The agency sent the plumber round. I didn’t expect to be checking his arse out as he walked up the stairs to assess the damage of my leak and to sort my boiler issues. Fuck he was hot. Caught me off guard. I’ve just come out of a long term marriage a year ago, and hadn’t noticed another man like that, till now…
When he came to do the work, I spent a lot of time watching him work in the kitchen, under the guise of washing up – Glancing over at his manly physique, fantasising about those strong hands touching my body, as he welded together the pipes, his bisceps flexing – wishing he’d notice how hot I was for him, yet terrified he could read my most intimate thoughts…
When he was finished he explained to me how the new boiler system worked. But all I could do was stare at his lips, wishing they were on me, tasting me – tasting him. Soon he’d be gone, but those fantasies about him would remain my bedtime material, he’d never know! However something went wrong with a part. (I promise I didn’t tamper with anything!)
Call it fate.
We started messaging – just boiler related so he could keep track incase there was an ongoing problem – totally professional. I figured as I’ll never see him again, I’d let him know I’d been crushing on him – let him know how hot he is, give his ego a massage. Even if I was a single mum, it’s nice to be noticed, right? He wasn’t offended, and things heated up pretty quickly…
The next few days went from innocent flirting, to racier messages, and photo exchanges. Even that escalated quickly… I’ll never forget seeing that first photo of his dick buldge and how wet I was with anticipation of what he was hiding… And then he showed me. Fuuuuuck.
Just messaging right? Fairly innocent, can’t get into any trouble. So of course I’d sent him pictures of my tits, no harm in that, I’ve got a cracking rack of 34E’s… But then he announced he needed to visit to do the gas safety check. Double fuck. It’s one thing to sext, it’s another thing to come face to face, in the flesh.
We talked about what we might do if we saw eachother again, but that was just talk, right? When he arrived he set straight to work, but then suddenly he was behind me, breathing hard and hot on my neck sending tingles down my spine, making my nipples harden. I spun round to be met with his lips on mine, those strong hands grabbing my body. Moaning quietly I gave into his caresses, I wanted him, then and there. So hungry for his cock…
I pushed him back against the door with forceful desparation, my hand straight to the dick buldge in his paint splattered work trousers. I unzipped him, hands straight into his boxers and grabbed his cock. Fuck I wanted it. I dropped to my knees right there in the kitchen doorway and licked the tip of his throbbing bell end, circling my tounge around his head before talking it into my mouth, setting to work sucking him – up and down his long, thick shaft, rhythmically with purpose, holding onto his strong thighs as he grabbed my hair. Feeling him swell and shake in my mouth, he shot his load to the back of my throat. Swallowing it down and lapping up every drop of his cum, I licked him clean… He tasted amazing. I stood up, kissed him, and set him back to work on my gas safety check.
I watched him fumble through his paperwork, and I knew he could feel my ‘horny as fuck’ eyes boring into him, as I sat innocently making paper chains for my kids, to keep myself from going in for seconds. I wanted him. But I let him do all his checks, to be professional and all that… However, as he was making motions to leave I moved round the kitchen table and grabbed him, kissing him with insatiable hunger. Within seconds he’d hoisted me onto the table like I was made of paper, my legs open as he pressed his bulging dick against my burning pussy through the fabric of my jeans.
Leaning into me with more force and desire, he climbed on top of me, forcing me back onto the table, everything swiped off the surface as the passion took hold, grinding his body against mine. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. I took off my jumper to reveal my 34E’s in my black lacy bra. Fuck that. He ripped it down off my shoulder and grabbed at them, taking my rock hard nipple in his mouth, making me moan as he sucked… But today was not for fucking. That would have to wait…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lbygcp/how_it_all_began_mf_mf_single_mum_30s_seduces
WTH ……. you should be spanked for stopping right there. Keep going, can’t wait for pt 2
Hot as fuck, thanks you guys for sharing, love that wrap by the way ???
Keep going!