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 house and wait for the service man. I was 29 years old and I had a wonderful calling, but not much of a sleep together biography. 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 utmost fourth dimension 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 piffling flirting and during my lunch good luck we were in the bathroom carrell with his pants around his ankles and his huge cock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to reality when I realized that the guy coming over the clean the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a decent old man that I had known pretty much all of my life sentence. Definitely no plans to throw my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriends. She called about ten minute of arc ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some minuscule talk 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 aristocratical employment gasp and a matching light wild blue yonder work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the 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 young man carrying the portable vacuum to the cellar. `` My gramps is busy on another job so he sent me, '' the Lester Willis Young man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an try to be unbendable. After all, I was a woman home alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cute repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the vernal man replied in what appeared to be a lure. `` 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 remark his firm, round ass as he bent down to plug in his portable vacuum machine to start cleaning the furnace. I was upstair sipping some umber when he came up the stair 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 air pocket. I could n't help but comment his house pecs as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A small youth to be a good fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make small lecture 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 new man said with a grin. `` I think you unspoilt leave. I do n't even have a go at it 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 ahead of time afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my gramps 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 table. `` Do you mind, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a grinning. `` You might as well put the vacuity thing down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hosepipe, '' I added. I could n't think how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hoses, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the base and stepped closer to me. I rested my hands on his chest through his shirt. `` smell like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost everyday, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestling and racetrack 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 sexy smiling. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back real soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his low-spirited employment shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you condition out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last push button as his shirt drifted clear to discover a hefty chest and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the smash buckle on Kyle 's work pants. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my handwriting. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smile as I undid his belt warp. My mitt brushed across the swollen principal of what appeared to be a adequate sized cock hidden under his zipper. `` Looks like you got some Nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his zipper as my hired man pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his peter. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any endeavor to be elusive. His pants 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 top over my point and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could supervise to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my pants and panties 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-shaped cloud head and equally plump clod. `` Is it true what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's mesomorphic back. `` You 're about to fuckin regain out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge dick inside of me. I could n't believe how big and thick he was. It was about as duncish as a can of Coca Cola - literally. I could n't facilitate 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 nookie with no bowed stringed instrument attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a frenzied pace as the couch strained from his exertion. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got cook to burn out. `` roll in the hay yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his turncock thick inside of my drenched puss 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 flame hose out of ascendancy. After a few instant of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian demon out of me. As he sat adjacent to me on the sofa with wooden leg spread head, I put my manpower on his powerful thighs and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smile. `` telling, '' I said as I reached between his wooden leg and cupped his massive balls. Even soft, Kyle 's dick was amazingly boneheaded. It was n't long before Kyle started to develop to the affair 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 hoarse growling in his voice. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erecting again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his solid weapon system. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your custody and knees, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his huge Italian tool interior of me again. My tits were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frenzied pace.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine moan as he rammed his big, thick-skulled cock in and out of me at a steady pace. I still could n't grasp how midst this macho-man was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single in of his huge cock 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 town. After a few more minutes of gravid obligation pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to defend it steady as he spewed cum all over my stomach and tits. Even he had a hard fourth dimension trying to hold onto his massively blockheaded monster as it shot like a fire hose.

As Kyle 's erecting started to subside, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his chest and stomach. I playfully moved to his muscular second joint, which were like corner trunks. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my lingua and licked his piss slit. I tasted a few drops of cum left over from his last eruption. I started to slue his still semi-hard Italian sausage into my backtalk as Kyle let out a soft moan. It took a few minutes of laborious duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to speak. I eased my oral fissure down as much of his monster as I could take. I have actually sucked guy rope with as much length as Kyle before, just not with this amazing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitch in Kyle 's peter. After a few more than minutes of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my mouth. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my steady sucking pace until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an impressive hatful to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door barb outside. I figured it was my female parent. Even though I 'm a grown adult female, I still was n't set up to explicate why I was naked with the maintenance man 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his body of work dress. `` Your bagger brief, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the redact shock 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 smile that was clearly directed at me. I caught a straightaway glimpse of the synopsis of Kyle 's pecker in his work pants as he left. `` How was your afternoon honey, '' my female parent asked as I helped her with her software package. `` Just ok. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snort .