So it’s my first time recounting something like this in this detail, but I figured I’ve got too many ridiculous stories and I should share them. Any and all feedback is appreciated.
Anyway this story requires a small amount of explanation so I’ll get that out of the way first! My name is Michael, I work two jobs, I manage a bottle shop most days and on my days off I do a bit of house painting. I’m (relatively) happily in a relationship of 3 years with a gorgeous girl called Alison. My father owns the painting business and just sends me to do odds and ends, essentially the shitty little jobs he doesn’t want.
We have a recurring client, an absolute MILF by the name of Rebecca. Rebecca is the epitome of “ageing gracefully”, 48 years old and about 5’11”. She has shoulder length blonde hair, she’s super fit, tight looking ass that she seems to always accentuate by wearing the tightest yoga pants she can find. She has a great personality to match, a great sense of humour and totally down to earth.
Anyways we’ve been re-painting her place on and off for the last few years. Basically how it works is, she saves up some money and once she has enough she calls us in to paint a room or two at a time. Of course I volunteer to do the work because, well obviously she’s hot, but so is her daughter Anna.
Anna is closer to my age, 25 years old, slightly shorter than her mother but still super fit, sporting the same tight figure as her mother, slightly larger breasts than her mother but not to the point of being too big. She’s the closest thing to a goddess I’ve probably ever seen.
The most recent job Bec had for us was a small 2 day cash job. A small en-suite bathroom and separate guest bathroom, nothing too demanding. I arrived about 15 minutes earlier than expected and knocked lightly on the side door. Bec was in the kitchen making her morning muesli, she gave me a big wave as she approached the door, sliding it back to let me into the house. “I wasn’t expecting you till 8” she said with a giggle, obviously referring to the fact that her hair was still wet from her morning shower and she was wearing nothing but a dressing gown.
She gave me a quick rundown of the job and as I cracked in she disappeared to prepare for work. The clock struck 8:30am “I’ll see you later Mike” she said as she rushed for the door, wearing her knee length pencil skirt and a button up shirt tucked in (unbuttoned a little further down the front than is common). “Anna worked night shift last night so she will probably be home pretty soon” she continued. I wished her a good day and continued with the task at hand.
Sure enough no more than 20 minutes later I heard the side door slide open and a familiar voice call out “hey Mike it’s just Anna, don’t call the cops” she always made the same joke every time I was around. I’d been working there on and off for so long that I was closer to a family friend than a tradesperson.
She appeared in the doorway to her mother’s en-suite bathroom, looking a little worse for wear but still hot as hell and perfectly “made up”. I tried not to stare too hard “Shit night with the golden oldies” I joked (she works in aged care) “yep.. but it doesn’t matter, I’ve got 2 days off now” she responded, a look of pure relief breaking across her perfect face. “Did you need anything before I disappear to bed?” She asked with a tired smile, “I’m alright thanks, you get some rest” I responded. With this she disappeared down the hall, god she was perfect. Everything about her was perfect, her face, her smile, her body, I could feel myself smiling stupidly.
The rest of the day went by without incident, the alarm on my phone sounded signalling that it was 4pm and time to start packing up. I made a few trips out to the car and upon returning the third time Anna was waiting for me at the door, her hair was dishevelled and she was still half asleep (and yet still insanely attractive). “I was hoping before you go that you could help me move the storage unit in my room?” She asked me through a yawn, I obliged and followed her inside.
Last time I’d been here I had painted Anna’s room, and it was still as clean and bright as it had been. “Good to see you’re taking good care of the paint job” I joked, “yeah well the guy who painted it seems like he could be a real asshole if I messed it up” she fired back with a cheeky smile. The unit was only small, thigh high on me and about a meter and a half long, it had been covered with all forms of make up and clothing which looked as though they’d been hastily thrown on the floor. We grabbed a hold of either end, gently lifted it off the carpet and pulled it away from the wall. That’s when it happened! As we pulled the unit away from the wall, we heard a dull thud of something falling from behind it and hitting the carpet, we quickly moved the unit to the other side of the room and positioned it against the wall. Upon turning around I was greeted with quite the sight. Turns out the thud had been the sound of a gigantic black dildo, which had obviously been wedged between the unit and the wall and had fallen when we moved it. This thing was massive too, I’m talking probably 12 inches long, thick, veins, the works.
We were silent, deathly silent. I attempted to stifle a small chuckle as Anna rushed across the room and retrieved the black monster, hiding it behind her back and turning to face me. Her face was bright red with embarrassment, her eyes showing a look of pure defeat. In an attempt to ease the tension I made a quick joke “well it’s not the strangest thing I’ve found while pulling apart people’s bedrooms” she smiled at this and quickly stashed the dildo inside her walk in robe. “Sorry about that” her silence was finally broken, momentarily at least as we stood silently again for what felt like an eternity, neither one of us wanting to acknowledge the giant, black penis shaped elephant in the room. “Well I had better finish packing up” I blurted out as I made for the door, giving her a smile as I did so.
I finished dragging the rest of my stuff out to the car, coming back one last time to bid her farewell until I returned the next morning. She was waiting for me again, this time in the kitchen, leaning across the island bench giving me a view straight down her dressing gown at her perfect cleavage, the look of embarrassment was still on her face, but she broke a small smile when I came back in. “I’m all packed up” I said, attempting not to stare to intently. I’d made it half way out the door when she called after me “Hey Mike!” I stopped and poked my head back inside. “So got 2 days off and I was about to have a drink” she moved to the fridge and retrieved two bottles of beer, sitting them on the counter. “Would you care to join me for a drink?”. She finished with a smile. Something in me told me that I should say no…
…I didn’t say no, I obliged her again, taking a seat on one of the bar stools opposite her. She took a small sip of beer and then smiled at me, “since Dad left we barely have any men in this house, it’s so refreshing when you come around to paint” she said. We chatted for a while about her mother and father and their separation, this segued into a conversation about her own separation from her previous boyfriend. I was on my second beer (Anna outpacing me, now nearly finished her third) when the conversation steered to the dildo, “hence that incredibly embarrassing scene you just saw in there” she said with a laugh, the drinks had completely relaxed her by this point. “Those things set completely unrealistic expectations” I joked back, she laughed again and took a slightly larger gulp finishing off her third beer. She sated back at me, suddenly with a slightly more serious expression. “Is that so? You know It’s been so long since I’ve had a real one I’ve forgotten what they feel like” I nearly spat out my beer, but she was still staring rather intensely at me, a cheeky smile eventually returning to her face.
I was opening my third beer when she moved around the bench to sit on the barstool next to me, a smile silence filling the room before she finally spoke “..so anyway Mike, tell me more about yourself” she was definitely beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol at this point. I played along though, filling her in on my mundane life, two jobs, sharing a house with my brother, and lastly I mention Alison. Her look changed again when I mentioned we’d been dating for three years. “My boyfriend and I dated for three years” she began, her expression turning to one of disappointment “and then he left me because I couldn’t give him what he needed”. We were silent again as she took another swig. In an attempt to lighten the mood I gently touched her arm “and I’m sure he regrets that decision everyday” she looked up at me, our eyes meeting. “Does Alison give you everything you need?” She asked me, a look of pure innocence on her face, the kind of look that said “I know what I just did was wrong, but fuck it”. I was stumped, I sat silently just looking back into her beautiful green eyes.
We said nothing for another minute as we both took small awkward sips from our drinks. Suddenly I felt her hand touch my thigh, she was looking at me with an almost sexual intensity at this point, her emerald eyes looking deep into me. She repeated “Does Alison give you everything you need?” this time she slowly ran her hand up the length of my thigh to the front of my pants, coming to rest on my crotch. I didn’t know what to say! What could I say?! What should I do? On one hand I have a gorgeous, lovely and kind partner of three years at home BUT on the other hand, in front of me is one of the most beautiful, sexy and amazing women I’ve ever laid eyes on and she’s looking at me like she wants to rip my clothes off.
I let my cock do the thinking this time. “Fuck it” I started as I slid the barstool back from the bench. I stood up over her looking down into her beautiful eyes. “But If we’re going to do this, I’m gonna need a shower first” i finished, taking her by the hand and pulling her from her stool straight into my embrace, our faces so close to each other I could feel each breath she exhaled. She bit her lip (one of the sexiest things a girl can do by the way) and without saying a word she turned and lead me by the hand back down the hall and into her room.
We entered her en-suite, she opened the shower and pulled the handle, a jet of water shooting from the head. She turned back to me, I began pulling my paint covered shirt over my head, as I did so I could feel her unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down past my knees to the floor. She gave me a quick glance and then motioned at the knot tied around her waist that was holding her dressing gown up. I took a hold of the fabric and slowly pulled, feeling it slowly give way, just as our inhibitions had done. Eventually the knot completely unravelled and the dressing gown fell gracefully to the floor.
Standing in front of me was the most beautiful girl I’d even seen in my life, she was naked and I was naked, it was honestly like a dream. I could feel the blood beginning to rush to my cock. She was more perfect now than I had ever anticipated. An hourglass figure, supple C cup breasts that almost defied gravity lead down to a thinner waist, she was well defined too, a 4 pack of abs sitting above a perfectly smooth shaven vagina.
Steam had begun filling the room at this point. Anna motioned for me to follow her inside the shower and we both entered, a sense of immense relaxation overcoming me as the hot water impacted my skin. Sweaty and disgusting from working all day I let the cascading water run all over my body.
Anna grabbed a pump bottle of what I assume was some sort of body wash, “I’ll clean you” she said as she squirted a few pumps onto her hand. She started with my chest, rubbing the soap into a lather in circular motions before slowly making her way down the front of my body, my stomach, my waist and then eventually making small circles just above my cock (which was well erect by this point). She signalled for me to turn around and I obliged, she began repeating the process on my back. This time when she reached the small off my back she pressed herself against me so that I could feel her perfect breasts against my back and with her right hand she reached around my side and took a firm hold of my penis.
She started off slowly, soaping my hard dick from the base and running her hand the length to the tip then back down, slow pumps at first but eventually falling into a quicker rhythm. She was jerking my cock from the balls right to the top, all the while still pressing herself against my back, rubbing against me. The rhythm got faster as she continued to stroke me and soon I could feel myself getting a little too excited. I took a hold of her hand to stop her and turned to face her. “It’s my turn to clean you” I said as I grabbed her by the hips and spun her so that the full force of the shower was raining down on her.
I kept hold of her hip with my left hand, moving my right hand up to cup the back of her head and pull her face close to mine. “Do you know how sexy you are?” I whispered in her ear, she let out a small giggle and bit her lip, “why don’t you show me” she replied. I pulled her in and kissed her, it was passionate and hot, the kind of kiss that had been missing from my life for quite some time. Her tongue explored my mouth as I did the same to her. I pumped a small amount of soap into my hand and began to massage it on her, starting at the shoulders, moving down to her chest I made sure to pay extra attention to the perfect breasts, rubbing them in a circular motion working it into a smooth leather. Ensuring I got beneath them and into every nook and cranny.
I kept moving down her body eventually reaching her “private region” she spread her legs slightly inviting my fingers in. I reached her clit which was quite stiff now, I played with it gently, running my pointer and middle fingers across it a couple times, I could see her expression change, she closed her eyes and arched her back against the tiles as I moved further in finding my middle finger at the opening of her pussy. I played with that for a while, not quite entering her but playing between the folds, running my finger across the opening a number of times. She opened her eyes and took a hold of my cock again “do it” she whispered as she began to jerk me again. I didn’t hesitate, slowly entering her wet pussy with my middle finger to the second knuckle, she recoiled and let out a sigh of pleasure looking me in the eyes again, “slowly, it’s been a while” she said with a smile. I slowly pushed further into her, the full length of my finger inside of her now, I could feel her warmth on my hand as her wetness slowly ran out. I worked my finger around inside for a bit as she winced and moaned but never let go of my cock, still stroking it with the same firm grip as before.
I had started to gain my own rhythm, sliding my finger in and out of her slowly at first but speeding up, stopping occasionally to feel around. She was tensing up more each time I pushed into her, “keep that up and I’m gonna cum” she exclaimed as her hold on my cock tightened. She used her other hand to grab my face and pull me in for another deep kiss, this time as our lips connected I thrust my finger into her one last time and she exploded. She bit my lip and moaned with intense pleasure as her pussy tightened around my finger and her knees went momentarily weak. We stood motionless for a moment, her body convulsing silently as she released for the first time in quite a while.
I slowly removed my finger from inside her and she leant back against the wall letting the water run down her body, rolling over her perfect tits down her smooth stomach and down to her clean shaven pussy. She released her grip on my cock and slowly slumped to sit against the wall. She looked up at me and used her finger to beckon for me to come closer. I took a step forward so that my cock was in line with her eyes, she looked at it almost in awe. Had it really been that long since she had been with a guy?
She took a gentle hold of my testicles and pulled me a little closer, opening her mouth around the head of my cock she let it come to a rest on her outstretched tongue. She gave me a small nod and without a word I thrust forward, my cock gliding along her tongue into her mouth and almost to the back of her throat, she gagged as I came to a stop about an inch short. I retreated, running my cock back along her tongue and out of her mouth. She gave me a wink and a nod and I thrust yet again into her mouth. She didn’t gag this time, taking my full length to the back of her throat. This time she held me deep in her mouth for what felt like a lifetime, I was in bliss as her tongue wrapped around my cock elegantly and gently.
Eventually she released her grip allowing me to retreat from her mouth once more, there was saliva dripping from the side of her mouth now. She took a hold of my cock and sat forward this time sliding me into her mouth, she started to bob her head now, sucking my cock from the base to the tip and back down rapidly. A free hand found its way to my balls and began to massage them gently as she continued to suck the life out of me. It wasn’t long before I could feel myself coming close to an orgasm, she must have felt my balls tighten because she stopped sucking and looked up at me again. “Cum in my mouth” she said, looking at me with that same innocent yet devilish look from before.
I nodded as she stretched her tongue out again and I rested my cock on it once more, she then took a hold of the base of my cock and began to stroke it while tickling the tip with her tongue. I didn’t last long after that, every muscle in my body contracted as the first shot of cum released hitting her top lip and nose, the second shot the length of her tongue to the back of her mouth, she took my cock into her mouth for the next load. She took me right to the back of her throat again as I pumped another load of cum into her throat, and one more after that. She pulled my cock from her mouth allowing the last little bit of cum to shoot out onto her neck and chest, falling onto her left breast. I was spent. I shut off the water as my legs gave out and I collapsed on the floor of the shower next to her.
We both let out a small laugh over what had just transpired, we didn’t get to enjoy the moment long as we could hear Rebecca’s voice from the kitchen calling Anna. “Honey have you seen Mike? His car is still outside”. We quickly abandoned the shower, she gave me an old pair of her ex boyfriends sweat pants and a shirt to wear as I collected my stuff from the floor of the bathroom. “I said he could take a shower so he’s in my en-suite” she yelled back. I returned to the room and Anna let out a laugh, the sweat pants were doing nothing to mask the outline of my still half erect cock. “Get rid of that thing before you walk out there” she joked. I pulled her from the bed for another passionate kiss, grabbing her firm ass. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” She asked with a big grin. I nodded and left the room using my dirty clothes to cover the obvious lump in the front of my pants.
So anyway, I went back the next day and we did it again, I fucked her, to this day we still fuck every time I go around to paint a room. Alison has never found out about any of it!
The only problem now is, all the rooms are nearly finished!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bmznba/giving_me_what_i_need_mfcheating
So what was it she couldn’t give her ex? Seems pretty willing to me!