| Straight: Threesomes: A Visiting Tradesman (1/4) |
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I had just finished my shower and was drying off when I heard a knock at the door. I draped a towel around me, tucking it around my breasts, and headed to the door. I opened it and there was the electrician I was expecting a little later, a tall, dark man, with clear blue eyes and quite handsome, wearing a grey uniform with “Joe” over one pocket of his shirt. Our eyes met and I felt that little spark in my belly, felt a flush creep up over my face. It seemed like the spark jolted between us through the air. “Sorry, I just got out of the shower. Come on in and I’ll show you where the work needs to be done,” I said. I was feeling a bit nervous – there was obviously some sexual connection between us. And I was barely covered. I cleared my throat nervously and stepped aside to let him pass. He entered my house and I closed the door behind him. He followed me to the kitchen. When we got there I started to shuffle kitchen appliances around to make room for his work. I think my hands were shaking. I felt the change of energy in the air before I felt his touch. He was right behind me. I stopped what I was doing and listened. I could hear his breathing, it was slow and heavy and very, very close. I turned my head and saw him right behind me out of the corner of my eye. Then I felt his touch. He pressed himself up against me, gently, and then firmly, pushing me into the kitchen cabinet. I gasped as the charge went from my belly to my loins. I could feel his hardness pressing up against my buttocks, then his hands came up to my breasts and rubbed them through the towel, my nipples getting hard and erect underneath, until finally the towel came loose and slipped down. In one quick movement he spun me around so I was facing him, fully naked as the towel tumbled into a pile on the floor, and he pressed up close to me. I was looking into his eyes now, which were such an intense blue I had to look away – it was like he could see right through me. Joe bent his head down and took one nipple into his mouth. I gasped again as he sucked and rolled the nipple into his mouth, sometimes gently teasing with his teeth, sometimes releasing to lick it with his rough, flat tongue, sometimes making his tongue into a point and circling, circling, circling the nipple. I could feel the wetness between my legs now, and my knees were starting to buckle. I’ve never been good at stand-up sex, my legs just don’t seem to want to support me. Joe must have sensed my instability as his hands went behind me to my buttocks and pulled me in close to him, while he turned his attention to my other nipple. I was moaning by now, the feeling of my breast in his mouth was exquisite, and his hands were grinding my pubic bone against the hardness of his erection. He moved one hand and shifted slightly, allowing his hand into my pussy. His expert fingers were excruciatingly slow. I just wanted him to rub and rub at my clitoris, I was so close to cumming, but he touched me gently, and slowly, starting at the top of the clitoris, at the hood, and |
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