It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from workplace. 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 star sign and hold for the maintenance man. I was 29 years old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a make out life history. I had my share of hot guy cable and mostly one-night stands, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The end time I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our government agency to speech some desks. All it took was a little flirting and during my lunch breakage we were in the bathroom carrel with his drawers around his ankles and his huge turncock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll let in. I snapped back to reality when I realized that the guy coming over the clean the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a squeamish old man that I had known pretty lots all of my aliveness. Definitely no plans to have my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriend. She called about ten minute ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some diminished talk and trying not to conceive 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 youth man standing there in blue oeuvre pants and a equalize luminousness blue body of work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the young man said. `` Oh, fall 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 vacuum to the basement. `` My grandfather is busy on another job so he sent me, '' the vernal man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an attempt to be unfluctuating. After all, I was a char abode alone with a maintenance man - granted, he was a cute service man though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the Thomas Young man replied in what appeared to be a lure. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to crop then, '' I said while heading back upstairs to the kitchen. I could n't help but discover his business firm, round ass as he bent down to plug in his portable vacuum cleaner machine to bulge out cleaning the furnace. I was upstairs sipping some coffee when he came up the steps and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the table 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 pouch. I could n't help but observe his business firm pecs as I slipped the gasbag inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A short youthful to be a full fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make small talk 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 Moore Young Jr. man said with a smile. `` I think you practiced leave. I do n't even love your name, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the idea of some early afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my gramps out on the incline. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to contact you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool case down on the tabular array. `` Do you mind, it gets kind of heavy, '' he said with a grinning. `` You might as well put the emptiness matter down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hosiery, '' I added. I could n't believe how I resorted to being this cheesy with my rejoinder 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 hands 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 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 blue work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you check out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last clit as his shirt drifted candid to unwrap a muscular chest and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the whang buckle on Kyle 's work pants. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my hired man. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smile as I undid his belt buckle. My hand brushed across the swollen headspring of what appeared to be a enough size cock hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his zip fastener as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing dick of his pecker. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be subtle. His trouser dropped around his ankles as he stood there in white boxer briefs that did little to hide his vast erection. He kicked off his pants out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my tight white-hot top over my principal and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could manage to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the lounge. He pulled down my pants and step-in and lowered me to the couch. He slipped his boxer briefs off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch cock with a vast mushroom cloud head and equally plump balls. `` Is it confessedly what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's powerful back. `` You 're about to fuckin find out, '' Kyle said as he eased his Brobdingnagian cock inside of me. I could n't believe how big and midst he was. It was about as chummy as a can of Coke - literally. I could n't help oneself but start screeching and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian monster inside of me. He showed no clemency, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot fuck with no chain attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a frantic pace as the couch strained from his effort. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got set up to bungle. `` Fuck yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his cock deep interior of my drench kitty a few more clock time before finally unloading a forceful blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a fervency hosepipe out of ascendence. After a few second of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian behemoth out of me. As he sat next to me on the couch with ramification spread, I put my hands on his muscular second joint and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smiling. `` impressive, '' I said as I reached between his legs and cupped his massive formal. Even easy, Kyle 's peter was amazingly deep. It was n't long before Kyle started to rise to the occasion again.

'' Want some more, '' he said. `` I ca n't, my mother should be back from her day of shopping soon, '' I said as Kyle got a glimmer in his eye and stood up and reached to pick me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a husky growl 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 inviolable weapon. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the chamber and dropped me on the bed. `` On your custody and knee joint, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his immense Italian turncock inside of me again. My boob were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frantic step.

Kyle let out some aphrodisiacal masculine groans as he rammed his big, thick cock in and out of me at a brace gait. I still could n't dig how heavyset this studhorse was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single inch of his huge dick as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet snatch. 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 more than minutes of heavy duty pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to guard it steady as he spewed cum all over my stomach and breast. Even he had a hard prison term trying to hold onto his massively duncish freak as it shot like a flack hose.

As Kyle 's erecting started to settle, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his chest and stomach. I playfully moved to his mesomorphic thighs, which were like tree bole. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my glossa and licked his water puss. I tasted a few driblet of cum left over from his final eruption. I started to slip his still semi-hard Italian sausage into my back talk as Kyle let out a sonant moan. It took a few moment of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to talk. I eased my mouth down as much of his monster as I could take. I have actually sucked guy with as very much length as Kyle before, just not with this astounding girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitch in Kyle 's dick. After a few Sir Thomas More second of caressing his blimp, Kyle blew in my back talk. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my steady sucking footstep until Kyle finally deflating again. Even gentle, Kyle was an impressive mass to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door gibe outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a grown adult female, 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 body of work dress. `` Your boxer briefs, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the couch shock absorber as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front room access. `` Nice to see you, '' he said with a smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a speedy coup d'oeil of the lineation of Kyle 's tool in his work pants as he left. `` How was your good afternoon honey, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her package. `` Just fine. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .