The Postman Calls

Early afternoon, just chilling until my Wednesday fuck buddy arrives this evening. Dan will be here later for dinner then we are back home for us to fuck the night away.

Just after 1pm the post office van pulls onto my driveway. I glimpse out of the window and see it is my regular postie Clive making his way to my door with a small bundle of letters. When he calls I know he enjoys a cuppa and a chat, plus a peek at my body. It’s kind of cute really seeing Clive in his regulation shorts sporting a healthy boner!! He is late 40’s married and quite a pleasant bloke really.

When I see it’s him I slip off the wrap I’m wearing and go over to the front door to let him in. As per usual he takes in my naked body whilst sitting himself at the kitchen table, by now completely forgetting to hide his ever-increasing erection!! I hand Clive his customary cuppa sit myself down for a chat about all the non-events that had happened locally. He’s a lovely guy but does like to gossip!!

Feeling the need for a bit of excitement, out of the blue I ask Clive if he'd like me to suck his cock. He seems somewhat taken back, mumbled yes as I unzipped his navy shorts. His cock sprung to attention as I lowered his shorts and pants to his ankles. Kneeling between his hairy legs I took his very adequate cock in my mouth firstly licking the shaft followed by sucking the whole thing and taking it all in my throat. Over the years I’ve learnt to suck and simultaneously lick the underside of the shaft, always a winner!!

A few times Clive was nearing orgasm so I eased off to prolong the experience. Finally he was grunting and making all sorts of noise, he was ready. I released my mouth from his cock and told Clive ‘All over my face now Clive’ and by fuck didn’t he just, drenching my face with so much semen it was dripping off onto my breasts.

I slipped to the bathroom to shower, by the time I returned Clive was dressed and ready to go finish his round.