It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from employment. 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 stick around the house and wait for the repairman. I was 29 years old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a eff life. I had my share of hot guys and mostly one-night stands, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The last meter I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our office to speech some desks. All it took was a niggling toying and during my lunch break we were in the bathroom cubicle with his pants around his mortise joint and his huge stopcock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to realness when I realized that the guy coming over the white the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a nice old man that I had known pretty very much all of my lifetime. Definitely no plans to let my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girl. She called about ten second ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some pocket-sized talk and trying not to think how I was wasting a perfectly good day off. Just then there was a knock on the back entrance. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive immature man standing there in racy work trouser and a gibe light blue work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the young man said. `` Oh, come in, '' I said as I got over my initial surprisal 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 vacancy to the cellar. `` My granddad is meddling on another job so he sent me, '' the youth man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an attempt to be firm. After all, I was a adult female home alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cute repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the young man replied in what appeared to be a come-on. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to work then, '' I said while heading back upstair to the kitchen. I could n't help but note his firm, round ass as he bent down to plug in his portable vacuum automobile to start cleaning the furnace. I was upstairs sipping some coffee when he came up the stairs and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the mesa and getting the gasbag 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 help oneself but discover his firm pecs as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A petty Whitney Young to be a full fledged service man, '' I said trying to pass water modest talk as the young man got pulled out his cellphone to call his granddad. `` 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 young man said with a grin. `` I think you dear leave. I do n't even know your public figure, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the idea of some early good afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandfather out on the side. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to assemble you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his toolbox down on the tabular array. `` Do you beware, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a smiling. `` You might as well put the vacuity matter down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hosepipe, '' I added. I could n't consider how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hosiery, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the floor and stepped penny-pinching to me. I rested my workforce on his chest through his shirt. `` Feels like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost everyday, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestle and cart track team. My minded drifted to what he would look like in one of those singlets that leave little the imagination. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a aphrodisiacal grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back veridical soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his aristocratical work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you crack out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last button as his shirt drifted open to reveal a brawny breast and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the belt warp on Kyle 's piece of work pants. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my hand. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smile as I undid his belt buckle. My script brushed across the tumefy head of what appeared to be a decent sized cock hidden under his slide fastener. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slip down his zip fastener as my mitt pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his cock. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any effort to be subtle. His bloomers dropped around his ankles as he stood there in Theodore Harold White Boxer briefs that did little to cover his Brobdingnagian erection. He kicked off his pant out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my miserly White person top over my head 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 drawers and scanty and lowered me to the sofa. He slipped his boxer briefs off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch cock with a huge mushroom-shaped cloud head and equally plump balls. `` Is it true what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's brawny back. `` You 're about to fuckin find 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 duncish as a can of Coke - literally. I could n't help but start screech and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian ogre inside of me. He showed no mercifulness, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot fucking with no strings attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a mad yard as the lounge strained from his feat. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got ready to botch. `` Fuck yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his cock deep inside of my souse snatch a few More times before finally unloading a emphatic blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a fire hosepipe out of ascendency. After a few minutes of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian ogre out of me. As he sat next to me on the lounge with legs spread, I put my hands on his brawny thighs and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a grin. `` telling, '' I said as I reached between his ramification and cupped his monumental balls. Even flabby, Kyle 's dick was amazingly thick. It was n't long before Kyle started to prove 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 beak me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a husky growling in his voice. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his solid blazonry. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your script and knee joint, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his huge Italian peter inside of me again. My tits were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frantic pace.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine groans as he rammed his big, thick cock in and out of me at a steadfast step. I still could n't get the picture how thick-skulled this studhorse was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single column inch of his immense turncock as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet slit. Kyle pulled out just as he was quick to blow and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to Town. After a few Sir Thomas More minutes of heavy obligation pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to arrest it firm as he spewed cum all over my stomach and tits. Even he had a hard time trying to concord onto his massively thick monster as it shot like a fire hose.

As Kyle 's erection started to subside, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his pectus and breadbasket. I playfully moved to his mesomorphic thighs, which were like corner trunks. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my tongue and licked his relieve oneself slit. I tasted a few drib of cum left over from his net volcanic eruption. I started to slide his still semi-hard Italian sausage balloon into my mouth as Kyle let out a mild moan. It took a few minutes of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to speak. I eased my mouth down as much of his giant as I could take. I have actually sucked guys with as often length as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing cinch. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's dick. After a few more moment of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my mouth. Cum was oozing out of my backtalk as I kept up my steady sucking pace until Kyle finally deflating again. Even mild, Kyle was an impressive sight to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door slam outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a acquire woman, I still was n't ready to explain why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his study wearing apparel. `` Your boxer brief, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the couch cushion as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front door. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a smiling that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick glimpse of the abstract of Kyle 's cock in his body of work pants as he left. `` How was your good afternoon honey, '' my female parent asked as I helped her with her packet. `` Just mulct. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snort .