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By *abbing OP Man
over a year ago
Belfast |
(This story is inspired by an ex….I’ve embellished a few details but its based on true accounts of a few of her past escapades and told from her perspective).
We’d finally got around to replacing our old kitchen, after what seemed like months of arguments with my husband over the colour, style and cost, we were finally getting it installed. I had a few days off from my job at the local collage due to mid-term, so my husband left me with explicit instructions to keep an eye on the Kitchen fitters to make sure things were done right – I wasn’t exactly relishing the idea of spending my time off listening to the sound of power drills and hammers, but reluctantly agreed.
It was the morning the fitters were due to arrive, I was midway through a particularly naughty dream when I was annoyingly awakened by my husband getting up for work. I rolled over and pulled up the warm duvet, desperately trying to see if I could dose off again in the hope I could finish my naughty dream!
But a short time later I heard a van pull up followed the doorbell, so I’d just have to make do with a setting aside so time for a naughty day-dream later instead!
I put on my dressing gown and went downstairs to let them in….”Hi I’m Steve, we’re here to do the kitchen“
I’d only spoken to Steve on the phone until now, but was taken back by how handsome he was - he was late 30s, rugged and well built, with bulging biceps poking out of his t-shirt sleeves. Rob, his younger apprentice was even hotter….about 21, gorgeous looking, slim lean build, with a cheeky glint in his eye and a cocky manner.
I didn’t usually take much notice of other guys, but recently our sex life had taken a nose dive…my husband was working away a lot, he was tired when he was home and I’d recently caught him flirting with a female colleague via text – he insisted it was just some innocent banter fun but I was still pissed off with him. We were having less sex because he was either away or tired all the time and I’d found I was spending more time with my vibrator….and having more fantasies about sex with other guys while I masturbated.
As I put the kettle on for Steve and Rob, I suddenly felt a bit self-conscious stood there in my dressing gown with just a vest top and underwear underneath….I tightened my robe and gave them their coffee. “I’ll leave you to it guys, let me know if you need anything”, I said.
I went back upstairs to get dressed, but quickly found myself having naughty thoughts about the rugged guys downstairs – Maybe I was still a bit horny from my unfinished naughty dream, or maybe it was because I’d not had a decent seeing to in weeks but, I felt like I needed a release, so lay on bed and started to touch myself. I reached for my bullet vibrator, closed my eyes, pressed it gently against my clit and let it work its magic. Just as I was moments away from cuming, a voiced shouted from downstairs “hey love, you there?”
I jumped up from the bed and hurriedly pulled on my dressing gown, worried someone would walk in on me.
I rushed down stairs….what’s wrong I asked? You mind if we turn your water off? Steve said, we didn’t want to just go ahead in case you were in the shower…..I suddenly got flushed, wondering if they could have heard my vibrator and realised what I’d been up to!
“No problem you go ahead and switch it off – I’ll have my morning shower after you’re done” I said.
I went back up to my room to finish where I left off ….and noticed Rob outside at the van
It was mid summer, so was already heating up even though it was still early. As I glanced out I saw Rob taking his top off. I couldn’t believe how lean and chiselled he was – my pussy, still wet from my interrupted play time was tingling just looking at him. He glanced up to the window and caught me red handed peeking through the curtains from upstairs, practically drooling over his buff body – I was so embarrassed, he just gave me a cheeky wink and strode back inside
I was about to flick on my vibrator again when the hammering and drilling started, so I decided to go read a book instead and save it until later when I could relax in a nice hot bath and get myself off without the racket downstairs.
We’ll need to switch your power off for a bit love….this extractor fan wiring is a mess” Steve shouted. “Rob, go find the meter box, I have a call to make”
…….Rob came into the living room where I was reading, I could feel my still damp pussy tingling as I tried not to stare at him with his top off.
“Wana show me your meter box love”, he said with a cheeky wink….. |
