I was having some work done on my home recently and very much like the one workman that was doing the painting and wallpapering. He was handsome, strong and a really masculine guy. I knew he’d seen me looking at him and he smiled at me. He asked if I liked his work, and it was perfect. You couldn’t find a mistake anywhere. He asked me suggestively if there was anything else I liked and I smiled and said yes. He knew I meant him and he leaned over and kissed me. It went to a passionate kiss pretty quickly and soon we were tearing one another’s clothes off right there in the living room.
The other workers had all left and he’d been packing up for the day when I came in to check the work. The ladder was still up and I soon found myself gripping at it behind me as he raised me up in his arms to slide his dick into me. He quickly stripped off his clothes and his magnificent dick was hard as a rock. I knew I had to feel it inside of me and I loved it when he started to place it in. I opened wide and spread for him.
My pussy was getting so wet as we fucked. I was milking his dick as he plunged it in and out of me. My tits were shaking wildly from side to side. I was afraid the ladder might go over and us with it as he bucked against me, but it didn’t. I knew I was going to cum. I was breathing faster and heavier and he sped up his thrusts. I came explosively as he pumped into me and I gushed on his shaft. He then shot his load into me with one final grunt. We caught our breath as he set my legs down and I let go of the ladder. I likely won’t see him again, but it was one hot fuck.
