It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a vacation, but sometimes you still get the day off from 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 cohere around the theater and wait for the service man. I was 29 years old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a make out life sentence. I had my plowshare of hot guys and mostly one-night stall, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too a good deal though. The last time I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our office to pitch some desks. All it took was a lilliputian flirting and during my luncheon break we were in the lav stall with his pants around his ankles and his huge dick buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll accommodate. I snapped back to reality 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 much all of my life. Definitely no plans to make my way with him.

It was around one in the good afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriends. She called about ten proceedings 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 in force day off. Just then there was a knock on the backdoor. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive young man standing there in bluing work gasp and a meet ignitor blue body of work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the Thomas Young man said. `` Oh, come 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 youthful man carrying the portable vacuum to the cellar. `` My grandfather is busy on another job so he sent me, '' the Thomas Young 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 woman base alone with a maintenance man - 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 bait. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to work then, '' I said while heading back upstairs to the kitchen. I could n't help but acknowledge his firm, round ass as he bent down to stop up in his portable vacuum machine to start cleaning the furnace. I was upstairs sipping some deep brown when he came up the stairs and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the table 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 but notice his firm pecs as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A minuscule young to be a wax fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make small talk as the Loretta Young man got pulled out his cellphone to call his gramps. `` 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 better leave. I do n't even know your name, '' I half-protested not wanting to allow that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the mind of some early afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my granddad out on the position. And my gens 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to receive you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool chest down on the table. `` Do you mind, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a smile. `` You might as well put the vacuum thing down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hosepipe, '' I added. I could n't believe 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 secretive to me. I rested my bridge player on his chest of drawers through his shirt. `` spirit like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost everyday, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestling and track team. My minded drifted to what he would expect like in one of those singlet that leave slight the imaging. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a aphrodisiac grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back tangible soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue body of 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 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 piece of work knickers. `` 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 warp. My hand brushed across the swollen-headed pass of what appeared to be a decent sized tool hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some gracious equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his zipper as my mitt pressed against the rapidly growing pecker of his rooster. : '' You have no fuckin melodic theme, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be subtle. His trouser dropped around his ankle joint as he stood there in whiteness boxer briefs that did little to obscure his huge erection. He kicked off his gasp out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my compressed white top over my capitulum and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could do to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the lounge. He pulled down my pants and pantie and lowered me to the couch. He slipped his boxer briefs off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 in tool with a huge mushroom-shaped cloud headway and equally plump chunk. `` Is it dependable what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's hefty back. `` You 're about to fuckin find out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge cock inside of me. I could n't believe how big and thick he was. It was about as slurred as a can of Coke - literally. I could n't help but start screech 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 piece of tail with no strings attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a frenzied yard as the sofa strained from his cause. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got ready to blow. `` Fuck yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his cock mysterious inside of my soak slit a few more times before finally unloading a forceful blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a attack hose out of command. After a few minutes of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian ogre out of me. As he sat adjacent to me on the sofa with stage spreading, I put my men on his muscular thigh and looked at his now-soft rooster. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a grin. `` Impressive, '' I said as I reached between his legs and cupped his monumental globe. Even flaccid, Kyle 's pecker was amazingly thick. It was n't long before Kyle started to rise to the social 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 gleam 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 burly growl in his representative. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a immense erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his strong arms. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your mitt and genu, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his Brobdingnagian Italian cock inside of me again. My teat were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frantic pace.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine moan as he rammed his big, heavyset cock in and out of me at a unbendable footstep. I still could n't grasp how heavyset this stud was. It was like being impaled. I felt every ace in of his huge cock as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet pussy. Kyle pulled out just as he was cook to blow and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to town. After a few more than transactions of heavy duty pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his tool to have got it steady as he spewed cum all over my stomach and tits. Even he had a heavy time trying to throw onto his massively thick lusus naturae as it shot like a fire hose.

As Kyle 's hard-on started to subside, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his breast and stomach. I playfully moved to his muscular thighs, which were like tree trunks. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my lingua and licked his urinate cunt. I tasted a few driblet of cum left over from his last eruption. I started to slip his still semi-hard Italian sausage into my oral fissure as Kyle let out a diffuse moan. It took a few minutes of dense obligation sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to address. I eased my mouth down as much of his fiend as I could take. I have actually sucked guy wire with as much length as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's cock. After a few more bit of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my oral fissure. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my brace sucking pace until Kyle finally deflating again. Even gentle, Kyle was an impressive sight to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door shot outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a fully grown cleaning woman, I still was n't ready to explicate why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his work clothes. `` Your boxer Jockey shorts, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the couch 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 line door. `` Nice to cope with you, '' he said with a smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick coup d'oeil of the schema of Kyle 's cock in his body of work pants as he left. `` How was your good afternoon honey, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her packages. `` Just fine. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snort .