I met my husband when I was 18, married a year later. From then on I had never considered being with another man, even though our life style would have made affairs or flings relatively easy. Hubby has always worked in London during the week, arriving back Friday evenings, I usually stayed in the country with our son.
I've always had a strong sex drive, but as I saw myself as the loyal wife, I was happy to wait for weekends when he was home, or, when the need arose, masturbated, sometimes daily to keep myself satisfied.
For the past 9 years we have employed a handyman/gardener, I'll just call him J, who comes over 2, sometimes 3 times a week to help out. As the years have passed we have become good friends, someone I could talk to about anything. I never considered he might fancy me and even though he's a fit, attractive guy, I'd never once thought about him in a sexual way. An accidental eavesdrop on a conversation changed all that.
Two years ago my son went off to University, so for the first time in years I often found myself alone and lonely, so I looked forward more than ever for the days when J came over.
Last summer, my husband arranged with J, that a tiler friend of his would do some repair work to our bathrooms and kitchen.....skilled, fiddly jobs that J wasn't happy doing.
One morning while J and his friend were working, I had a walk into the village to have coffee with a local friend. I returned home around lunchtime and noticed through the hall window, that the 2 guys had stopped for lunch, and were eating their sandwiches on the patio. Before making them cups of tea, I quickly went upstairs to check on their progress. As I entered the bathroom, I was aware of their voices, clearly audible through the open window.....they were chatting about a 'hot chick', some sexy lady that they both seemed to fancy. I nearly had a heart attack when it became clear that they were talking about ME!
They obviously hadn't heard me return, so were happily chatting, totally oblivious to my eavesdropping.
They seemed to agree that I was sexy and were comparing ideas of what they'd like to do to me, and suggesting things they thought I might enjoy. Apparently, my 'gorgeous big' bum deserved a 'good slap'.....my 'little boobs' were probably sensitive and liked being squeezed......and I have the perfect mouth for blowjobs! When J admitted that he'd fancied me for years, I almost died. But the best was still to come. J then told his friend that more than once, when he had been alone in the house, he'd looked through my drawers and had found all sorts of sexy lingerie including crotchless panties.......and various 'toys'.......vibrators and dildos! All of which seemed totally feasible as I always kept my sex stuff in the drawer next to the bed. To say I was shocked would be a huge understatement.
My mind was racing, but finally I decided to act as if nothing had happened, so I headed downstairs to the kitchen, made them tea, and after taking a huge deep breath, headed outside. Strangely, their conversation had changed!
That evening, I sat down with a glass of wine, and started thinking about what I had heard. On the one hand I was shocked, but on the other, weirdly flattered that I'd been noticed.......desired......found attractive and sexy. I actually found myself becoming aroused. I tried to shake off those feelings, but couldn't, and by the time I went to bed I was feeling incredibly horny and turned on. Rather than going to bed in my tshirt and shorts, I put on my black crotchless panties, nothing on top. I masturbated, first with fingers, then with the largest of my vibrators. I was surprised that I wasn't thinking about my husband, in his place was J......I was imagining J in me........fucking me hard. I soon climaxed and quickly fell asleep.
The following day was Friday. I found my mind wandering, thinking about J, what he'd said. I masturbated again during the day and later that evening, when hubby got home, we went to bed and made love. Once again I imagined it was J, not my husband......my orgasm was the strongest in years.
When J arrived for work on the following Tuesday, I was excited to see him and I found myself studying him
more closely than ever before. I suddenly found him alluring, sexy and immensely attractive.
During the morning, J reminded me that we'd agreed to go to the garden centre to buy some plants, so we decided to go after lunch. Before leaving, I changed out of my grubby jeans and casual shirt, replacing them with a little flattering summer dress and sandals, before putting on make up and doing my hair. Sounds silly, but I wanted to look nice for him.
We set off in his van, me in the passenger seat. I was aware that on more than one occasion, J glanced down at my bare legs......I sat there wishing he'd reach over and touch my thighs, run his hand up my dress and stroke between my legs. I realised that I had tingles all over and my stomach was knotted and I was quite turned on.
When we'd chosen various plants, we drove home, and I helped him unload the van, placing the purchases neatly by the gate. I asked J if he'd like a drink.....it was getting on for 5, so I offered him a beer rather than his usual cup of tea. He looked slightly surprised, but said he'd love one. So he followed me into the kitchen.
He accepted a second small bottle as I sipped a glass of white wine. I hadn't eaten at lunch so the alcohol seemed to hit me rather quickly.
I have no idea why I said what I did, but almost without warning, I suddenly said......' J, I heard what you said about me'.
He had no idea what I was talking about, so I continued......' You were outside, talking to S. I was upstairs and could hear everything you were saying. You said you liked me, fancied me. You told him you'd been through my drawers.'
J looked awkward and said......' Heather, I'm so sorry, I didn't think you were here. What can I say, do you want me to go?'
There was a brief silence as we stared at each other, broken only by words I still can't believe I actually uttered........' I'm going upstairs, you can go if you want, or, you can come up in a minute. Your choice.'
Before J could answer, I turned, headed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the spare bedroom.
My head was spinning, my tummy churning and I remember thinking.......'Heather, what the hell are you doing?!'
I stood there, wondering if J was going to come up, or more likely, that I had made a complete arse of myself and I'd hear his van drive off!
I heard feet on the stairs, within seconds I could hear him on the landing. I called out......'I'm in here.'
J appeared in the doorway and as we looked at each other, I slowly started to unbutton my dress. He just stood there, watching, as I slipped it off, revealing my white lacy panties and matching bra. He didn't move.
I undid the bra and I was then very aware of him staring at my bare breasts.....nipples already like little bullets, erect with excitement.
Not one word was said. J moved toward me, grabbed me and kissed me hard on the mouth. I responded immediately, our tongues exploring each other. I honestly don't think I've ever felt so horny. This was certainly not 'love making', more just natural animal lust.
J's hands were all over me......I undid his shirt, and as he removed it, I was already grappling with his belt and zip. His trousers fell to the floor as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I reached for his hand and pulled him closer, before lowering his under pants. His fantastic cock almost leaped out at me. I'd only seen my husband's over the past 24 years, and only 5 others before that, but J's was the most gorgeous of them all. Longer and thicker, a big bulbous head, and a veiny shaft as straight as a ruler.......and big, bold beautiful balls.
I kissed the end before taking him in my mouth, I couldn't wait to feel him inside me.
I licked the length of his shaft before sucking on his ball sack......J let out a groan. I could tell he was feeling very horny too.
I started to suck him again, he took my head and started to fuck my mouth. He was thrusting hard, and I was almost gagging as he continuously hit the back of my throat. This seemed to turn him on even more.
He withdrew and pushed me back on the bed, one hand cupped and squeezed my breast as the other moved down between my legs. He started rubbing me through my damp panties before moving them slightly to one side, his finger gently moving up and down my sensitive lips, his thumb occasionally stroking my little clitoris.
He moved down, kissing the inside if my thighs before licking me as deep as his tongue would allow. His fingers were now inside me as he licked and teased my clit.......I could already feel my orgasm gradually growing.......I've never ever had an orgasm through oral alone, but I was sure I could have with J. He seemed to instinctively know what I needed.
He turned me over, removed my panties completely, and continued fingering me from behind, his tongue now teasing my anus. While I was lying flat on my front, he moved onto me......I'd tried this a few times with my husband, and because of his average length, he'd always slip out, J seemed to know what he was doing, so I let him get on with it!
He parted my legs a little, and pushed his cock deep inside me. God he was big, and I soon realised that there was no danger of him slipping out.
I was now so close....everything tingling........usually I have to help a little with some clit play, but not now!
He suddenly withdrew, turned me over, parted my legs wide and moved onto me in missionary position. He slipped back into my now unbelievably wet pussy and started fucking SO hard.
My orgasm reached and went far beyond anything I'd had before in my life.......it seemed to go on for ages. Stunning. I was hardly aware of J suddenly pulling out, kneeling over me, and ejaculating over my stomach and breasts.

I felt very guilty for a while, and the next few times J came to work were quite awkward. But we finally chatted about things, set some rules and guidelines, and now we have sex once a week.

 

this is a great story and i really could feel like you felt guilty for the time afterwards. "shocked" at what you just did but so turned on because it was so dirty.

 

Congrats
I always see that the men that come home to give me a service, do a full service including me. Yeah.

 

Oh my. What an intense story. Tension gives way to ........ either to denouement or orgasm.

 

Very sexy turns me on

 

The tile setter must have felt left out.

 

Hahaha! Fortunately he'd finished his jobs, or otherwise it could have been VERY awkward!x

 

Great story

 

Fantastic story.

 

Generally well-written story and powerfully intense sex in there. Next time include a blank line between your paragraphs or use the Indent feature here. Would love to read more stories from you.

 

Well thank you Norton X.

I will try to do better next time!X

 

Just think what fun you could have had if you had stripped naked and walked out
with the tea when the two men were initially chatting about you, and asked them
what they intended doing about it?

Now that could be twice a week sex - one with each now!

 

Loved the story @heatherw

I think there should have been a little bit more of a build up before the actual sex. But that's just me. Keep up the good work.

 

Well, that would have been interesting! Oh to turn the clock back!x

 

Great story. Makes me want to fuck the author of this story @heatherw

 

I really enjoyed your story. Thank u

 

Very good read!!!

 

Very hot , i like the animal lust idea and the fact that is wasnt lovemaking but all abouty our urges.Like to read lotx more heather

 

Super sexy. Lucky guy. Where do you live? I would enjoy coming around and fucking you until your eyes pop out.

 

This story made me feel like I was there watching all the action as it happened. Fantastic job. Looking forward to more stories from you.