Repair Man

Nice neighborhood. I think I re-shingled a roof on this street last year. Wonder if there’s any houses for sale in this area...

I look down at my clipboard and scan over the job details. Looks like you’ve got some loose roof tiles after the storm last week.

The door swings open...and...there you are. Wearing a silk robe.
Your hair pulled back. Damn, you look good early in the morning...

"Morning. Sorry, I’m a little early. I can come back in half an hour… if you’d rather?’’

You tilt your head to the side and pretty blatantly look me up and down.

"No, no, it’s fine. Early is good.”

“So, um… looks like you’ve got a couple of loose tiles that need fixing?”

“Yes, that storm last week was terrible. I was just making a pot of coffee. Would you like some?”

"Oh, thanks, that would be great.”

 

“Milk… sugar?”

“Um… yeah. Sure.”

Your mouth is pulled into a slight smile. You’re an older woman, at least fifteen, maybe even twenty years older than me. But there’s something about you…you’re...not like any older woman I’ve ever met.

Ahh, I should concentrate on my work. I get distracted too easily. Last thing I need is some complaint about inappropriate behavior on the job. It’s not intentional, and I don’t know how it happens, but my eyes fall down to your robe and I can see your hard nipples through the thin fabric...the belt is tied loosely around your waist, but there’s no hiding the shape of your beautiful body beneath. My cock twitches in my shorts.

"Okay, well, I’ll... I’ll get started.’’

I head back down the driveway back to my van. Damn. I gotta be professional. Keep it in your pants, man. Besides, what would a woman like her want with someone like me?

I head up to the roof and take a look at the loose shingles. The fresh air and the job at hand have momentarily distracted me from thoughts of tugging open that belt and…

"Hey… coffee’s ready.’’

I peer over the roof’s edge. You’re standing at the bottom of the ladder, coffee cup in hand. Oh, god. I have a perfect view down the front of your robe from here. Those round breasts, just begging for attention...

I head down the ladder to follow you in. Your back is towards me and your hands in the sink when I let myself in. I let my eyes travel over the curves of your body, over that perfectly round ass. The word MILF comes to mind when I look at you.
I know it’s not exactly the most respectful term, but… I just have a feeling you’re very experienced and you know exactly what you want. There’s something really, really hot about that.

You turn around and flash a smile at me as you grab a towel to dry your hands.

"Coffee’s there.’’

"Ah, thank you.’’

There are two mugs on the counter and I move forward to take one. We reach for the same mug and our hands briefly touch. I feel something like electricity spark between us. I’m not imagining this, am I?

"Oh! Yeah, sorry, I’ll have the other one.’’

You look up at me and make no attempt to move your hand away from mine. Wait. There’s no way that you… this sophisticated… mature woman… wants me. But I can feel something building between us. Heat. Attraction. Need.

I slowly trace my thumb across the palm of your hand, watching your face while I do. You do want me.

Before I can stop myself, I tighten my grip on your hand and pull you towards me. My lips find yours in an instant. Your hands snake around my neck and you press your body against mine. I suddenly pull away from you, coming to my senses.

Shit! What have I just done?

Before I know what’s happening, you grab my shirt and pull me back into you, sliding your tongue into my mouth. I move my hands, slow and cautious, over your hips. I've only ever been with one other woman and I’m not exactly what you would call an experienced lover. I’m hoping you’ll guide me along the way.

Your body feels so fucking good through the thin silk of your robe. I grasp around your waist and lift you onto the counter. Your legs immediately part for me to stand between them. My hands slide up your smooth thighs...

“Is this...is this OK?’’

You lay your hands on mine and draw them further up your thighs, almost to your hips.

"It’s more than okay. Don’t be nervous.”

You tuck your hands under my shirt and start to work it up and over my head. I lift my arms and you tug it all the way off, dropping it to the floor. You kiss me hard with your full, soft lips.
The way you kiss me and the way your hands move over my body. Fuck, you’re something else...I’ve never been with an older woman before. You reach down and slide one hand over my groin. Your hand wraps around my cock and you squeeze and massage it through my shorts.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Mmm, god, yeah…”

You use your free hand to pull at the belt keeping your robe shut around your body. The soft silk falls away and your breasts tumble out. You take my hands in yours and place them up against your round, full tits. I squeeze and knead them, dragging my thumb over each nipple.

“Like that?”

“Mmm, just like that…”

I lean forward and kiss you. Your mouth is so warm and wet and fuck, my cock is throbbing. You pull your mouth away from mine and kiss along my jaw down my neck. Your teeth catch against my ear lobe.

"Let me show you how to touch me..."

Heat radiates from the space between your thighs as you take one of my hands and press it between your legs. You’re not wearing underwear…

“Right there… just like that…”

My fingers reach your labia and I slowly tease you apart. You lean back on your hands, offering your body to me. Your robe slides open and your tits bounce in the cool air...I watch your face as I slide one...and then two fingers into your warm, wet pussy.

"Oh, yes. Yes.’’

Watching you is incredible. Your eyes are closed, your head tilted back, your mouth is open in a perfect O. Ugh, I can’t get enough of you. The little moans and whimpers you’re making have my cock straining against my shorts.

“I want you to eat me out. Bend down. Get your tongue deep in there...”

 

I bring my face between your legs at your command and take a deep breath. Ohhh...fuck, you smell amazing. With my fingers are slowly fucking you and your hips are grinding against my hand, I press my tongue flat against your clit. You buck against me and your hand grabs at my hair.

“Ohhh, god, yeah, right there…”

 

I flick and suck at your sensitive clit, moaning against you. Fucking you with my fingers while I lap up your delicious juices. I love that you’re showing me just how to fuck you. You writhe against me, your hips moving in motion with my hand.

“Take off your shorts…let me see that cock and how hard it can get…”

 

I use my free hand to unbutton my shorts. I let them fall to the floor and slip my hand into my boxers, wrapping it around my rock-hard shaft. Oh god, yeah. I’m so hard for you. You’re getting really, really wet. I trail kisses up your stomach as I fuck you with my fingers....this is so fucking hot.

I reach your beautiful breasts and take a nipple into my mouth.  I swirl my tongue around it and gently bite.

"Oh, fuck yes! Keep going, keep going...’’

My fingers are still steadily thrusting into you and I’m stroking my cock in rhythm with your hips. I want to fuck you so badly right now...feel my cock plunging into your wet pussy...I push my boxers down and step out of them, letting my cock spring free.

“Do you want to fuck me? Yeah? You do? Upstairs, let’s go.”

You lower yourself down from the countertop and take my hand, leaving your robe behind. I pull your body against me,
grip under your thighs and lift you. You wrap your legs around my waist and your hands around my neck.

“First door, top of the stairs.”

My cock is pinned between us, throbbing against you. You kiss my neck passionately, urgently, as I carry you up the stairs.
I stop in the hallway outside the bedroom and press you against the wall to kiss you. You release your legs from around me and walk quickly inside the bedroom with my hand in yours. You make your way over to the bedside table.

“Put this on.”

You hand me a condom and stretch out on the unmade bed. I can feel you watching me as I quickly, desperately, put it on. I can’t wait to fuck you. You run your tongue along your bottom lip. Your chest is rising and falling. You look so fucking sexy lying there like that, naked.

‘’Fuck, I have to have you.’’

“So take me. Now...’’

 

You grab me around my ass and yank me forward. I straddle your waist and rock hard shaft presses between your legs. My cock is desperate for you... I’m desperate for you. You reach behind you and wrap one hand around my shaft.

You slowly stroke up and down. Pleasure is building in me, fuck, this feels so damn good. You move your pussy to hover over my cock, letting the tip tease your entrance.

“Fuck me nice and hard, okay? Can you do that for me?”

 

I’m so turned on I can’t do anything but nod as I thrust my hips forward and start to enter you. You bounce lightly against the tip of my cock, taking me in a little at a time. Oh god, I don’t know how long I can take this. You pull me forward again, taking the full length of me into you all at once. Fuck!

‘’Oh god!’’

 

I ride you, taken over by animal desire. My fingertips sink into your hips as you grind and bounce on me. I thrust upwards, deep into you, desperate to fill you, desperate to satisfy you...

I can’t...I can’t take this for long. Fuck...

"Just like that… just like that!”

 

You take the full length of me with every thrust and grind your clit up against me. You press two fingers down on that sensitive spot as my cock buries itself inside of you over and over. Your hands press flat against my chest and your fingernails dig into me.

"I’m going...I’m going to cum!’’

 

Oh god. Oh fuck. I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you climax.

"Keep going… harder… harder! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!’’

F-fuck, your pussy is clenched so tight around me. Oh my god, you’re going to make me cum. Ohhhhh, fuck, yes!

“I’m cumming!”

You collapse against me, panting as I experience the last tremors of my own orgasm. Fucking hell, that was incredible.
We lie in silence, catching our breath and coming down from the high.

"Wow…that was...I...wow.’’

"Yes, it was.’’

 

"Well, I, erm, I guess I should get back to work.’’

You lift your head from my chest and look up at me with a smirk.

"Oh, I have plenty of work for you to do in here.’’

Sounds like I’ve got my work cut out for me.