I can be greedy, especially if I see something I like. Take James for instance. James is my neighbor’s handy-man. I would see him here or there, he was always friendly, he would wave, I would wave back, that sort of thing. I was out in my garden over-seeing the winterizing of my roses when I just happened to look over to my neighbor’s house to see James and her fucking. Right there in her dinning room. I excused myself from the workers who were helping me, and went into my house. I went upstairs where I could look down into her dinning room window better. I was shocked at his cock. Massive? No, but oh so beautiful. I just knew I had to have some of that. I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures of them together.
I would look at them over the next few days off and on. Every time I would see him out there I would instantly feel myself starting to get a little bit wet. I held out for as long as I could because every time James was over there he at some point would go into the house to fuck my neighbor. I decided that I was going to have him.
As James was leaving the next day I waved him over. He walked across the yard and I asked him if I could schedule him to come and look at the heater in the basement. Just to give it a once over before it started to get really cold. He told me he would be more than happy too. He went to get his truck and tools, parked in the drive, then I lead him into the house.
I showed him downstairs where he checked out the heater and changed the filter. When he went to grab his things to walk back up the steps I showed him the pictures I had on my phone. He started to get very anxious. He thought I was going to try to blackmail him. I had to laugh because that was not why I took the pictures. I explained that I took the pictures so that I could masturbate to them, not that I wanted his money, I have more than enough money, I don’t need to take money from a handy-man for heaven’s sake.
He said he would have to think about it. I told him to take his time. A few hours later he came back to my house, I hadn’t even shut the door when he whipped out his cock. He wasn’t completely hard but I could tell that it wouldn’t be long before it was. I enjoyed every inch of his dick. Slipping it in and out of my warm wet mouth, having him fuck me on my kitchen counter, it was amazing. I have very pale skin, so seeing his beautiful black dick slamming in and out of me made me almost cum right then and there.
After we were done I asked him if he would consider having sex with someone while I watched. He laughed because he didn’t think I was serious, but I assured him I was. I also told him that I would have no trouble finding someone for him to fuck, not at all. He said he would think about it before he left. I am sure his answer will be yes and I cannot wait to see how he works another woman’s pussy.
My obsession with footjobs and guys who love feet all began since I was little. I saw a porn with a girl giving a guy with a large fucking cock a sexy footjob. Ever since I have fantasized about talking to a man with the same fetish. All these years I would pretend I was getting my feet touched and massaged. Oils, and more oils over my soft small feet. In between my toes, and all over my heels. I would even imagine every time I was getting a pedicure that I could stroke his cock in the salon. With that being said I noticed one of the temps at my job was giving footjobs under the meeting table. They thought I hadn’t noticed. But, I had. I calmy peaked my head on them one day. The temp giving my boss sexual favors. “I want to join” softly. I told them about my little fetish turns out its the same as theirs. I ot undressed and let them take over. They lathered me down with oils and lotions. My feet covered their bodies, and mouths. I got to stroke and smile. This was so much better then what I imagined.
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