It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, 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 stick around the house and waiting for the repairman. I was 29 age old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a passion life. I had my plowshare of hot cat and mostly one-night outdoor stage, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The last prison term I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our office to delivery some desks. All it took was a little dalliance and during my tiffin break of serve we were in the can stall with his pants around his ankle and his huge turncock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll take. 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 much all of my life. Definitely no plan to receive my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriend. 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 remember how I was wasting a perfectly beneficial day off. Just then there was a bang on the back entrance. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive Pres Young man standing there in blue body of work pants and a matching light blue work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the young man said. `` Oh, derive 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 grandad is busy 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 house. After all, I was a cleaning lady abode alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cute maintenance man though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the immature man replied in what appeared to be a sweetener. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to work then, '' I said while heading back on a higher floor to the kitchen. I could n't help but mark his firm, round ass as he bent down to plug in his portable vacuum cleaner machine 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 tabular array 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 scoop. I could n't assist but remark his firm musculus pectoralis as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A slight young to be a replete fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make small-scale public lecture as the Thomas Young man got pulled out his cellphone to shout 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 young man said with a grin. `` I think you better leave. I do n't even experience your gens, '' I half-protested not wanting to allow in that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the idea of some betimes afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandfather out on the side. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to contact you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool cabinet down on the board. `` Do you heed, it gets sort of heavy, '' he said with a grinning. `` 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 trust how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hoses, '' Kyle said with a grinning 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 quotidian, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestling and caterpillar track team. My minded drifted to what he would look like in one of those singlets that leave piddling the resourcefulness. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a sexy 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 tally out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last push button as his shirt drifted open to unwrap a muscular pectus and sixpack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the belt buckle on Kyle 's work bloomers. `` 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 smash buckle. My handwriting brushed across the swollen foreland of what appeared to be a comme il faut sized tool hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some gracious equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his zip as my hired man pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his cock. : '' You have no fuckin musical theme, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be pernicious. His pants dropped around his mortise joint as he stood there in white packer briefs that did little to cover his vast hard-on. He kicked off his pants out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my tight white top over my head and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living elbow room '' was all I could manage to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my knickers and scanty and lowered me to the lounge. He slipped his boxer briefs off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch stopcock with a Brobdingnagian mushroom head and equally plunk down formal. `` Is it unfeigned what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's muscular 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 loggerheaded as a can of Coke - literally. I could n't help but jump 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 fuck with no bowed stringed instrument attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a unrestrained footstep as the couch strained from his efforts. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got gear up to suck. `` shag yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his turncock deep interior of my drenched pussycat a few more than times before finally unloading a forceful blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a fire hose out of control. After a few minutes of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian monster out of me. As he sat adjacent to me on the couch with peg spread, I put my hands on his hefty thigh and looked at his now-soft dick. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smile. `` telling, '' I said as I reached between his legs and cupped his massive balls. Even soft, Kyle 's dick was amazingly thickly. It was n't long before Kyle started to ascend to the juncture 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 piece 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 clip we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erecting again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his strong subdivision. `` On the left hand, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your manus and knees, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his Brobdingnagian Italian turncock inside of me again. My tits were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a mad pace.

Kyle let out some aphrodisiac masculine groan as he rammed his big, slurred cock in and out of me at a stabilise pace. I still could n't savvy how midst this macho-man was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single in of his vast dick as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet puss. 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 town. After a few More minutes of heavy responsibility pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his tool to hold it stiff as he spewed cum all over my stomach and boob. Even he had a hard time trying to entertain onto his massively thick monster 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 chest and stomach. I playfully moved to his muscular thigh, which were like Tree trunks. Then I looked up into his optic and stuck out my lingua and licked his piss cunt. I tasted a few free fall of cum left over from his last volcanic eruption. I started to slip his still semi-hard Italian sausage balloon into my backtalk as Kyle let out a easy moan. It took a few minutes of heavy duty suction, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in stage business, so to speak. I eased my oral fissure down as much of his monster as I could take. I have actually sucked guys with as much distance as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's putz. After a few more minutes of caressing his sausage balloon, Kyle blew in my mouth. Cum was oozing out of my back talk as I kept up my steady sucking stride until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an impressive sight to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door gibe outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a grown char, 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 work clothes. `` Your boxer briefs, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underclothes under the put cushion as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the battlefront door. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick glimpse of the outline of Kyle 's dick in his work bloomers as he left. `` How was your afternoon honey, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her packages. `` Just ok. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .