Author: rougharoundthedges

So I was 29 working for a phone company, unhappily married and very frustrated. I loved my job, hated most everything else about my life. Many women and even college girls were flirty when I would be there working. I figured no big deal, just playful fun. Then I met Joan. I found out later she was 38. She looked mid twenties. I had been to her house a few months earlier when she and her hubby were moving in. I did some work for them. He seemed like a total A-hole. She was quiet but very attractive even in her "moving clothes". So here I was back there to add a phone line in her home office. Daddy man was no where to be seen and when I had rang the doorbell I was very stunned to see what she was wearing. Tight spandex mid thigh workout pants and a sports bra. Hair pulled back but not tight, just sort of loose and sexy. This time she was very pleasant (I figured due to the old grouch not being there) and soon we were chatting and laughing. I asked her what she did, she told me she was a writer. I asked of what? She said lots of things and just smiled. I told her I was a writer too sort of playfully and she totally bit on it. "Oh Really?!" Of what….?" She was sitting at her desk in front of her computer and I walked over and told her to step aside. She laughed and seemed very intrigued… I brought up a fresh Word doc page and started to type up a naughty limerick that included things about her and her house so she would know it was totally spontaneous… She read as I typed and she was laughing hysterically. But she was also right beside me, standing just inches away and I could smell her. She was so fresh, like she just stepped out of the shower and her scent had my head spinning. At one point she slapped my shoulder as I typed and I stood straight up and looked at her very aggressively. She froze… you could see the look of uncertain fear in her eyes.. I waited just long enough to let her sweat and them burst into laughter. Relief flushed over her face and she hit me again. But now her nipples were making an appearance through her tight top. Having made my point I pulled the chair out for her and told her to try to top me while I got to work. She accepted the playful challenge and I was frankly starting to get the idea, she might want more than just playful flirting. I went and got some stuff from my truck and when I got back she was typing and smiling like she just got caught thinking bad things. I insisted she let me read it and she resisted but relented, acting as if she was doing me some sort of huge favor. What I read was shocking! It was a story about an interlude that started when a woman was caught peeking out her window watching the landscaper work in the hot sun with no shirt on… She was not far enough along for it to be really hot but it was headed there. So I was like "well I see what you think about all day when you are all alone! Next you are going to tell me you have a landscaper do your lawn!?" She didn't deny it and I knew I was onto something. So I was like "So Joan?, What do you do when you watch your guy working?>>>" She tried to deny the story was about her but there was no question she was leading me into her private thought life. So I came right out and asked her what she would do if he came right up to the door and asked for a glass of water… she laughed and said "probably get a divorce"… And I was like, "well honestly, the thought of a one time encounter with a totally hot total stranger is pretty damn erotic" Read more »

So I was doing some work at a new RAVE store back a few years. I was the only contractor in the store with an adorable young girl about 20/21 years old. I was late 20's. She was dressed in snug fitting jeans and sexy t-shirt that clearly showed the outline of her bra. She was really friendly and I am too, and I always chatted with customers while I worked. But this time seemed different. She was clearly flirting and I was too. She would say something suggestive and then smile at me like she just got caught touching herself or something. I was getting really turned on but trying to stay professional. Fast forward, and I am standing on top of what would be the service counter and she climbs up on top as well and sits down. She is looking up at me while I am working. Still talking and joking around she is looking right at my crotch every time I look down at her. From here I can see her fine cleavage and my cock began to swell. I had boxers on and there was really no way for me to hide my excitement. There was no way she was not looking at me and I knew it. So she started asking me about girlfriends and whatever else, I can't remember. All I was thinking was "fuck, I hope I get to bang this chick!" Just before I got down I was looking down at her and she purposely looked right at my hard on and was like, "something wrong?" In a super sexy playful way. "Nope, everything is fuckin perfect…" She laughed and I saw her sort of bite her lower lip…
So I was done up there and had to climb down and get under the counter. She playfully offered to help me down… When my hand touched hers, I thought we would both burst into flames! Read more »

I would love to tell you all that she jumped me and we screwed like crazy and all that… but we didn't. Not yet!

I know now that if I had the balls to make a move she would have jumped in with both feet. But I was too stupid to know that.

So she was very flirty and I flirted back and she knew that I was checking her out like crazy. I tossed a couple soft compliments her way and she blushed a little and said thanks … but I told her I had to get going and she said ok… seemed a bit disappointed and walked me to the door. Suddenly her face lit up and she said hey, the pics from my vacation will be in soon, you should stop by and I can show them to you. (I had told her I had never been to the Bahamas but really wanted to go there). I was like "Yeah that would be great!"

So I gave her my pager number (yes pager, I told you it happened a long time ago). Read more »