Have you ever tried to seduce someone like a appliances servicing guy /delivery guy or something if this sort ,a surpriz fk is awesome like that
I firmly believe that the Universe pays much attention when you need (and desire) something badly. This incident happened on one such day when I was excruciatingly horny and the boys were nowhere in sight. At least not for the course of the day and I had taken the day off. Self help is much fun though and in my head I was literally fantasising about one such incident - something mostly taboo but makes for good porn - hitting on the plumber to fix your own plumbing 😄
One doesn’t think much of such things in real life, however. The typical service folks aren’t the best boys on the block and neither does one expect a fair modicum of hygiene. I had called for a kitchen chimney service and had thought none of it, till the guy actually arrived.
Vishnu was tall and toned and well groomed. And boy, was he good at what he did! I guess the major companies pick and train well.
He handled the appliance with utter professionalism and speed and was neat and tidy. Moreover, he spoke well and we got chatty quickly. Turns out, he was an engineer from a small town and training hard to up his game in the big one.
All that was good, till I noticed one little aberration - he stared quite a bit, although discreetly (at least that’s what he thought!) and I was about to drop my opinion on him when I realised that it wasn’t entirely his fault. I was chilling at home in a slinky knee-length dress without a bra, that popped a little cleavage and I had forgotten to manage it when he walked in. The nipples were quite obviously poking through the fabric.It’s at moments like these that the horny part of your brain suddenly takes over - I couldn’t help but notice the well toned body and that slight hint of a bulge that indicated a well endowed kit. Rough hands added to the allure.
Not thinking much of the outcome, I decided it was worth a little experiment. To add to my little fantasies, if nothing else.
Now the chimney is towards one corner and leaves little space if two people stand together. It offered a good opportunity as Anu to test a man’s intentions.
I leaned over to check the power socket, purposely brushing my chest over his elbow. Pulling back, I could sense the sudden flinch in his body and a much more obvious bulge that followed. And yet, he continued to be respectful, and tried hard to keep his eyes away. All I had to do now was to sit on the kitchen counter with my arms on either sides, and continue the conversation. He now had a deeper view of the cleavage and anytime I bent to make a point, I knew he could see way more than he had hoped to.
You know what’s a huge turn on? Brave, respectful men.
Vishnu figured what was going on and decided to take a step/make a move. Bravado, that can turn any idea into a romp, in my opinion. He suddenly turned to me, hands on his hips and said, “Can I tell you something madam?”Me - “Yup”V - “Your Husband is lucky. You are very beautiful.”
I now had a choice to make. This could go 3 ways at this point.
One, I could flare up and end the matter, ruining a good, decent man’s advances. Second, thanking the guy and moving on could have worked too, not too well for either of us though.. But the third option appeared more compelling to my brain. He was clearly taking a stab at it, and it would take me little to move this ahead. I wasn’t entirely sure, as I have known enough men with false bravado who peter out the moment rubber hits the road - but the brain was on fire at this point and I decided to roll with it anyway. His next answers would make or break this one.
Me - “Well, it’s not my husband, but thanks, that’s very sweet. But tell me, what did you like so much?”
I think at this point, Vishnu looked as if he went through the same predicament and I believe these are moments when men make a choice between genuine bravado and a stupid, cowardly game.
V - “I think you have a gorgeous body.”
A moment’s silence followed that told me that he chose bravado over game. Now whatever little I’ve learnt in my life, I know one thing for certain - never to chase courage with a flirt alone. We knew what we both wanted and this wasn’t now a time for laughs. I knew I wanted him and I was certain of what he was aiming for.
Me - “You think so?”V- “Absolutely.”Me - “You should know so, too.”
I was sitting on the counter at this moment and suddenly his hands were on my waist and his face on my neck. Just for a moment though as his mouth slipped lower to my cleavage and hands rose up to grab my breasts. He squeezed them a little too hard - a hungry man who wanted everything in one moment. My knee was on his bulge and I could feel it turn rock hard.
I pushed him back while I grabbed and rubbed his palms on my breast. Placing them there, I undid his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled out the wet, throbbing cock. It was hard and trembling and I got the feeling that he was not used to having it stroked this way. I rubbed its tip on my knees and my inner thighs as he kept squeezing my tits, molesting them to his heart’s content. My right breast hurt a little so I pulled that hand and placed it between my legs, pulling two fingers aside and pushing one inside my pussy first. He followed that with the second. I was so wet that I could’ve taken three, but this was so perfect. I then bent his face down to my right breast and told him to suck it. I wanted him to suck and squeeze hard but couldn’t say much between my moans. So I rubbed his hand hard on my breast instead and pushed his head deeper into the other, hoping he would take the hint. He did and soon, I was wetting the counter with his and mine wet dripping on it. He couldn’t take the strokes much longer and exploded on my thighs following the intense groping, and pulled himself back. My top had cum all over it and my hand was wet and sticky. We stared at each other for a moment before he grabbed my breasts again with one hand while rubbing his cum over my thighs, squeezing them hard with the other. Suddenly he had his mouth on mine and stuck his tongue inside - I don’t think he was experienced at that either as it felt super raw and animalistic. But his brain had decided to do that for him and I struggled with a tongue licking my mouth, squeezing my tongue and we ended with our saliva all over my face and chin. My breasts ached and I yet, I couldn’t stop this animal. I wanted him to have his way, devour me, eat every bit of my flesh with his rough tongue and hungry mouth. I started rubbing his cock again and felt how big, wet and a little soft it was. That was my cue to get off the counter. I wanted to get on my knees but he stopped me and bent me down instead. He didn’t want to let go of my tits by the looks of it and now had his other hand on my ass, doing things my mind couldn’t even register. I only felt fingers and squeezes - I was so wet that every other sensation was numbed out. He turned hard in my mouth and tasted divine. Again, inexperience meant that he was shoving himself in my mouth a little too hard, gagging me nearly. I had to put a couple of fingers on the edge of his cock to stop that but let I him do as he wished - as much as I wanted him to slow that down, the hard cock was too delicious to let go of. He then grabbed my breasts and pulled me up - started sucking them while squeezing them hard with both his hands as his cock thrusted against my navel. I pushed him a bit towards the living room - I wanted him inside me, and the couch or the futon - hell even the carpet would do at his point. Predictably, we didn’t quite make it to the couch. He pushed me on the dining table with my legs open as I faced him and tried to drive himself hard inside me. If there are near death moments in life, this was one of them. I could see him sweat, his eyes blazing as he gorged his mouth on my flesh, squeezed every ounce of lust with his hands and pushed hard to get inside. I just about managed to utter the word “condom” when he paused with a puzzled look on his face. I figured he hadn’t any on him and well, probably hadn’t even planned on needing one that day. I then wrapped his arms from behind around my body and guided him to the chest of drawers. His throbbing cock felt so hot on my ass as I opened the drawer and passed him one. The man didn’t waste a minute putting it on and the next thing I felt was my body pushed on the drawers as he violently entered me from behind. I grabbed his palms hard to somehow loosen his grip on my breasts but couldn’t stop a thing as he went on pummelling my pussy with every ounce of strength he had in him. At some point, I pushed his hand down to my pussy to grab and play and sometime later I felt him explode inside me. I couldn’t really tell him then that I had come twice in the meantime and my muscles were cramping around my pussy, begging to let go. Exhausted, he pulled me back, falling on the couch as I dropped myself on his chest. We were laughing and kissing when I felt his cock - it wasn’t done yet and felt as if it needed a mouth.
We spent nearly the next 3 hours just banging each other senseless. His mouth was just as unstoppable as his cock and hands and I ended up bruised and marked in all the trouble spots. Don’t think I could care less, though. All I wanted was for him to come back again soon. And he did, but that’s a story for another day.
