SEX When I Measured A Dining Room

I have had some strange but fabulous encounters. Like when I went to measure someone’s dining room at North Hykeham.
I actually served them in the shop where I worked and they had picked a quality carpet and I suggested that I would go out to measure the area as I wanted to make sure the order went perfect from start to finish.
The couple who were in their mid 50’s seemed pleased at the service I had given them. It turned out to be more unusual than I had even dreamt but a great deal of fun.
It was the next day and went to their home, I knocked on the front door and the lady answered the door.
She showed me into the Dining room.
She went to the other side of the table and put her hands on the back of one of the dining chairs, the room was in a traditional style with “Old Charm” oak furniture, certainly a quality home.
I chatted to her and as I did started to draw a sketch of the room, then moved the end dining chair away from the table and got down on my knees throwing out my tape measure under the table.
I concentrated on making sure I got the exact measurement. I then turned my tape around and was able to check the width and conveyed those measurements onto my sketch.
“Well what do you think?” she said.
“Oh it’s about what you said but I want to allow for squareness of the walls and also the tolerances they have by law”.
“Oh yes but what do you think?” she said again.
“Definitely require a new underlay and suggest Treadmore, which will be perfect to support a quality carpet you have chosen.”
“Yes but what do you think?”
I looked up. She had her hand open pointing towards the wall nearest her.
My mouth opened in astonishment as I followed her hand.
My eyes gazed on a large photograph of her husband who was posing in a bedroom setting showing his erect cock.
The quality of work by the photographer was indeed amazing with perfect colour.
“What do you think?” again she said.
“He’s a very lucky man” I stammered, totally taken aback.
I then noticed she was pointing at another large photograph, it was of her sat on a bedroom chair, and she was posing with her dress way up to her waist.
She was wearing quality black stockings with a lace suspender belt and wore black 5 inch stiletto heels.
Both her hands were near her stocking tops, she had put her fingers into her vagina and was pulling it apart and well open showing a moist pink beautiful sight of her inner fuck hole, leaving nothing to the imagination.
A middle photograph was of the couple having sex.
The composition again was brilliant and the photographer whoever that was had made a magnificent job.
As I had turned my head from her photographer to the last one I had said under my breath, “Fuck me!”
I hadn’t realised she had heard me until she said, “actually we had spoken about you and my husband said we could do a little something if you wanted, but he said he would prefer if you didn’t penetrate me with your penis.”
“Would you like to have some fun?” she said.
“Oh my god, I would love to,” I said eagerly.
At that she pulled out the chair she had leant against and while standing unzipped and let drop her long skirt and sliding her knickers down said, “see its all me nothing touched up.”
I laughed and said, “Well not touched up yet.”
She slipped off her black knickers.
Waist and below she was wearing black stocking and suspender belt it was just like the photograph of her had come to life.
“Don’t forget no penis allowed, but my husband didn’t say anything about fingers and your tongue”
I quickly stepped over to her, my heart pounding as my fingers went to her luscious cunny. I started to finger fuck her as she bent down to kiss me, her tongue entwining with mine as my cock went hard and I pushed my fingers further inside her.
She was so turned on and opened her legs as wide as she could so I could get all of my hand further up her wet cunt.
With her hand she dropped her shoulder of her top and bra strap and let out her left breast which I eagerly sucked on while my hand went so deep in her and she was more or less fucking my hand.
She kept making lovely sounds as she orgasmed on my hand. I lowered my head and took my fingers away and pushed my face into her very wet cunt.
It was shaved just like on her photograph and she pushed her hips forward and I licked her now sloppy cunt. The aroma was mesmerising.
And a while more went by.
“Let me suck you off,” she said.
I moved to the dresser I grabbed a table napkin off there and stepped towards the dining chair I had first pulled out and put it on the seat.
She walked sexily over to me in her lovely stockings and suspender belt showing she was all wet around her cunny.
Undoing my trouser belt I was then helped by her in dropping my trousers and knickers. (I had for many years worn knickers and felt more comfortable in them and always felt natural to wear them).
“Love your red panties” she said giggling, “I knew we had picked you right.”
I sat down with my cock which is 5 and ¾” when fully erect standing proud and she got on her knees.
Her right hand went around my cock, “sorry it’s as good as your husbands.”
“Don’t be silly its nice to play with someone else’s now sit back and enjoy.”
Her mouth lowered onto my cock.
I thought, please don’t cum yet, savour it as long as possible.
Her mouth was so sensuous and could tell she had done this many times before for her husband and possibly many others.
Her tongue took me into places in my head I couldn’t believe how special she was.
After a short while I felt I wanted to fuck her mouth and started to jerk my hips forward, she stopped for a few seconds and said, “cum in my mouth my lover I want to drink it all down.”
“I’m cumming,” I said, louder than I had meant too.
“Mmmmmm,” was the noise I heard from her as she sucked all my fresh hot sperm down her throat.
She got up a picture of loveliness.
Black stocking a soaking cunny and little drops of my cum on her lips as she moved her tongue over them to take it all down.
“May I kiss you so I can taste both your juices I still have in my mouth and my cum from your tongue?” I bravely asked.
“I was just going to say the same thing to you too” she said with a smile.
”As she walked away her sexy ass showing, I thought I should have asked if I could have fucked her sexy ass previously after all, did her husband mean cunny penetration or her sexy ass as well?
Hmmm maybe best not to push my luck I thought.
She came back still no skirt or knickers on and passed me some moist wet wipes and a hand towel.
“I will go and make myself decent,” she said.
“You will always be in my memories for a wonderful time we had together, I said back.
I cleaned droplets of cum off and dried off with the hand towel and pulled up my red knickers and trousers.
She came back into the room and smiled.
“Now” she said, “Lets finish off with the carpet quote.”
Professional all again, like nothing had happened, I double checked my figures gave her the quote, and she wrote me a cheque for the full amount. I gave her a receipt.
“Thank you, I will make sure the job will be to you and your husband’s satisfaction,” I said.
“Well you certainly have so far,” she let out a cute giggle and lent forward and kissed me for what seemed minutes not seconds.
“Goodbye and thank you,” I said.
“Goodbye my lover” she said and gave me a sexy wink.
Roll on the next time she wants a carpet.

Published by LindaCD7a

1 year ago