The Perks of being a Realtor
written by:
sureshot

The Perks of Being a Realtor, by Sureshot

My name is Mark Adams and I live in the north part of Atlanta, GA. I am 39 years and a widower, my wife having died two years ago from ovarian cancer. I have a very successful real estate business, primarily selling North Georgia Mountain homes and acreage. I am 6'3" and weigh 225, having been a college football and basketball player. My primary physical activity these days is racquetball, which I play daily. I live in a gated condo community in Cherokee County and my office is nearby. Due to my wife Heather's death, I dove into my work to ease the pain of her loss.

My staff consists of two other realtors. Cindy Carroll, whom we all affectionately call "CC," is a 29 year old beauty whose husband is off in Afghanistan with the Marines. CC is 5'6" with shoulder-length dark brown hair and a figure that I'd estimate at 37D-30-36. CC was a cross country runner in college, winning some national notoriety while in college at UGA in Athens. She has very long, well-toned legs which capture my eyes all too often. And there is Mike Simon, a veteran realtor with some 35 years of experience. Rounding out the office is Brenda Savage, who effectively runs the office, is a married woman of 10 years, is 30 and a blond whose visage is the reason for many a nightly erection. She and hubby Phil are still trying to have kids.

One Tuesday morning I got a call from some people near Blue Ridge who wanted to list their property as they were in the process of retiring and wanted to sell out and move to Florida to be near their kids and grandkids. I asked CC if she wanted to go with me and she agreed to make the hour or so trip with me.

When she got into my car she smelled heavenly with some clean, fresh cologne. It really turned me on to the scent of a woman which I have missed for over two years. Stealing glances at her shapely legs, well-encased in sheer nylon, began driving me wild. We chatted about this property, of which I'd done the background on comparables in the area. I filled her in about the people. Frank Dawson was a retired Lieutenant Colonel in the Army and his wife Tina was a retired college-level educator. The GPS took us right to the half-mile long driveway and up to the house, which resembled a southern plantation. complete with huge white columns.

Tina welcomed us at the door and we went inside where she had a pot of coffee prepared. Frank soon appeared, shook our hands, and we got right down to business. They had 37 acres, 2 fairly new barns, some 25 acres of rentable pasture land, and a 5000 square foot home complete with an outdoor hot tub. Frank and Tina had a price they were comfortable with and it was quite obvious they'd done their homework, as my figure and theirs was only $1000 apart. We quickly agreed on the price and drew up the 6-month contract for our services. CC had her laptop and printer humming and in no time we had a signed contract. We got keys to the place, as Tina and Frank were about to leave for the Atlanta airport to fly out for an 11-day cruise. We still had many pictures to take to put an MLS and other property search engines, so we bid the Dawson's a warm 'good-bye.' CC and I shed our suit coats at the car, grabbed the camera and began our virtual tour of the home and outlying property. We began with the pasture land, walking a well-worn path to a cattle guard gate. CC was snapping away, showing the guard, the sturdy fence, barn, and land. Then, out of nowhere came a question.

"Mark, did you ever have a fantasy of making love in the open?" she asked confidently

Stunned, I fumbled my words. "Well, I,I, I guess when I was younger. I had a lot of fantasies."

"About sex?" She quizzed

"Where is this coming from, CC?" I asked back.

"Oh, I was just thinking," she quipped. "We are here, two adults: you a widower, my husband 6000 miles away, and both of us with needs, being here in this place! I know I've seen you stare at me and my legs (she pulled up her dress to show me). Would you like to see the rest? I know that I certainly would!"

"I don't know what to say, CC," I said sheepishly. "This really catches me off guard!"

She walked up to me. kissed me lightly on the lips, grabbed my belt buckle, and said, 'Good, now let me see what I have dreamed about!"

CC had my pants open in no time and had my cock out in the warm Georgia air. My hands instinctively cupped her breasts as our lips met--lightly at first, then feverishly. Since we were standing near a tractor with a scoop attached, we stripped and placed out clothes on the bucket and two naked bodied embraced.

"Oh, Mark, It's been so long for me. I need you to fuck me hard, OK?" CC ordered.

"Absolutely!" I replied as our hands were all over each other.

I turned CC around and had her bend over the tractor tire. She opened her legs and with my rigid cock in hand, had no trouble searching for her dripping wet pussy. I impaled myself to the hilt, bent over and grabbed her breasts from behind, and furiously thrashed her pussy. CC was uttering something I couldn't understand, but she was in pure bliss. It had been quite a while since I'd had sex with a woman I got off of Atlanta Backpage. I felt strong and the feel of a wet pussy on my cock was a delight once again. We were both off in a frenzy.

"Oh, Mark, I'm going to cum on your cock right NOW!!!!!!!" she yelled. Two more violent thrusts and I spilled my load. What a sensation! She kept milking my cock till she was physically spent and I was soft. As I stepped back my cock exited her body with a plop. As we came down from the staggering orgasm we just held each other.

"Oh, Mark, thank you. I really needed that!" CC said.

"Me. too!" I replied.

We got dressed and continued our outside photography. Then we turned our attention to the inside of the spacious home. CC did her thing as I turned out the lights room after room. After nearly an hour we were finished with our picture-taking. As we were upstairs, looking out a huge picture window at the Blue Ridge Mountains, CC grabbed my hand.

"How about another round, Mark?" she said with eyes that were begging.

"Oh, why not!" I said as I took CC into my arms.

"This time I want to suck your beautiful cock!" she said with a smile.

"And I want to taste your pussy on my tongue, too, my dear," I replied.

We found a vacant bed, slowly took off our clothes and got into a 69 position on the bed. It was wonderful, lapping a wet, musky pussy while having this vixen deep throat my cock. After a few minutes of this CC said:

"Lay down on your back, Mark! I want to control this one."

I did as CC asked and she then straddled me and aimed my piece of fleshly steel into her waiting wet heat. CC expertly rode my cock, extracting all the pleasure she could muster without tipping me over the edge. I amused myself with two mounds of soft flesh. Both breasts had huge nipples, which I expertly rubbed and lightly pinched. CC even bent over so I could take them and her large, soft aureoles between my lips and suckle them, giving CC waves of pleasure. She pushed me away from her breasts and put her hands on my chest and rode my cock slowly. With her eyes closed, CC was lost in a world all her own. Her pace quickened and I sensed she was about to explode. I was ready myself, so I let her simply milk the cum from my cock, which she did, again with a loud yelp, squeezing her thighs together, strangling my cock in her depths. CC remained motionless, impaled on my cock.

"Oh, Mark, that was better than the first, if that is possible!" she exclaimed.

"I definitely agree," I replied. "You are one remarkable woman CC. I have never been drawn into an explosion the likes of which you just gave me."

She leaned forward and we kissed passionately for quite some time before she dismounted. We found some towels and cleaned up, taking them with us, knowing we'd return and bring them back clean when we were with clients. We locked the doors behind us, went to the car, got a For Sale sign into the ground, and returned to the office and spend nearly two more hours downloading the pictures into the virtual program. CC put it out online and we waited for someone to show some interest. The Dawson's were quite firm on the price and weren't about to let anyone lowball them. The rest of the day we went our separate ways on our various listings.

Over the next few days we had no activity on the Dawson property. It went on MLS with a beautiful virtual tour of the home and property. It was priced right, but we all knew it would take a special buyer for the place. So, rather than mope about this, we all had enough on our plates to keep us busy. I was just about out the door to a closing on a single family home when Brenda shouted at me to wait. She had a call about the Dawson place.

"Hello, this is Mark Adams, how can I help you?" I opened the call.

"Hello Mark, my name is Tina Howard and I live near Lima, Ohio. My husband Rob and I are looking to relocate to Georgia and found the listing for this awesome property. I plan to make a trip to see it. can that be arranged? she asked.

"Of course it can," I responded. "I will pick you up from the airport when your flight arrives. We will provide housing and meals for you as well. Sound OK with you?"

"WOW, that's first class treatment," she responded. "I will take you up on it. I will make flight arrangements today and fax them to your office. My husband will not be able to come this time, but soon he will make a separate trip and we will compare notes."

"OK, just fax Brenda, our office manager, with your info and I will get you and show you this wonderful property. The owners are on an extended cruise now, but you just might get to meet them if it all works out."

"Sounds good to me," she said. "I can't wait to meet you. See you soon!"

As I went to my closing I phoned CC to let her know about the happenings. She, too, was thrilled. When I returned several hours later from my closing, I gave the check to Brenda who handed me Tina Howard's itinerary. She was arriving on Thursday afternoon at 1:30pm on Delta from Cincinnati. This being Tuesday, I had Brenda make room reservations at the Executive Suites not far from here.

Wednesday was so full I had no time to think about Tina Howard or the Dawson property. I helped Mike with a situation and accompanied CC to two closings. It was nearly 5pm when I realized I hadn't eaten all day. I asked CC to join me and she gladly accepted. After we ordered a margarita CC quizzed me a bit.

"Well Casanova, are you going to charm Mrs. Howard to write a check for the property?" she asked with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" I replied. "If you mean anything sexual, forget it! This is a client, a married client, remember!"

"That didn't stop you when WE were together in Blue Ridge, now did it?" she said.

"Caught!" was all I could say. "And it was wonderful, I freely admit--wonderful!"

"Would you bed her down if it would sell the property, there Mr. Adams?" She said with a huge hint of sarcasm.

"Well, if the situation presented itself I'd give it consideration," I responded.

"Well, it is presenting itself again right now," CC said. "I need you again so I can feel human. I need to make love again and I cannot wait another day. After we eat, can we go to your place?"

"Well, putting it that way---Yes, we can!" I said with a huge smile. So we went to my place and made love twice before getting some much needed sleep.

I got up and made CC and me some breakfast and we were soon off to the office, she in her can and me in mine. It would take me nearly an hour and a half to get to Hartsfield so I was out the door, my sign that read Tina Howard, in my hand. I found a place to park, which at this time of the day, is nearly impossible. I went inside and waited at the top of the huge escalator that brings passengers to Baggage Claim. Since she was flying Delta, she'd be on the south set of carousels.

After a lengthy wait, I saw a jet-black-haired beauty scanning the signs from people like me. She approached and said, "Hi! I'm Tina Howard. You must be Mark Adams." With that she threw her arms around me and gave me a hard kiss on the lips!

"Welcome to Atlanta, Mrs. Howard," I said, directing her toward the baggage carousels. "Did you have a good flight?"

"Superb!" she responded. "I only hope the rest of the trip goes in like manner!"

"Well, Mrs. Howard," I said, "I will do everything in my power to see that it does!"

"Oh, I'm sure you will!" she smiled.

We got her bags and headed to my car. I found it quite difficult to take my eyes off of her. Let me give a brief description of Tina Howard. She is every bit of 5' 8" tall, my estimate is 135 lbs,. and a rough measurement of 38-29-37. Her legs were encased in sheer nylon which accented her grey business suit and white, opened collar shirt. Rings adorned her hands, with the exception of the ring finger of her left hand!!

When we got to my car she saw the sun roof and asked if it could be opened. It had been cold in Iowa and much warmer here in Georgia. So, as soon as I closed her door, I was in my seat, engine running, and the sun roof now wide open. Her skirt had ridden up a bit, displaying two well-shaped, firm legs. I suddenly let my mind wander a bit wondering what the rest of her looked like.

We were soon on I-75 and traffic was horrible. I told her what I'd planned for her trip.

"Today we will get you to your hotel where we can check you in. You can freshen up and rest today," I said. "Tonight I will take you for dinner if you wish and we can see the new video of the Dawson property."

"I'd love to have dinner," Tina responded. "Do you know of a 'good' Bar-B-Q restaurant? We get a lot of steak and potato places in Iowa. I'd like to get some of the local flavor!"

"I certainly do know of an excellent place. It's called Williamson Brothers in Canton. It's one of the best in the area," I said proudly. "Now that we have that out of the way, tell me a bit about yourself, Tina."

"Well, not much to tell. Married, no kids-Rob never wanted any. I raise and breed horses, Rob raises cattle and manages his family farm of some 2000 acres. Rob goes to all the cattle sales. I hate them. I know he's seeing a woman from the cattle auction company. She's young, well younger than me, very blonde, and has the reputation of being a good cocksucker. I've got bigger tits than she does, but nearly every man at the auction drools over this chick. I just don't see it," she said.

Tina went on for a while and was near tears at one point. "But," she said, "enough of my woes. I've come to see some property where I can raise and breed my horses in a more friendly climate. Rob can come down when he wants, tend whatever he wants. As long as I am happy that's about it."

It was hard to respond to her story. So I didn't try to be trite, giving some stupid answer both of us knew would be full of bull. At a red light I just turned and looked at her and said, "You are one strong woman, Tina Howard--one strong woman!"

"That I am, mark, that I am!" came her reply.

The rest of the trip to her hotel was in silence as she drank in all the scenery and the warming air. She shifted in her seat a few times, giving me a good look at her gorgeous thighs, encased in sheer nylon. As I went over a set of railroad tracks it was a bump that revealed what I expected--thigh highs!

We got to the hotel and I gathered her suitcase and overcoat. Since I already had pre-paid the bill, I had the room key. We entered the elevator and I pushed 4 on the panel. She smiled at me as we rode to the 4th floor. The door opened and we exited down the hallway to room 410, a room with a King-sized bed and all the amenities one could ask for, including a bar.

"Oooh, a bar," Tina exclaimed. "Will you make us a drink while I retire to the ladies room? Make mine scotch with a splash of water."

I poured two scotches and a splash as that is what I drink as well. As Tina reappeared I handed her the drink and she lifted her glass to make a toast.

"To a fun-filled weekend and a good business deal!" she said. And we touched glasses and retreated to the deep couch where we sat and sipped our scotch a while.

"Now, Mark, tell me about yourself--and don't leave out the details," Tina demanded.

"Well, there's not a whole lot to tell. I am a widower now for a couple of years. I played college football and basketball. I have no children. I have been a realtor for about ten years, dealing primarily with mountain cottages and tracts of land," I said. "I love what I do and making people and property come together is a challenge and is quite rewarding when I can make all the pieces fall into place. And now I would like you to see the latest video of the Dawson property."

I got out my computer and got everything running. Tina sat next to me, quite close, in fact, with our legs touching. At first I thought nothing of it, but as I went through the presentation I could feel the heat begin to generate between us. My cock began to slightly stir and I had to shift my position to alleviate some discomfort. Tina asked a barrage of questions and I had an answer for them all, much to her delight.

I stopped long enough to make us another drink and then resumed the presentation. "This doesn't really do justice to this piece of property," I said.

"I cannot wait to see it in person," Tina responded.

"So, would you like to get some dinner?" I quizzed.

"Later, Mark," she said. "Right now I want an appetizer!"

"But, there's no food here, Tina!" I said.

"O silly, I wasn't thinking of food right now," she said as she put down her glass, got off her barstool, and stood right in front of me. "I mean you! I want you as an appetizer!" And with that she threw her arms around my neck and we kissed ever so sweetly. I responded by holding her closely.

"My husband hasn't been able to give me an orgasm in several years. If you can do that then you have a sale!" Tina said bluntly. "I want you to make love to me, Mark. I don't want sex, I want a loving experience and I think you are the man for the job!"

With that I stood, took her in my arms, and kissed her hard. My hands began exploring her body lightly. She took note of my hardening cock, so I led her over to the bed and began to slowly undress this magnificent woman. After I drank in her nudity, which was astounding, I lay her back on the bed, opened her legs, grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor, and knelt so I could give her pussy some tongue action.

She twitched a bit at the first touch of my tongue, but after that Tina relaxed as I said, "Enjoy!" I licked and licked her protruding clit, lapping her flowing juices as well. I took her clit softly between my lips, gave a quick nibble with my teeth which raised her hips off the bed. I repeated this over and over, undoing my pants and freeing my cock from its confines. I reached up and gently squeezed her breasts and nipples which set off moaning. I must have been doing the right thing because, after nearly 35 minutes, she tensed up, squeezing my head between her velvety thighs. "I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, raised her hips, and leg go with an orgasm that wracked her entire body. I continued my tongue action, squeezing her breasts still.

After a few minutes Tina said, "Stop, Mark, I can't take any more right now!"

I stopped and dropped my trousers and lay next to her on one elbow. I made circles on her breasts with my fingers as she basked in the afterglow of her powerful orgasm.

"I haven't had one of those in years!" she exclaimed. "You have a talented tongue. I only hope your cock is just as skilled!" With that, she rolled over and we kissed softly, her body still shaking from her bout!

"Take off your clothes and lay down, Mark!" she ordered. I complied.

Tina took hold of my cock and stroked it with hands of velvet! She got up on all fours and lowered her head and engulfed my cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. Instinctively I rubbed her ass and her back, but she stopped, took my hand, and placed it at my side with a "stay there!" She returned to my cock and swirled her tongue all over it, sending shockwaves over my entire body. I raised my hips and she pushed them back down. My cock was saturated with her saliva and it looked so damned sexy. She sucked on the tip of my cock and that was all it took. I told her I was going to cum and I did--buckets full. She didn't miss a drop! She continued to lick till I was soft, leaving my cock for my lips.

"That was wonderful!" I said.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mark! Tina said. "Usually it's much better than wonderful!"

With that I grabbed her and tickled her ribs till she cried 'uncle.' I suggested we get something to eat and Tina readily agreed. We went for that Bar-B-Q dinner. Over dinner she asked more about the property and I answered all of her concerns. I took her back to the hotel and bid her a good night, as it was late and she was tired.

"I'll pick you up at 8:30am for breakfast," I said. I went back to my condo and slept like a baby!

The next morning, a Friday, I arrived a couple of minutes ahead of 8:30 and went into the lobby to wait for Tina. She emerged from the elevator, walked up to me, gave me a huge hug, and we kissed. We went into the restaurant attached to the hotel and were greeted by a hostess whom I had sold a home to.

"Well, Mark," Yvonne said, "Who's the beauty with you?"

"She is a client from Iowa here to look at a tract of land in Blue Ridge."

"Sweetie, this man is a charmer! He can sell anything, especially himself!" Yvonne quipped with a laugh. "Hope you find what you are looking for."

Yvonne seated us and the waitress took our order.

"Did you bed her down too, charmer?" Tina said with a smirk!

"No I did not!" I responded

"Well, Mark, you can charm me anytime. It's been years since I've been romanced the way you did yesterday!" Tina said bluntly. "In fact, you can charm me all you want!"

I just smiled as I sipped my coffee. We finished our meal and were off to the office to have the rest of the staff meet Tina. There were handshakes and hugs all around and Tina gave a synopsis of her life and her hopes of raising and breeding horses here in Georgia.

We grabbed a cup of coffee for the road and were off on the hour ride up to Blue Ridge. The weather was nice so I opened the sun roof once again and let the breeze cascade over us. Tina reclined her seat a bit and seemed to want to snooze. But she then grabbed my hand and brought it to her breasts and just said, Rub!" Who in their right mind would turn her down? Certainly not me.

As I rubbed I also opened a few buttons so I could feel flesh. It was warm and supple with nipples protruding upward to meet my fingers. I could hear Tina moaning a bit which encouraged me more. On my own I let my hand travel further south and I gently pulled up the hem of her dress, exposing some sheer white panties. I rubbed all over, concentrating on her slit. Her teeth were now clenched and her hand was on top of mine. She took the top of her panties and pulled them down so I could slide my finger along her slit. She was wet!! She forced my middle finger inside of her and rode my finger till she collapsed in a heap. I tried to move my hand but, with eyes shut, simply said, "NO!" I left it there till I came to the road we had to turn off to get to the Dawson property. Soon we went over the metal cattle guard entrance and Tina say up to look around.

"Look really nice, Mark" she said. "Remind me, how many acres are there?"

"Thirty seven actually. Two are taken for a right of way for the county," I replied.

We pulled up to the house on the circular dirt driveway and got out of the car. Tina had a camera in hr hand and began shooting pictures in each direction. I suggested that we walk the property and she agreed, even though she wasn't wearing the best shoes for an outdoor setting. We walked a well-worn road toward the big red barn. She'd stop periodically and snap a picture. We looked inside, something I admit I didn't do when CC and I were there previously. It was neatly arranged inside with a concrete floor, all implements lined up in a row. It was complete with a straw pile and some bales of straw in perfect arrangement. More pictures.

Then Tina said this, "How would you like a roll in the hay? We have the hay and no one to bother us. Are up for it?"

"Sure, why not!" I replied.

At that point I took Tina in my arms and we kissed. The kisses grew more passionate and our breathing more shallow. As our lips were locked together I began unbuttoning her blouse as she worked on my belt buckle and zipper. Soon we were both quite naked and I was sporting a rigid erection. Tina grabbed hold and began stroking it slowly as I kneaded her amply breasts. After a few minutes of this I led her over to the hay pile. I glanced in the office and saw an Indian blanket, retrieved it, and spread it out on the hay.

I laid Tina down and she got comfortable and spread her legs, inviting me inside. I'm no fool, so I dived in, put the head of my cock at her entrance, and pushed forward till I was imbedded. An "O my god" escaped her lips, which I covered in a kiss. It was very comfortable in the hay and we soon got into a pleasant rhythm. I devoured her breasts, sucking her nipples into my mouth. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was delirious, and she was moaning quite a lot. Her hands were rubbing my back and arms. An occasional "oh fuck" would come from her.

Her pussy was tight and juicy and I was having the time of my life. We'd gone on for nearly twenty five minutes or so when she dug her nails into my back, warning me that she was about to cum. She threw her legs around my waist, thrusting upward on my cock. That was all it took for me as I was very near an explosion myself. All of a sudden, Tina let out a yelp and clamped her legs tight and just stayed like that. I let loose a torrent of cum that filled her pussy.

In a few minutes Tina went limp, pulling my head to her, and we kissed softly. "You just sold a piece of property!" she said. This will be a perfect place to raise my horses. We lay back, basking in the afterglow of what had just taken place.

"That was the best sex I have ever had in my life!" Tina exclaimed. "THE best!"

"I'm glad I could accommodate," came my reply. "Now, how about we clean up and see the house?"

We found a bathroom out there off of the office and cleaned up and got dressed once again. As we approached the house Tina went berserk taking more pictures. I have to admit, the Dawson's did build a fine house and as we entered it, Tina was nodding her head in approval as we went through the first floor.

"I love the color scheme," she said with a smile.

"How about we go upstairs and see what's there?" I said. So we climbed the stairs with Tina in the lead. It gave me another chance to see her marvelous ass swaying in my face.

We toured the bedrooms, all four of them, and Tina smiled with approval. "Do you think we might initiate one of these bedrooms? I'm feeling a bit horny right now. Well, that's a lie. I'm feeling a LOT horny now and I know you have the cure. So how about it?

We went into a guest room and I began undressing Tina once again. It had only been about forty five minutes since we got dressed, but I was feeling good, too. I laid Tina back on the bed, took my own clothing off and grabbed a pillow, threw it on the floor, knelt in it between her legs, and began giving her clit some tongue action. It didn't take long for her to start begging for my cock, but I simply ignored her and kept licking.

"Oh, you bastard, I want your cock NOW!" she demanded.

Since it was at full staff once again, I gave in to her demands. She rolled over and got on all fours and spread her legs. I entered her from behind, grabbed her hips, and went for a ride. I love doggy style and, from the looks of it, so did Tina. She told me to be still as she thrust back and forth on my cock. It felt fantastic!! We stayed this way and I let her milk my cock. She was an expert!

She picked up her pace and said, "You'd better be ready to fill me up again!" She squeezed her ass together which let loose a flow from me into her. I swear Tina milked every remaining drop of cum from my cock! With that we collapsed into each other's arms. It was quite a day!

After we composed ourselves we cleaned up, dressed, Tina took fore pictures, and we were off to my office to initiate the paperwork. She sent a text with the photo file to her husband under the caption "Look What We Just Bought!!" As we got to my office she got a text back from him with his approval! CC was delighted since she got half the commission. Tina had her picture taken with the entire staff. After things were signed we set the closing and set out to notify the Dawson's of the sale. I took Tina back to her hotel.

"Can we have dinner together?" She asked. "Oh, and one more romp in my room?" How could I say no?