PART 3
Washing day had never been a great joy of mine. I had managed to do one load on this particular day, but had been waylaid by a most enjoyable procrastination. After a soak in my oily bubble bath, with some self-exploratory caressing, the event had been cruelly interrupted by a phone call advising that Mike the electrician (who I had not previously met in person, but flirted with on the phone) was indeed on his way to fix some faulty wiring for me. And faultily wired I WAS on this day, as my hormones had been running riot, making me horny as a devil with no apparent relief in site. But today was not just washing day. You see, today was turning out to be more of a... well, a COOKIE baking kind of day.
So it was that I found myself standing in the doorway of my bedroom, whilst Mike the electrician also stood no more than three metres away from me, totally naked, totally hard and totally fuckable. It was a surprise to me, as I worried that the phone call from my husband a few minutes earlier (telling me that he would be home in 40 minutes) would have a negative effect on the mounting sexual chemistry between us, that had been evident from the moment he stepped through my front door.
But a lovely surprise it certainly was, and now it was my turn to show Mike my appreciation for his candour. "Wow" I murmured, but my face expressed all of the lust that was entrenched in that one word.
"Mrs Wright....uhhhh Ruby ... I will gladly fix your lights and air conditioning, but first, there's something else that has... well, come up!" The smile, the glint in the eye.
"Yes, I can see that" I replied, as my gaze drifted down to his perfect cock and rested there. It grew even more (if that's possible!) and pulsed under my stare. The electricity re-entered the room in no minor way. I felt hot and dangerous beneath its power.
I walked towards Mike and put my hands on his chest, trailing my fingertips down his rippling torso. The whole time, our eyes were locked onto each other, whilst my fingers finally reached their destination. I wrapped my hand delicately around his shaft and lightly stroked from base to tip, his wetness dropping into my palm. Never losing eye contact, I leant forward and brushed my lips against his, tracing them with my tongue and groaning quietly into his open mouth. His hands slowly reached to the buttons on the front of my dress undoing one, then two... just enough to expose my cleavage and the delicate satin encapsulating my now aching breasts. I continued to stroke his shaft, using his own wetness to glide smoothly up and down its length, increasing the pressure and rhythm, One of his hands on my breast, rubbing my nipple firmly through the fabric, the other riding up my thigh to grasp my cheek and tug at it sharply. The whole time, we are kissing wildly, our tongues wrapping themselves around each other like mating snakes, our desire becoming more and more audible, moaning without self consciousness, melting into each others heat.
Mike' s cock was so hot and hard now, it was thrusting into my crotch. I pulled the skin on his balls, stretching it down and back toward his ass, making his dick thrust forward even more. He groped at my top like a maniac, using both hands to wrench open the rest of my dress, making the buttons pop off explosively. He pulled the satin chemise down off my shoulders roughly, causing my tits to fall into his hands in a bouncing heap.
"They're incredible!" he gushed appreciatively, lowering his face into my cleavage & disappearing into the void momentarily, sucking in the aroma of my sex. I grabbed his ass with both my hands, rolling my palms in circles over his taut cheeks. His knees bent, his cock was now moving urgently, jabbing under my dress and sliding along my smooth, slippery pussy lips. This elicited an excited shout from Mike as he suddenly realised I had no panties on!
Mike' s mouth lurched at my tits again, taking one into his mouth deeply, my stiff hot nipple hitting the back of his throat.