Employment benefits for the decorator
I can’t understand why women don’t like wearing hosiery. I mean, tights, stockings, hold ups the lot. I love the feel of silky mesh tight on my skin and that calls for the highest of heels and the shortest of skirts. I have great pins and don’t mind showing them off! Luckily, my boss thinks the same and a slight hitching up of my dress as I crossed my legs when taking dictation soon ensured I could leave early to get home and see how the decorator was getting on.
As I drove, I thought about my new apartment and the stage-set bedroom I wanted to create. I love sex and had planned sultry, sensual colours and lighting, all the better to set off my well-toned body on those black satin sheets. The decorator was recommended and I had left him a key with the concierge.
I took the elevator up to the sixth floor, smoothing my black skirt over my thighs that were coolly naked above my sheer stockings. Did I mention that I don’t bother with pants? I like the slightly sluttish feeling that I am available to any casual observer, especially when walking upstairs. I remembered how my boss tried to cover the bulge in his trousers with a file, when I came for the interview. I grew wet thinking about this and my cunt lips started to slide against each other.
As I arrived at my front door, it was ajar. I tiptoed in, hoping to surprise the workman. He was not in the living room and I followed the smell of paint into my bedroom. I saw him before I entered the room and my jaw dropped in amazement – he was tall, lean and was standing in front of my full length mirror slowly stroking the biggest cock I had ever seen! That was not my only surprise. He was also wearing my most expensive black silk stockings, held up by my satin suspender belt. Incredibly, I found I was excited. This man was completely masculine and the way he handled that thick, uncut shaft, he was confident in himself. As I gasped, he turned and saw me.
He seemed untroubled that he had been caught out in this way and I found I could not speak. I gazed at that cock and longed to feel it inside my sopping cunt. He smiled “You want it, come here and get it”. As I reached out my hand and took it he pushed me to my knees “Open that mouth and suck on it”. The foreskin had slid back and I opened my mouth and started to lap at the fat glans. It was so smooth and round and he pushed it in further until I had to hold onto his mesh-clad thighs to stop falling over. He found his rhythm and as he used my mouth as oral fucking I was aware that my vulval seepage was pooling and beginning to drip into my stocking tops. I was so hot for him and needed that cock-meat so badly!
He pulled out and lay me on my back, lifting my skirt to slide two fingers up my aching hole. They emerged slick and gooey. He licked them appreciatively and spread my legs wide to lap at my clit. I groaned as he went to work on me, fingers and tongue driving me wild. I was all cunt, my whole being centred on the sucking, pulling, probing. He used three fingers to rub at the sensitive bundle of nerve endings just inside and I felt my orgasm building, first from afar and then it crashed over me as I screamed and bucked in ecstasy. I was hardly aware when he threw himself on me to kiss me and I realised I had squirted cum juice all over his face. He was soaked in it as I licked it from his face.
As my breathing eased, I noticed his solid erection bobbing above me and I turned to take it in my mouth as he squatted over me. I looked up to his balls, tight and tense and stroked them. My finger teased them and they shrank a little. I licked my finger and slid it further back, to his anus. He tensed as if unsure, and then I slide under him so I was level with his tiny bud. I pulled his buttocks down to me and tentatively licked at it. He moaned with pleasure. Encouraged, I licked a bit more, spreading his buttocks to get at it. It was a tiny nubbin against my tongue and as the moans increased I pushed my tongue into it, feeling the passage ease as I entered. It tasted OK and I wiggled my tongue a bit as he held his ass apart so I could have a free hand to slide up and down his massive prick. When it seemed he was about to explode, he rolled on top of me and filled me right up with that cock. It took three big shoves to get it all in and I clutched his heaving buttocks as he pounded himself into my gaping red hole. I begged him to fuck me….please…fuck me now…I need it so badly! He shouted “now”, pulled out and wanking furiously came in great thick jets of white cum all over my business suit.
And how had the decoration gone? I never noticed!