The Super Hot Window Fitter's Mate

The Super Hot Window Fitter's Mate

I don't write very often these days, but I read a lot of the stories posted.

I'm married now and I'm behaving myself, but now and again I will post a story that goes way back.

Here is one:

Year 2000:

The first house of my own was a cool cottage and I did a lot of work on it myself. One of the last things I did was have some replacement UPVC windows built for the very distinctive wooden 'sash' windows the cottage had.

The company who built and fitted them were very good and they didn't hurry with the install. I worked from home on the Friday when they did the first half, then they came back on the Saturday to complete. On the first day there were quite a few men on site, but on the second day there were just three older guys - craftsmen - and of course the super hot window fitter's mate of the title.

Once all the windows were installed, the two older craftsmen left site and I paid them, (in cash! ) they left Simon, the super hot window fitter's mate to clean and polish all the panes and generally tidy up and vacuum before leaving site.

Simon was dark blond, about five foot ten and he was wearing the company's logoed overalls which sort of hid the goodies underneath, but I could see his butt was a beauty as I held the ladders for him. I am helpful like that.

Finally he finished and came inside. He'd dropped the top of his overalls and he was bare chested. He was ripped. Superb.

Drool.

I offered him a cold bottle of Bud from my fridge. He took it. I couldn't keep my mouth shut:

"Are you a gym bunny, or is all that from fitting windows?" I leered

I'd got a little top on and tight jeans, with a bit of bare, tanbed midriff. I was 31 or 32, he was, as it turned out, 19. I was looking good, but he was looking better.

"It's a bit of both" he said " but I do a bit of martial arts"

I always like martial arts bodies, more than bulk.

I glugged a glass of white wine down as if I'd been doing the work myself.

Then Simon asked:

"Listen, I know this is a real cheek, but could I get CHANGED here? I'm running late and I am supposed to meet my mates in Solihull at Eight O'Clock"

"Sure" I said "Did you want to shower? You'll need to shower. Have you got a change of clothes with you?"

He had.

I showed him up to my bathroom which was rather swish. It had a nice bath with the claw feet and all that and a large clear glass shower stall with multiple jets which was large enough to have a threesome in. I know because I did.

Simon went into the bathroom and I went off to get towels, which were stored in an airing cupboard down the landing, where the boiler was.

When I took the towel to the bathroom imagine my surprise when Simon was already naked and in the shower. Who'd have thought I would catch him naked? I honestly thought he'd wait. Well, I actually Well, honestly I really thought I might just catch him naked - accidentally like - without looking too much like an old lech(eress). Naked! Good lord! Now there's a thing....

He had his ass towards me as I came into the bathrrom. It was a PEACH. Absolutely gorgeous buns. Tight, compact, muscular. Perfect. He heard me come in and half turned towards me. There was a lot of steam. Some of which was coming from the shower, the rest of which was coming from my pussy. He'd got the slimmest little hips, it's a wonder his trousers don't fall down. Then there was the cock. As he unthinkingly ( I think unthinkingly) turned towards me, I got a good look at it: long, smooth, nicely hairy, big balls. It wasn't erect. Not yet.

His chest was hairless, I assumed naturally, as his pubes were there.

This was before guys were waxing all their hair off, I'm not keen myself. Neatened up is good, that's fine, but I don't like fully waxed men. All bald. No.

I was, frankly, staring at his cock and balls. Although he seemed quite a shy lad, he made no effort to cover himself up! I was standing there just holding the towel, smiling slightly.

"Wow!" I said at last with a big grin, perhaps presenting as braver than I actually felt

"Sorry to STARE, you know, but you've got a Reeeally GORGEOUS body, Simon. I'm just enjoying looking at you....."

Simon was blushing wildly but still not covering.

"Did you want me to help you get dry?" I asked gently "Speed things up as you've not got much time?"

BELIEVE ME, HE WAS GOING NOWHERE!!

All he said was "Um" as he stepped out of the shower. I of course held all the aces ...and the towels. He walked, dripping, towards me. I was dripping too. My pussy was fucking soaking. It's hard to believe but although he was naked in front of me, the classic "CFNM" and he was not covering his bits up - at all - he did appear to be very shy. With SUCH a body you'd have thought he'd want to flaunt it at every opportunity.

At last - my heart was pounding - he got to me and held his hand out for the towel, to I guessed, at last be able to cover himself. He was very slightly starting to get an erection. His big shaft was slightly pumping up and straightening, I noticed. When I say I noticed, I was fascinated.

"Turn round" I said gently with a naughty smile "I'll dry you off"

"I can dry MYSELF!" he said with a little tremble in his voice, rather little -boy ish. Bless.

"It's okay I'm here and doing nothing useful and you're in a hurry. Let me help."

He shrugged slightly and turned around. I began towelling off his broad shoulders. His skin was exquisite. I had a little feel of his muscles, ostensibly checking I'd dried him properly but really I was touching him up.

I dried down his back and got to his (as previously described) totally peachy ass. I gave it a right good towelling and squeezing while I was at it. I looked round his body and he was now fully erect. He'd got a RIGHT hard on. Beautiful BEAUTIFUL uncut cock about eight inches with a good thick girth and above all as hard as a rock, so hard it was curving back torwards his stomach. His totally ribbed abs.

"Oh my!" I said quietly and dropped the towel on the floor "I AM sorry. I've got you all worked up, now. Look! Is that MY fault?"

We both looked down at it, he was blushing so hard you would have picked him up via thermal imaging. From space.

I slowly moved round him and dropped to my knees in front of him.

"Are you allowed to accept TIPS?" I asked, grinning my rudest grin at him.

He just gulped.

I gave up

"LOOK! I laughed CAN I HAVE A SUCK - or NOT?"

He looked like he might cry, then he nodded, animatedly.

I gripped the rigid shaft halfway down and fed the large head into my open mouth where I licked all round it, gently.

I slipped it back out..

"Peel your skin back for me?" I said

I like guys to do that themselves, partly because I might not be gentle enough with the tight foreskins of unfamiliar cocks and partly because I just like to watch.

He took both thumbs and neatly retracted his taut foreskin. His knob was big (and shiny) and his foreskin had little slack, so I was right to be cautious. I returned his now exposed knob into my waiting mouth where my little tongue ( I wish I had a bigger tongue ) slobbered all round his most sensitive bits, the bit where the skin is attached to the cock, whatever that it called. Then he shuddered. OOps. He went off like a rocket. The sperm just jetted out of him, three maybe four bursts, all over my face and in my open mouth, dropping onto my tits which were still in my top. I was still fully dressed.

"OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY!" he sobbed, almost

I was grinning like a Cheshire cat as I wanked the shaft over my own face. I watched the last dribbles escape from his slot and licked it all up and swallowed it for him. I wiped the come off my forehead and ate that and the last little bit I stood up and fed him off my thumb.

"Eat it" I ordered him

He licked it up and swallowed. Good boy.

I reached up and snogged him forcefully. I was still holding his cock which was still pretty hard.

"Don't apologise" I said at last "I MADE you come. I enjoyed it, a lot. Um... how long do you usually take to ..recover... because I NEED TO COME, and if you can get it up again reasonably quickly you can fuck me before you have to go meet your mates. Otherwise you'll have to ...go down on me... or just watch me have a wank. What do you think?"

He seemed nonplussed.

Eventually he found some confidence:

"Let's go to your room, I'll lick you until I can get hard properly and then .. make love to you... if that's okay?"

"That's VERY okay. Come with me, boy"

I grabbed him by his still-quite-hard cock and led him to my room. I pulled my little sperm splattered top off and threw it. I stripped my faded skintight jeans off over my ass. I kept my midnight blue thong on and lay on the bed.

"Take my knickers off" I told him

He reached for the sides of my thong and I lifted my bum up to allow him. He quite slowly ,carefully, pulled them down and off. I immodestly opened my legs for him to see my wet and open pussy. I have a quite DEMURE looking cunt, my labia are usually tucked away but they were at least fully 'pumped up' and - by my standards - gaping!

He moved in to lick me and initially got the wrong spot.

"up! UP! Deeper" I gasped "It's IN THERE. Sorry it's TINY!" I giggled

"Write the alphabet" I gasped "UPPER! CASE!"

He took instuction well, I don't believe he'd never eaten pussy before, I just think probably with girls of his own age who didn't have the confidence to 'coach'.

Within five minutes he'd hit the jackpot:

"FUCK YEAH! LIKE THAT! JUST LIKE THAT! DON'T STOOOOP!" I howled. My neighbours must have LOVED me. That's another story, by the way.

I was already pleasuring my hard nipples and my pert little tits. My pelvis bucked and rocked underneath him as I flooded his face with my juices. I came and came and came.

Finally he just dived on me and buried his great big condomless cock deep inside me and fucked me - rapidly almost frenziedly - which was... fabulous I have to say but he couldn't hold on to his spunk, even though he'd only come minutes before, he pumped the remainder of his balls -load deep into my frothing cunt. FROTHING CUNT. I like that. I will say it again: FROTHING CUNT. I came again. Hard, gripping him, grunting, sweating, brutal orgasm. Just on the cusp of PAIN, actually.

"Oh wow!" I giggled into his hunky shoulder as he collapsed on me. "Little PASSION FLOWER - you are!!"

He gently withdrew and kissed me gently.

"God, you're gorgeous" he smiled.

I shared my age and he was quite taken aback at the age difference. 12 or 13 years is a lot when you're only 19 I guess.

I had come twice or three times during our bedroom encounter and he was spent. At my suggestion he went and showered again. We swapped mobile phone numbers and he dressed and went off to meet his mates in Solihull.

A couple of hours later, when I'd had a soak in the bath which involved long and luxurious masturbation, my phone pinged and it was the lad.

Can I come back?x

Sure. I'm in. Not with your mates? L X

I am but it's boring. x

Are they hot? Your mates? Lx

Two are. I guess. x

Bring the two. Reinforcements ;-) L x

He did. And that, as they say, is another story which involved me being 'spit roasted' if you're interested.

Lyn xxx