping the couch as I pumped, and let out a long “ughhhh” and I heard again, her fingers working her wet pussy. I picked up pace, and grabbing her by the hips, I began to really pump. I groaned and breathed deeply as I did, she too groaned and squeaked noises of pleasure mixed with pain.
“I’m gonna cum, and I’m gonna cum all over your back”
“Fucking do it, give it to me”
I pumped my last couple of pumps as my breaths got shorter, my moans increased in pitch as I felt the cum begin to shoot up from inside me.
I pulled out and nearly yelled as I jerked myself to completion, cum spraying all over her back, some landing in her hair, some trickled down her ass cheeks, but most of it dotted her back.
“Wow that was a lot” she laughed “and my couch even copped it!”
Cum dropped from her back onto the couch, then onto the floorboards as she stood up. I laughed and sat down, cum hanging off the tip of my cock, which Louise noticed and bent down to fix, her tongue softly lapping it up as I twitched.
The rest of the night was pretty chilled, as promised I got a hell of a blowjob, the footy sucked but I didn’t care, when it was over we fucked a few more times, drinking too, long into the night.
I left and the gravity of my situation didn’t hit until Sunday night, when my boss called and told me we’d be working at Louises place again.
Yes, it was awkward from then on
No we haven’t had any contact since (the house looks great nowadays)
Yes, I would do it again, but not while she was paying.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hj3tdk/mf_a_tradesmans_dream_come_true_however_awkward
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