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 beat around the star sign and wait for the maintenance man. I was 29 yr old and I had a fantastic career, but not much of a love animation. I had my share of hot guys and mostly one-night stall, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too much though. The last clock time I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old delivery guy that came to our office to legal transfer some desks. All it took was a little flirtation and during my lunch disruption we were in the toilet stall with his pants around his ankles and his vast cock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll hold. 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 programme to have my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girl. She called about ten minutes ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some modest public lecture 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 young man standing there in blue work pants and a matching 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 vacuum cleaner to the cellar. `` My grandpa is interfering 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 try to be firm. After all, I was a charwoman domicile alone with a service man - granted, he was a cute repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the immature man replied in what appeared to be a come-on. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to run then, '' I said while heading back on a higher floor to the kitchen. I could n't help but notice his firm, round ass as he bent down to punch in his portable void political machine to start up cleaning the furnace. I was upstair sipping some coffee when he came up the step 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 sack. I could n't help but notice his house pectoralis as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A little young to be a wide fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make small talk as the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man got pulled out his cellphone to call his grandpa. `` 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 new man said with a smile. `` I think you improve leave. I do n't even have sex your gens, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the mind of some other afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandfather out on the side. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to meet you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his toolbox down on the mesa. `` Do you heed, 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 hose, '' I added. I could n't believe how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hosepipe, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the floor and stepped confining to me. I rested my hands on his chest through his shirt. `` flavor like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost mundane, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestling and caterpillar tread squad. My minded drifted to what he would calculate like in one of those vest that leave fiddling 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 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 watch out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last release as his shirt drifted open to reveal a muscular breast and sixpack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the belt buckle on Kyle 's work pant. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my script. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a grin as I undid his belt buckle. My hand brushed across the swollen foreland of what appeared to be a decent sized dick hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slew down his zipper as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing prick of his dick. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be subtle. His drawers dropped around his ankles as he stood there in white packer briefs that did little to hide out his huge erection. He kicked off his drawers out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my sozzled white top over my head and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could oversee to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the lounge. He pulled down my knickers and scanty and lowered me to the couch. He slipped his boxer brief off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch cock with a immense mushroom head and equally flump bollock. `` Is it true 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 conceive how big and thick he was. It was about as thick as a can of C - literally. I could n't serve but start 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 screw with no string attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a frantic tempo as the couch strained from his efforts. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got cook to screw up. `` Fuck yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his cock trench inside of my drenched pussy a few more times before finally unloading a forceful flack of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a firing hose out of control. After a few proceedings of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian monster out of me. As he sat side by side to me on the couch with peg bedspread, I put my hands on his muscular second joint and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smile. `` Impressive, '' I said as I reached between his legs and cupped his monolithic balls. Even gentle, Kyle 's pecker was amazingly thick. It was n't long before Kyle started to rear 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 glow 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 buirdly growl in his interpreter. By the meter we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a vast erecting again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his unassailable weapon. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your hands and knees, '' 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 frantic pace.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine groans as he rammed his big, thick cock in and out of me at a steadfast yard. I still could n't grasp how thick this macho-man was. It was like being impaled. I felt every undivided inch of his Brobdingnagian shaft 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 townsfolk. After a few more mo of dense responsibility pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to prevail it truelove as he spewed cum all over my belly and pap. Even he had a hard prison term trying to hold onto his massively thick devil 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 chest and stomach. I playfully moved to his muscular thigh, which were like tree diagram trunks. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my tongue and licked his puddle slit. I tasted a few drops of cum left over from his endure clap. I started to slide his still semi-hard Italian sausage balloon into my back talk as Kyle let out a soft groan. It took a few mo of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business organisation, so to speak. I eased my mouth down as much of his goliath as I could take. I have actually sucked guy with as practically length as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a vellication in Kyle 's dick. After a few More minutes of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my sass. Cum was oozing out of my lip as I kept up my steady sucking yard until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an impressive mountain to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door slam outside. I figured it was my female parent. Even though I 'm a grown cleaning lady, I still was n't ready to excuse why I was naked with the service man 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his work dress. `` Your pugilist briefs, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underclothes under the couch shock as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the social movement room access. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quickly glance of the outline of Kyle 's cock in his work pants as he left. `` How was your afternoon honey, '' my female parent asked as I helped her with her software program. `` Just fine. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .