By Miss Anonna
I was looking into buying a new house and had a few in mind so I called a realtor and asked him to show me a few. He sounded young on the phone and I had asked him how much experience he had. He told me he had just received his license and I would be his first sale if he made one to me. He had asked me if I wanted a more experienced realtor that his colleague would step in but I assured him he would do just fine as I knew what I wanted. He agreed to meet me that evening in a large ranch house out in a rural neighborhood and I was promptly there just as it was getting dusk.
He pulled up in his Saab, shuffled some papers around and opened his door. He was definitely young and immediately I knew I didn’t want the house but we had both driven out there and after I heard his story of how he asked the owners to go out to eat or something while he showed their house, I just knew I had to make something of this waste of time. Being a woman of great imagination, I studied him intently as he described the house.
He had a slim build and a great smile along with a charming personality. I was in the mood for a bit of fun so I figured I would let him lead me around and every once in awhile I would see if I could turn him on. I saw no ring on his finger so I felt no guilt when I waltzed over to the window, put my hands on the sill and pushed my ass up in the air while looking out into the fields.
“Great view from up here, no doubt,” I said stretching my neck up allowing my skirt to hike up my ass. I had a pair of leather boots on that almost came to my knees, a silky pair of stockings and a bright, pink thong under a black, shiny miniskirt that would flash my little pink mound if I stuck my ass out just enough. I stretched toward the side as if to look out the window as far left as I could.
“No neighbors close enough to look in,” I stated to lead into a teasing conversation. “I’m an avid nudist in my own home,” I said with a huge smile and a quick wink at the kid as I turned around and headed out the room towards a bedroom.
I’m sure I was obvious and ridiculously cliché but I had an immediate response. Had his zipper been down, there would have been no way for his underwear to hold back the erection my ass had given him. It was almost too easy. As I slid by him I stared directly at his crotch and held my hand out as if I were going to grab his cock then pulled my hand away at the last minute. “There’s nothing worse than nosey neighbors when all you’re trying to do is be comfortable, you know?”
“Ab…absolutely, Ma’am. I…I…I know exactly what you mean,” he stuttered and turned with me as I walked past him. I knew full well he was watching me shake my ass into the next room. I quickly turned towards him and caught him hiding his obvious excitement behind the papers in his hand.
“I had a nosey little teenage girl always looking into my room when I was younger and always wished I had lived a lot further from any houses so I could…uh…just ….you know, be left alone,” he said hesitating towards the end of his sentence as if he were to disclose some personal information that may not have been appropriate at the time. What he didn’t know is that whatever he was about to say would have been perfectly in synch with the thoughts in my head.
I slowly sat down on the side of the bed just behind me and stared into his eyes, then scanned down his body and stopped at his crotch. I looked back into his eyes and put on a slight smirk. “Andrew?” I asked teasingly. “Did she catch you masturbating?” I asked with a slight giggle that suggested I knew what he was trying to say and there was no need for embarrassment. He turned bright red in an instant, hung his head down and snorted a slight laugh.
“Uh,” He chuckled and shook his head slightly. “Sorry, I ….”
“It’s OK, I’m a therapist,” I said but didn’t know if he knew what I meant. “I talk sex all the time and actually, I should be apologizing. I didn’t mean to pry.”
We both shared a laugh and a moment of silence until I patted the bed and stood up. “Maybe I should show you the kitchen,” he blurted as I was looking about the room.
“Excellent idea!” I said and headed past him in a bit of a hurried manner. I had just remembered that I wanted to check the closet and made a quick turnaround and shouted. “Oh wait!” I spun around towards the closet and my shoe had caught on the lip of a part of the wood floor that was slightly raised. I began to fall past Andrew but luckily he had caught me. I don’t know if I had tripped subconsciously or not but as Andrew helped me back into an upright position, I found my hand grasping his stiff cock and I quickly released it but certainly remembered how it felt in my hand.
I quickly covered my mouth with my hand and chuckled. “I am so sorry, Andrew and thank you for saving me from killing myself,” I said and without missing a beat, pretended as if nothing had happened and headed towards the closet. “I wanted to check out all the closets, too!” I yelled into the closet, looking around inside to check the space. I pushed all the clothes towards the right side so I could get a better view of the overall size, bent down and pushed my ass into the air knowing full well I was practically revealing every bit of my little mound to him covered in a silky thong. Behind me I heard his voice slowly getting closer.
“Most of the closets are fairly large,” He said in a crackling voice. He was breathing a bit harder, too and I knew he was catching a good view of my ass. “Are they big enough for you? The master bedroom closet is huge but the rest of them are the same size as this one,” he said after a noticeable swallow. I spread my legs apart slightly and buried my head deep into the closet behind the clothes that were hanging there and attempted to peek out behind me. Andrew was adjusting himself and obviously sporting an erection. He moved a little closer and I watched him cock his head as if he were sizing up the situation.
“This is good. This is definitely a good size for a spare bedroom,” I shouted into the closet as I backed out quickly and bumped my ass into his bulging tool. “Oops, I’m sorry,” I said as I brushed my hand across his stomach to acknowledge his presence and push him slightly out of my way. I had felt the whole length of his hard cock up against my ass and I was getting quite turned on thinking about that shaft sliding past my thong and into my moistening twat but I carried on and turned to him as I was passing him. “Why don’t you show me the closet in the master bedroom? How much bigger is that?”
“Oh, yes indeed,” He said as he began to follow me out the door. I stood by the rail outside the room waiting for him to exit and lead me to the master bedroom and as he passed me I had to check out what I had already grabbed once and backed into. I wondered how much of this teasing he could possibly take but the young man was holding his composure so far. His cock however, was not. The outline of his erect tool was so obvious I don’t know how he managed to keep a straight face.