I had a four-bedroom house, just me. I knew him from a local bar. He needed a place to stay for the summer, so I rented him a room. I did not do it just for him, however. He was always pulling these hot-looking babes and we ended up having a few parties with all these babes around. Loved it! I also got laid a few times.
I had been dressing for about a year before he moved in, mostly every weekend. One night around 2 am, I was still all dressed up and chatting on AFF. I heard him drive up and about two minutes later, he knocked on my door. I talked through the door and asked him what he wanted.
He said, "Let me in. I know what you are doing." (He told me afterward that he kept noticing lipstick-stained cigarette butts in the ashtray on the back deck)
As you can imagine, I was speechless. All these thoughts of being busted raced through my head. Finally, I said, "Wait thirty seconds and then come in." I turned off the overhead light, unlocked the door and jumped in bed. In my high heels and dress! I covered up head to toe and waited for the worst!
He opened the door and came in, took off all his clothes and got into bed with me. First thing he did after that was roll on top of me and give me a deep French kiss! From that point on, things escalated very quickly. I gave him the best head I could for twenty-plus minutes or so, then he told me to get on all fours.
I grabbed the lube from my nightstand and handed it to him. He then started rubbing his over seven-inch, spearheaded cock up and down my butt. I was actually shaking! I was about to have a real cock in me!