In the days when I had an appliance business, people in my small town laughingly called me "Old Lonely" after the Maytag repairman. I often said I knew the back door to every house in town...
One July morning I was on my first service call of the morning, to Amy and Mike McMullen's to look at the problem with her dishwasher. Mike is the local Baptist minister and also teaches church history at a seminary about an hour away, so he is gone all day three days a week. He's a rather dull, dry British guy in his 50s, Amy is his second wife, 15 years younger, and she's cute, funny and chubby. Michael is one of those pastors who is passionate about his Bible but nothing else, and he firmly believes that a wife should be subservient to her husband, who is to decide all things. Thus Amy dresses modestly, never appearing in shorts or tight clothing.
I knocked on the door at 8:00 AM, and Amy came to the door in a robe and barefoot. She's only about 5'6 (I'm 6'4") so I looked down on her.
"Come on in, I'm glad you're here so early," she greeted me. "I just got up, so please excuse me for not being dressed."
"No problem, ma'am" I replied. "I hope I didn't wake you up."
"No, I just forgot you were coming this morning. Come on in, the kitchen's this way."
She led me back to the kitchen, where I knelt down and began working on the dishwasher. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked. "I'm just getting ready to fix a pot."
"Sure" I replied. I'm not a big coffee drinker, but it's considered rude to refuse an offer in small towns.
"I'll have to get some water from the sink. No, don't move, I'll just step over you," she said. By this time I was lying on the floor in front of the appliance, so I did as she asked. I glanced up as she stood over me at the sink, and was shocked to see she had on nothing but her robe! I could immediately tell that she's a natural redhead, both above and below - her carpet matched her d****s!
She hummed a little as she rinsed out the pot, then took her time filling the pot. I realized that she knew exactly what she was doing and was putting on a little show for me. As she moved around the kitchen gathering cups, coffee and filters, she stepped over me several times, her ample breasts swaying unbound under her robe. It was a summer weight robe, and I could see the bumps of her nipples poking up under it - that was a new development since first seeing her at the door! As was the bulge growing in my shorts.
She offered me the cup of coffee when it was done, and as she leaned down to hand it to me while I reassembled the dishwasher, her robe fell open far enough to reveal a long way down her cleavage. She smiled and said, "Oops!" and gave me a wink as she pulled it back. My face probably turned red - after all, she was a preacher's wife! I murmered my thanks and sat the cup down so I could finish.
When I got done, I stood up and she was sitting at the table. She raised her cup in a toast and I realized I was saluting her with the bulge in my shorts. I sat down at the table to fill out the paperwork and when she leaned over the table to sign, her robe fell open giving me a full view of her girls. I tore my eyes off her tits and looked up to see her smiling at me.
"I REALLY appreciate you coming so soon" she said. "Mike never gets around to taking care of anything I want him to do. He stays up half the night reading his Bible or working on his sermons and I wind up falling asl**p alone most nights."
"Well, I'm sure he takes his work very seriously" was the only reply I could think of at the time. I'm thinking, "Damn, if I had this waiting in bed I'd be porking her every night!"
I packed up my tool kit and started to get up. "Could you help me with something before you go?" Amy asked with a smile.
"Sure. What is it?"
"There's a box in the closet that's too high and heavy for me to move. I've asked Mike several times to get it down for me and since you're tall and strong, could you?"
She led me back to a bedroom her husband used as his office. The walls were covered with religious art, the tacky kind, and diplomas and pictures and inspirational quotes. The closet had a box on the top shelf, and I lifted it and turned around to see her robe had become untied. She said "Follow me" and led me down the hall, her round hips swaying. She led me into her bedroom and said, "Put it right over on the floor there. Can you help me open the lid?"
We both leaned over and as we did so, we bumped heads. I apologized and she said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did that hurt?" and reached out to rub the spot. I stood up, her hand still on my head and stepped around the box and said "Did I hurt your head?" and touched her long auburn hair. We stood there for a moment, and I decided "What the hell" and put both hands on her face and kissed the top of her head.
"There, that feel better?" I whispered.
"Mmm, yes" she said softly, "but that's not what aches."
"Does this ache?" I said, kissing down her forehead to the tip of her nose.
"A little lower."
"Here?" I asked, kissing her lips.
She was a very soft kisser, with full lips. We stood locked together for a long time until we had to break for a breath. She sighed and moved closer; I could feel those soft tits against me. I wrapped my arms around her, drew her to me and gave her another long kiss. My hands slid down to her ample bottom and I gave her a squeeze - she started rubbing herself against my now hard cock.
"Mmmm, you feel so good" she sighed.
I reached around and opened her robe. Her nipples were erect so I took one and started rubbing it. "Ohhh!" was her response. We continued kissing, then I felt her hand rubbing my cock through my shorts.
She almost went limp as I continued kneading her C cup breast with one hand, fondling her ass with the other. She was grinding her hips at me, her hand squeezing my cock, so I opened her robe fully and let it drop to the floor.
"GOD I need a man!" she panted. "I'm so tired of sl**ping alone!"
"I'm here now," I answered.
She unbuckled my belt, looking up at me for permission. I smiled back at her, and she began unzipping my shorts.
"Ooh that feels good!" she said, now handling my cock through my boxers.
"Sure does," I gasped. I was already starting to ooze precum; she could no doubt feel the wet spot she had created.
My shorts fell to the floor, and I stepped out of them to the bed she had left unmade that morning. I sat down on it and drew her to me, my hands around her butt cheeks and opened my legs wide so she could stamnd right in front of me. My cock bobbed between her thick thighs as I buried my face in her bosom.
She sighed and rubbed her tits on my face, so I began licking her stiff nipples. She shuddered and shook as I took them in her mouth - this was a woman with a direct nerve line from her nipples to her cunt! The aroma of her musk began to fill the room as she began to pant.
"You have the nicest tits!" I said, admiring them as I suckled and nibbled her nipples.
"Ohhh" was all she said. I moved one hand around from her ass and began kneading her cleft. Her red hair was long and silky, so I gently tugged at it. She parted her legs and I could feel how incredibly hot her loins were. She was steaming!
As I parted the folds of her plump outer lips, I could feel her wetness - she was soaked! Her pussy hair was slick with her love honey, and I delicately traced a finger around her inner lips. One of them hung lower than the other, so I took it between my thumb and finger and gently massaged and stretched it.
She groaned and began pushing me back onto her bed with her tits. I leaned back and she sprawled over me, her hand reaching down to my stiff cock. Her soft pudgy fingers felt so good as she stroked it. "Omigod - you're really big!" she gasped. "I never felt anything like this!"
I didn't say anything, because I had just found her clitoris. It was nubby and hard, swollen like a little bean. I stroked it with a feathery touch and she began writhing her hips. I slid one finger into her ridged cunt and it was sopping with love honey. "I gotta taste you" I said as I moved down from her chest to her tummy.
"Oh no - I've never had anyone kiss me down there" she said.
"WHAT! You've never been licked?" I asked, amazed.
"Oh no, Mike never does that," she said. "I know some people do, but I've never had it."
"Well, tell me to stop or I'm going down" I said.
I opened her thighs and traced my tongue down her mat of hair. As I grazed my tongue over her clit, her grinding hips moved twice as fast so I just concentrated on her clit with my tongue, circling it, twirling it, top and bottom. I slid two fingers into her now-sopping cunt, and felt her muscles starting to contract as her orgasm approached. I was going full tilt boogie on her now, and sucked her clit in between my lips and began nibbling on it when she exploded!
"Oh my god. OH MY GOD! OH SWEET JESUS! Oh DON'T STOP!!! OHH GODDDD!" she prayed, bucking and heaving as my face was drenched with copious amounts of girlcum. She clamped her thighs around my ears and held my head with both hands, forcing my face into her pussy as she was wracked with spasm after spasm of climax. I thought she would never stop coming, and I almost suffocated until I was able to pull back and draw a deep breath. She smelled wonderful, her musk filling my face till I could smell nothing but woman's love lotion.
I kept it up until she said "I can't take any more - it's too sensitive to touch!" so I moved to her outer labia, and began munching them with my teeth. She shook and twitched every time I touched her, like she was getting an electric shock. I moved up her body, to her tits and again every time I touched her she shook again. Her eyes were closed, her face pulled into a grimace as the waves of orgasm came again and again. Her face and breasts were bright red, flushed with her climax.
Amy opened her eyes and they were almost glazed and unfocused. "I've NEVER felt like that before! What did you just do?" she whispered.
"Just what any man can do who knows what a woman wants," I replied.
"And what does a man want?" she groaned, "Tell me?"
"Ever sucked a man's dick?" I suggested.
"No, that's something Michael never does either. He says sex is God's way of being fruitful but we shouldn't do anything like sodomy."
"Well, would you like to try?"
"Tell me what to do" she gamely replied.
She moved down the mussed bed and knelt over my erect shaft, looking at me with question in her eyes. She grasped it with her chubby little soft woman's fingers, and lightly kissed the tip.
"That's right, now run your tongue up and down the shaft. Ooh, that feels great! Now around and around the tip."
"Like this?" she asked, worried if she was doing it right.
"Oh yeah, like that. Now kiss it and take it into your mouth."
She began opening her soft lips around it and slowly took me into her mouth. Her tongue was warm and wet around my shaft, and she took almost half of it into her lips before she began to slide back up it.
"That's right, up and down, nice and slow so I can feel it all.
I reached over to her dangling breasts and began to knead them. As I did, she began to gyrate her hips again, so I slid a finger back into her slick cunt. Her thighs were still dripping from her last orgasm, so I rubbed her thighs and pussy with her juice as she worked on sucking her new lollypop.
After a little of this I felt myself getting ready to blow. Not wanting it to end here, I pushed her off my cock.
"Am I doing something wrong?" Amy asked, worried.
"No, I think that's enough of that. I don't want to go off yet"
"You mean you can cum that way?" she asked.
"Yes, but I don't want to come there. I want to feel your pussy."
She laid on her back and spread her legs. "Not like that, honey. Turn over."
"But this is how we do it," she asked, puzzled.
"I'm not a missionary, hun, and I like to drive it deep."
She laid on her tummy and I said, "Now kneel with your ass in the air."
She did so, and I guided my muscle to her slick opening. I began parting her pussy lips and brought the head of my shaft to her babyhole.
...To be continued...
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