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I’m often scrolling through the many marketplace posts on Facebook on the look out for tools and such. Scroll, scroll, scroll oh a picture of multiple tools stroon across the floor. Everything must go ASAP. Hmmm needs checking in case it’s a back of a van steal type.
A check over the pics. Yeah they are what am after. It’s fairly local 20 min drive and who’s the seller? Well there’s a profile pic of the very pretty seller. Other listings shows She has many man cave type items also for sale.
I message to check.
Are they still available. Are there any known faults? and when may I view.
“Yes still available you can collect tomorrow after 6pm. Haven’t a clue as never seen them in use!!”
The end of that message had me intrigued.
Sorry. Not to seem rude but you’ve never seen them in use?
“No. They have been in the shed for years. Apparently he’d rather spend time “staying late at work with the office slut!”
Ah right I understand. I’ll be round tomorrow.
I looked at the sellers profile pic again. Why wouldn’t he go home to her I wondered. Very pretty face was all I could see.
The sellers location is the other way from my work. So I go home first. Quick shower and change and back out the door. Should be there for 6:05.
I pull up to the house. Nice place. Looks like a 1940s 3 bed semi. Driveway for two cars but just a Tiguan on the drive.
Knock knock and the door opens. Evening. Kirsty isn’t it?
“Evening. Uh yeah it is. Do you mind going through the garden gate? All the tools are laid out on the patio for you.”
“Ah great excellent thank you.”
Following the path around to the back of the house I think about Kirsty having just seen her answer the door in her fluffy purple dressing gown. I wonder if she just gotten out of the shower. Or just gotten up? What’s underneath.
When I get to the patio there are maybe 40 various power tools, and Kirsty waiting for me, still in her fluffy purple dressing gown.
It’s the height of summer so I just ask.
“A bit warm to be in a thick fluffy dressing gown isn’t it?”
“Yeah it may be warm but this is just comfy and snuggly. Not that it’s hot anything to do with you what I wear!”
“No fair point. It was only something to talk about.”
“Yeah well you’re here for the tools aren’t you!”
I don’t respond back I just step over some saws, pick up one or two items and a battery charger.
“Is it alright if I test these?”
“Yeah up to you”
There’s an awkward pause before I ask if I can plug the battery charger in somewhere to see if the batteries will charge.
“Ohhh have you not brought your own battery.”
“I have but I’d buy these from you if they can charge.” I slip the batteries off the tools and Kirsty realises.
“Ummm yeah ok plug them in in here”
Kirsty steps back through the French doors into the Kitchen and her arm extends to direct me to a plug on the wall just inside the door. In goes the plug and the batteries slide on.
“Ah yeah they are charging”
Kirsty says “they’ve never been used so I guess they are dead and will need a while to charge?”
“Well a few minutes should do just to see. But yeah they are dead, if the batteries were no good it would flash up red I think”
“Ah well. Take a seat. I’ll stick the kettle on. Tea or coffee?”
“Oh. Thank you very much. Uh tea please. Milk and 1 sugar if that’s ok”
“Yeah ok. Take a seat at the table behind you or you going to look at more tools?”
“Oh I can look in a bit. Not gonna lie I been on my feet all day then rushed here so a sit down would be nice”
With that it was calm and surreal as I sat and we chatted. Tea was made and tea was drank while we chatted about, well stuff nothing particular. Well that was until I asked.
“So come on then what’s the full story?”
“Really.” Her hands now pressed either side of her empty mug. Rolling it between her palms. You could see the tension. “So he. He. He fucking lied to me. Telling me he’s going to be working late. When that lazy fat full of himself bastard was actually shagging that slut Shaz at the office! I was here waiting for him every night but no he was too tired or some other lame excuse and he didn’t lift a finger here at home and I work 9-5 as well!
The anguish was all over her face. It wasn’t denial or upset more pissed off and angry. So it wasn’t fresh info to her.
“How long ago did you find out?”
“Oh it’s been a few weeks now.”
“I’d seen that you had more than tools for sale?”
“Yeah I’m selling everything of his. He’s made his decision and fucked off. Some flat near his work. I bet he had it before he left here. Oh fuck I bet he fucking did!”
She nearly jumps from her seat as she darts up to a cupboard and pulls out a load of paperwork. Then goes to her phone and is scrambling through it.
“Oh that lying prick. He’s still lying it must have been months before.”
“Sorry I’m in his bank account. He’s had that flat for well at least a year it seems. I can’t search the payment back further than that. Oh shit I’m really sorry. You only came over for some cheap tools lol. Umm”
“It’s fine honestly. I mean not to sound like an asshole. This is more entertaining than watching the tele at home!”
“Cheeky sod. So your plans tonight are to just watch tele?”
“Oh and you in your purple fluffy dressing gown. What were you gonna be doing. Exploring the great heights of Everest!”
“Ha ha yeah ok I was just going to be in front of the tele and drinking wine probably. So no one at home waiting for you?”
“Ah no. I’ve been divorced a few years now. So house to myself. Tele a few beers and probably a pizza.”
“Hmmm pizza. That’s sounds good Ok let’s get pizza.”
“Oh right I’m staying for food then am I?”
“Oh you’d rather eat home alone watching television with a beer and leaving me here alone to do the same??”
“I didn’t say no.”
“Right go grab the tools you want and help me shove the rest back in the shed.”
I collected the items I wanted and shoved them in my boot and fucked off the hell out of there!
No kidding. I shoved the items I wanted in the boot after clearing the rest back in the shed before re-entering the kitchen.
The table had been laid with cutlery plates. Wine and a beer.
“You’re not vegetarian are you! I’ve ordered the pizza and a few extras!”
Kirsty shouted down from upstairs.
“Nah I’ll eat anything me!”
“Good have a seat, food won’t be long.”
I sit and grab the beer. No idea what tonight will now bring but it certainly isn’t a pint in front of the tele. I sit thinking about that damn dressing gown. What was underneath it if anything and what does Kristy look like underneath it. Maybe that is all changing upstairs. Will she be wearing something different now.
I hear the footsteps creaking down the stairs.
“Wow he didn’t even sort those stairs did he!”
“No he fucking didn’t. He just didn’t give a shit”
As she stepped off the stairs and turned to walk towards the kitchen I could see her again.
“Ah still cold then. Wearing that dressing gown”
“I told you it’s comfy and it’s got nothing to do with you”
“Oh so it just never comes off then?!”
With that the gown dropped. Finally I see Kristy. No longer wearing the dressing gown. A summer dress hangs off her gorgeous figure.
“Oh and now you keep your mouth shut!”
“Well yeah. Ummm wow. You’re stunning without your fluff on.”
Walking towards me was the figure of a 34 year old stunner. A cracking smile now with some subtle lippy, with some mascara and is that blush or is she blushing.
“Are you blushing cause I’m clearly checking you out. Is it from going up and down them stairs. Or have you applied it?”
“You are such a cheeky sod. Be careful cause we’ve only just met. Don’t ruin it by crossing the line into rudeness and insulting me.”
“Come closer then.”
“What for?” As she seems to involuntarily float closer.
My hand reaches to the side of her face. I caress the side of my thumb down her cheek and lean in bringing my face closer to hers.
I see her eyes close and her lips press forward.
We kiss and then snog. Her arms reach round me as her body presses against mine. I can taste that she’s freshened up. She also smells amazing. The doorbell goes and we snap out of the kiss. My thumb retracting from the side of her face.
“Ah interesting.” As I look at my thumb.
“What’s interesting” don’t want blush!
“Oh my fuckin god! Just for that. You can go and answer the door and get the damn pizzas.”
As I walk past her she can’t resist bending her smile.
“I know you’re looking at my ass right now!”
“Yeah I’m seeing how cheeky you really are!”
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That's alright that, please continue. |
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Great story and looking forward to more 👍🔥 |
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Great start and hope there’s more to come |
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As I get closer to the door I undo the front of my jeans out of view and drop my jeans and boxers down flashing my exposed ass at Kirsty.
“How’s that for cheek?”
“Oi get my pizza!”
“Where do you think I’m going!”
Pulling them back up I open the door.
“Evening. Cheers thank you. Here take this (little tip). Have a good night. Yep you to. Ta.” Door closed.
Pizza in hand I return to the kitchen/dining area but Kristy’s not there.
“Alright. Weird time to play hide and seek!”
“Im in here dumb ass!”
“Hold on. You see my ass and you think it’s dumb?”
“Nope your ass is fine. But you already know that you flasher but your dumb ass needs to come in here. What do you want to watch?”
I walk into the lounge.
“We are eating out of the box as neither of us are doing dishes tonight! You’re certainly not eating pizza here and leaving me to tidy up!”
“Alright fair enough.”
There is a table in front of the sofa where I place the 3 pizza boxes and sit down next to Kirsty. She hands me a glass of wine.
“I hope you drink wine cause that’s all I have and before you ask. No you’re not driving anywhere. You are staying here. You are getting some if you hadn’t already guessed from the kiss so yes you can drink. Alright?!”
I just stare into her pretty eyes. Smile coyly and sip from the glass she’s passed me. “Understood”
We eat pizza, wedges and chicken bites, there’s some film on in the background but it’s just background noise as we chat about, well just crap really. Nothing romantic. Both avoiding the ex conversation and just talking about nothing. While the pizza and wine are consumed.
The movie goes to ads and up pops some add for pharmacy.
“Oh shit!” Kirsty pipes up.
“What’s up you ok?”
“Well I’ve just realised I don’t have anything”.
“What do you mean?”
“Well I haven’t needed anything for a while being married an all. So I don’t have anything protection wise.”
What was a random conversation whilst eating has flipped like a light switch and it’s certainly back to the on position.
“You are very random. But you don’t need to worry I have some in the car. You worried about pregnancy or something else?”
“Oh I’m covered for pregnancy. Sorry just suddenly occurred to me. It’s been so long. I’ve been married so long. Oh my god. That cheating fucker had better not have got anything from her and passed it to me!”
“Am sure you’re fine. Am sure you have nothing to worry about!”
“Yeah I’d know by now wouldn’t I”
“When did you last . . . . “
“When did I last get any attention of my shit for brains ex? Well that would be what 8months ago I think. Yeah must be about that now”
“Oh yeah then I think you’re ok. I’m no dr but I’m pretty sure you’d have scratched away your pubes by now if you’d have gotten anything” I say whilst laughing trying to bring the mood back.
“You really are a cheeky fucker. I appreciate what you did there. Well done.”
“Go get them from ya car/van whatever you have out there and I’ll put this lot in the . . . .”
Before she could finish. I stand up. Grab the boxes and walk out the back door with them. Dropping them in the recycle bin on my way. Blip door open. Condoms in back pocket. Door shut. Blip and back to through the gate. Lock. Back door. Locked and No Kirsty.
“Just come up!” I hear from upstairs.
I check the lounge. Bottle and glasses have gone. So boots off and up I go.
Kirsty is already in bed bright lights are on in the hall and downstairs but the bedroom is dimly lit.
“Alexa turn all the lights off!” All lights aim the house are off and I realise the soft glow from the bedroom is candles. Around the room.
“Awww look at this. Very romantic.”
“Yeah well like I say. It’s been a while so . . . . “
“I understand”
I reach for the covers.
“Right, you’re not getting in here dressed. Def take them jeans and t-shirt off!”
I stand back up straight from have reached down for the covers. Grave then hen of my t-shirt and lift it off me. I watch as her eyes look over me. I slow down when I undo my belt and jeans. Letting them fall to the floor.
“Stand there a second”
All Kirsty can see is me stood topless in boxers as everything lay around my ankles. I’m slightly grown in my boxers but Kirsty soon changes that.
Kirsty sits up in the bed and flips the top of the cover down. Her gorgeous topless body on full show certainly gets me going and the slight blood flow is now a torrent and Kirsty watches as the bulge grows and moves in my boxers.
“Hmmm I like that reaction.”
“Well it’s. Bloody sexy view so . . .”
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brilliant absolutely brilliant |
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As soon as my body slides under the cover Kirsty’s hand is reaching for my cock.
“Jesus woman. Let me get in the damn bed!”
Not even sure why I’d left my boxers on at this point as they are already rolled, stretched and well bloody uncomfy now. I manage to swat her hand away just long enough to get the boxers off my crotch and ass and down my thighs. Allowing her the free access she so wanton desired.
It started with one hand grabbing at me as I entered the bed. Having had to thrust my hips up to shift the boxers she grabbed me with both hands. One on my shaft and the others on my balls.
“Kirsty!”
“Whaaaat”
“Slow the fuck down a second. I know it’s been a while but if you carry on like that. It’s either going to be over very quickly or you’re gonna snap it off!”
“Shit sorry did I hurt you?”
“No hun your alright but let me get these off cause clearly they aren’t needed now”
Boxers off as well as the socks that I hadn’t managed to take off before being pulled by my cock into the bed.
Having taken them off I turn and Kirsts face is that of a puppy having had its toy taken away.
I lift the covers and manage to look down over Kirsty’s stunning naked figure. Large Handfuls of boob. Slender tone to her body. Shapely hips and I can’t really see her legs or much below her naval as it’s too damn dark.
I look back up to Kirsty’s eyes and she still has that look.
“Are you settled in now. Do you need some sort of induction or we ready?”
“Fuck you ahahah”
“I bloody hope so” Kirsty responds and I lean into her and while sliding my right arm under her and bringing her closer. My left hand goes to her boob as we kiss.
The kiss turns into a snog and we are all over each other. She threads her right leg between mine and reaches for my arse to give it a squeeze.
“You look damn sexy.” “You ain’t that bad yourself. Lay on your back”
I lay on my back. The covers flung out of the way and Kirsty is now kneeling on the mattress by my hip admiring my hard cock as her hand strokes up and down its length.
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Great writing op. Really enjoying this. |
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Love it, it sounds so real, even learning boundaries |
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Must be throbbin as much as mine is now ... |
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Keep going it's starting to get good |
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Kirsty is going to town on my cock. If I’m not buried pressed down her throat. She has both hands twisting up and down my shaft as she licks and sucks my head. She doesn’t leave my balls out. They get fondled, licked and sucked and a wet finger even caresses just inside my ass. I have lucked out on the skills being applied to my cock.
As Kirsty is kneeling by my hip and angled slightly away from me. Her ass is in the air well within reach.
As Kirsty is putting dedication into the blowjob of the century, I caress my fingers over her ass. Admiring its sexy form. On feeling my hand on her ass Kirsty spreads her legs a little. Her cheeks already firm and apart giving an amazing view of a puckered asshole and very wet pussy. The spreading of her legs is a hint that I don’t ignore. I cup her pussy in my hand. Kirsty instantly grinds against it. Kirsty is fully into sucking my cock but she neeeeeds attention.
My fingers splay Kirstys wet lips apart. Running the length of her pussy. My fingers splay around her clit, exposing her pleasure button to my now soaking fingers. They glide over and around then back between her lips.
My left hand is now gripping Kristy’s hair. Fingers entangled. I time my press. Kirsty had both hands on my shaft. But as I clenched her hair she instantly moved her hands off my cock and gave no resistance as I pressed her head down. She positioned her tongue and I plunged her down on my cock just as I pressed my fingers into her pussy. Her lips pressed into my groin. My fingers pressed upto my fist inside her pussy. My hands mimic each other. As my cock withdraws from her mouth so do my fingers withdraw from her pussy. Same speed, same pressure.
We both moan our enjoyment. Kirsty somewhat muffled.
I remove my hand from her hair and pussy. I grab her hips and lift her over me. She parts her legs once again so now a knee resides either side of my head. I grab an ass cheek in each hand. Spreading them as well as pressing them down. My tongue lapping between her lips exploring to find a reaction.
My right hand presses wet fingers around her ass while my dry left hand aims to get soaked inside Kristy’s pussy. |
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Right im off to look for some tools... |
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