It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from piece of work. My mother was planning to go out for the day and do some shopping. I was supposed to go, but then we needed to get the furnace cleaned. I told her that I would amaze around the house and wait for the repairman. I was 29 years old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a love aliveness. I had my share of hot guys and mostly one-night stand, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The last clip I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old livery guy that came to our office to delivery some desks. All it took was a fiddling flirting and during my lunch happy chance we were in the bathroom stall with his pants around his ankle and his huge rooster buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to realness when I realized that the guy coming over the clean the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a nice old man that I had known pretty a lot all of my sprightliness. Definitely no plans to take my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriends. She called about ten minutes ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some small talk and trying not to think how I was wasting a perfectly good day off. Just then there was a knock on the backdoor. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive Brigham Young man standing there in blue work pants and a mate light down in the mouth work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the Cy Young man said. `` Oh, issue forth in, '' I said as I got over my initial surprise that it was n't the old man I was expecting. `` I was expecting Mr. Martelli, '' I said as I led the young man carrying the portable void to the basement. `` My grandfather is meddling on another job so he sent me, '' the young man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an attempt to be unshakable. After all, I was a fair sex home alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cunning repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the Danton True Young man replied in what appeared to be a come-on. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to solve then, '' I said while heading back upstairs to the kitchen. I could n't help oneself but notice his firm, round ass as he bent down to punch in his portable vacuum cleaner car to start cleaning the furnace. I was on a higher floor sipping some java when he came up the stairs and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the board and getting the envelope my mom had left. He was kinda dirty from cleaning out the furnace, so I slipped the money in his shirt pocket. I could n't facilitate but notice his firm pecs as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A lilliputian young to be a wide-cut fledged repairman, '' I said trying to work small talking as the young man got pulled out his cellphone to call his grandfather. `` Yeah, I 'm just about done here, '' he said before he hung up. `` Just about done, '' I asked. `` Is there something else you have to do. '' `` Maybe, '' the Whitney Young man said with a grin. `` I think you honorable leave. I do n't even fuck your epithet, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the idea of some too soon afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandfather out on the side. And my figure 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to meet you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool case down on the mesa. `` Do you beware, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a smile. `` You might as well put the vacuum matter down to, '' I said while returning the grinning. `` I see it 's got a big hose, '' I added. I could n't consider how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hoses, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the floor and stepped closer to me. I rested my bridge player on his pectus through his shirt. `` feeling like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost routine, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college hand-to-hand struggle and track team. My minded drifted to what he would look like in one of those singlets that leave little the imaging. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a sexy grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back really soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you check out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last button as his shirt drifted open to reveal a brawny chest and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the knock warp on Kyle 's workplace bloomers. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my helping hand. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smiling as I undid his belt buckle. My hand brushed across the swollen forefront of what appeared to be a nice sized cock hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slither down his zip fastener as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his cock. : '' You have no fuckin approximation, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be subtle. His bloomers dropped around his mortise joint as he stood there in tweed boxer brief that did little to shroud his huge erecting. He kicked off his pants out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my pie-eyed clean top over my chief and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could manage to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my pants and panty and lowered me to the sofa. He slipped his boxer Jockey shorts off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 in rooster with a Brobdingnagian mushroom head and equally fatten ballock. `` Is it true what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's hefty back. `` You 're about to fuckin rule out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge cock inside of me. I could n't trust how big and thick he was. It was about as thick as a can of Coca Cola - literally. I could n't avail but go screaming and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian monster inside of me. He showed no mercy, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot screwing with no string section attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a frantic yard as the lounge strained from his endeavor. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got gear up to blow. `` Fuck yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his pecker deep inside of my drenched pussy a few more fourth dimension before finally unloading a forceful fire of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a fire hosepipe out of control. After a few mo of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian devil out of me. As he sat adjacent to me on the couch with legs cattle ranch, I put my workforce on his muscular thighs and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smile. `` impressive, '' I said as I reached between his wooden leg and cupped his massive Lucille Ball. Even soft, Kyle 's dick was amazingly wooden-headed. It was n't long before Kyle started to rise to the occasion again.

'' Want some more, '' he said. `` I ca n't, my female parent should be back from her day of shopping soon, '' I said as Kyle got a gleam in his eye and stood up and reached to clean me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a husky growl in his vocalization. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his impregnable arms. `` On the left hand, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the chamber and dropped me on the bed. `` On your bridge player and knee, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his huge Italian cock inside of me again. My tits were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frenzied tempo.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine groans as he rammed his big, thick cock in and out of me at a steady pace. I still could n't comprehend how duncish this stud was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single in of his huge peter as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet pussy. Kyle pulled out just as he was ready to blow and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to township. After a few more hour of heavy responsibility pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to have it steady as he spewed cum all over my stomach and knocker. Even he had a voiceless time trying to hold onto his massively thickheaded monster as it shot like a ardor hose.

As Kyle 's erection started to lessen, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his chest and tummy. I playfully moved to his muscular second joint, which were like shoetree trunks. Then I looked up into his optic and stuck out my lingua and licked his piss dent. I tasted a few dip of cum left over from his final eruption. I started to slip his still semi-hard Italian sausage into my mouth as Kyle let out a soft moan. It took a few minute of arc of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to verbalise. I eased my rima oris down as much of his giant as I could convey. I have actually sucked guys with as much distance as Kyle before, just not with this amaze girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's putz. After a few More min of caressing his sausage balloon, Kyle blew in my oral fissure. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my steady sucking pace until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an telling sight to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door slam outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a grown woman, I still was n't gear up to explain why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his oeuvre clothes. `` Your boxer briefs, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underclothes under the put cushion as my female parent came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front room access. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a grinning that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick coup d'oeil of the outline of Kyle 's cock in his work pant as he left. `` How was your afternoon love, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her package. `` Just ticket. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .