Friday afternoon, about 2:00 PM, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and it was a courier with a parcel.
I did not want to leave the door open as it was cold and windy outside, so I invited him in. He needed my signature on the receipt and as I signed, I glanced down at the bulge in his crotch. Mmmm, formidable looking it was.
I handed the receipt to him and he gave me the parcel and I put it on the floor.
I said, “That is a mighty hot looking package you got there, bud.”
He looked confused and said, “Why, what’s in your parcel?”
“No, I meant this package.”
I reached out and lightly grasped the bulge in his pants.
He was very shocked and surprised. He was stammering something I couldn’t make out as I continued rubbing him.
He looked down and finally realized what was happening.
“Don’t do that, somebody might see.”
“I am all alone and the neighbours across the street are at work.”
“I’m married. My wife would freak out if she knew I let you touch me.”
“The simple solution to that problem, bud, is not to tell her.”
By now, my rubbing his crotch had resulted in a very serious tenting in his pants. I unzipped his fly, undid the fly button and lowered his pants. Then I dropped his boxers and got down on my knees.
He was indeed erect. About eight inches, I would guess. His cock was cut and thick and standing mightily at attention.
I wrapped my right hand around it and started to slowly stroke him. My left hand scratched and fondled his balls. They were not very big and did not hang down much at all. They were up tight against his body. I moved my left hand to his cock too and slowly gave him a two-hander. He was moving his hips back and forth in time with my movements and breathing deeply and heavily.
I stopped for a moment and with his glans sticking out past my fingers, I licked his knob, around and around and across his knob and then I licked the underside of his cock’s head. He was moaning and gasping and his body shook with anticipation.
My hands pumped his shaft and my tongue licked his glans. My lips surrounded his knob and I sucked vociferously, whilst continuing my tongue massaging his knob.
A sudden deep thrust of his hips and his cum spurt into my mouth. It was thick and creamy, mmmm, good. Just like creamy vanilla pudding.
I gently and slowly continued sucking and pumping until his erection subsided. Once soft, it plopped out of my mouth, empty of its contents.
“This is our little secret, isn’t it, bud?”
