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Archive name: workers.txt (MF, wife-cheat, work affair)
Authors name: Calloway (Address withheld)
Story title : Worker's Compensation

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Worker's Compensation (MF, wife-cheat, work affair)
By Calloway (Address withheld)

***

I'd been sweating all day. And for some reason I knew it 
was turning her on.

She'd hired me to do some work around her house on the 
beach. The heat of the day, combined with the manual 
labour I'd been doing, had long ago persuaded me to 
abandon my shirt. I was working now, dressed only in a 
pair of tight black Levis and work boots, a suede 
carpenter's belt hanging suggestively around my thighs. 

The strain of shoveling was causing the veins on my arms 
to stick out, and streams of sweat were coursing down my 
darkly tanned back and chest. I knew she was watching me 
with hunger in her eyes, and I was playing it up, moving 
as suggestively as I knew how, flashing her my most 
charming smile every time our eyes met.

I knew her only as Mrs. Lapensee. She had hired me over 
the phone, and even then there seemed to be some kind of 
connection between us. As we talked, negotiating prices 
and setting a time, I noticed I'd developed an erection 
without knowing why. 

There was something sensuous in the huskiness of her 
voice that went straight to my groin, and that night as 
I lay in bed masturbating, it was her I was fucking. I 
couldn't wait till morning when I could see her face to 
face, fully expecting to be pleased with what I saw.

I was fifteen minutes early when I rang the doorbell. 
There was still water running down her neck from the 
shower I had obviously interrupted. She hadn't had time 
to put on a bra underneath her hastily thrown on 
sundress, and as the cool morning air hit her still-damp 
breasts, I noticed her nipples stiffen and push against 
the cool cotton. I had a feeling she wasn't wearing any 
panties either and I could feel my cock start to rouse 
itself in anticipation of a very pleasant workday ahead.

I tried to avoid seeming too obvious as I scanned her 
from head to toe while she told me what she wanted done 
and where I could find what I needed. If there was 
anything lacking in my previous night's imaginings, it 
was in underestimating just how sexy she would be. Her 
shapely legs rose up to her muscular thighs and under 
the skirt of her dress to a pussy I couldn't see, but 
could almost taste. Her hips were round, her stomach 
flat and toned, and the tightness of her dress showed 
off her large, firm breasts. 

It was an effort to pull my eyes from her cleavage, but 
as I looked up to her face I noticed she was staring at 
my crotch, obviously appreciative of the growing bulge 
in my pants. I saw her unconsciously lick the corners of 
her perfectly shaped blowjob lips as she met my gaze. 
She said she had some things to do inside and left me to 
my work.

It wasn't until after noon that she came back outside 
carrying a pitcher of ice water and a book. She had put 
on a bathing suit under her dress and as she reached the 
patio where I was working, she let the straps slip off 
her shoulder and the dress fell down around her ankles. 

She eased herself down into the chaise-lounge, and 
settled in for some afternoon reading in the sun. As I 
continued to work I could feel her eyes watching my 
every move. Either it wasn't a very good book, or she 
had something else in mind.

It seemed like as good a time as any to take a break, 
and I crossed the patio to join her. Conveniently, she'd 
brought an extra glass, and as she leaned over to fill 
it, I couldn't help taking a quick peek down her top at 
the breasts I was longing to touch. It took her an 
unusually long time to pour the glass of water, giving 
me plenty of time for a good look. She held my gaze when 
she straightened, and it became pretty obvious to both 
of us what was going to happen sooner or later.

I remarked on the inviting beauty of the ocean, just 
yards away, and just as I'd hoped she suggested a quick 
swim. As if she were reading my mind, she said, "Don't 
worry if you don't have a suit. It's a private beach. I 
always swim naked anyway." The sexual tension was 
getting heavier, and it was more out of coyness than 
shyness when I turned my back to her and took off my 
boots, socks and jeans and strolled down to the water.

 I knew she was watching as I swam in the cool ocean, 
the water against my naked body only making me hornier, 
my cock beginning to ache with desire. I quickly grew 
tired of swimming, and as I strode backup the beach, my 
stiffness leading the way, I knew I couldn't wait any 
longer. I had to fuck her.

Evidently she was thinking the same thing. Her bathing 
suit was hanging from the chair and I could see an 
unmistakable glistening wetness between her swollen 
pussy lips. Her freely hanging breasts were as lovely as 
I'd imagined, topped by the most beautiful nipples, dark 
and straining in the sun, calling out to be touched. I 
stood in front of her as she sat on the edge of her 
chair. We took each other in, devouring one another with 
our eyes before she finally spoke. "In my mouth," she 
said, "I want you in my mouth."

Only too happy to oblige, I stepped in closer. She 
leaned forward, touching my hardness with her finger, 
stroking me, cupping my balls in her hand, and squeezing 
my ass. Her lips moved in, blowing on the straining head 
of my bone-hard cock. Finally her tongue shot out, 
swirling around the head and up and down my shaft. 

Her lips wrapped around me, sucking me in and down her 
throat. I reached out my hands to cup her breasts but 
she brushed them away. "Wait your turn," she said and 
continued sucking, taking me down her throat and around 
the bend. I'd never had a blowjob like this one, her 
lips smooth and wet, sucking, licking, nibbling, her 
hands on my balls, on my shaft. She reached down to 
touch herself and brought her finger up to my lips, 
heavy with the sweet luscious scent of her pussy. 

I sucked greedily, longing for my chance to bury my face 
in her thighs. I was starting to lose control now, felt 
the orgasm building up in my balls with my cock halfway 
down her throat. I tried to pull away but she grabbed my 
ass, mumbling through her mouth full of dick, "Come in 
my mouth. I want you to come." 

Fair enough. 

I let myself go, thrusting myself down her throat, 
faster, deeper, and lost it completely. My orgasm built 
up, slowly, intensely, and then I came, shooting my 
entire load down her hungry throat. My knees buckled and 
I cried out in ecstasy as surges of hot, salty jizz shot 
from the hole of my cock while she greedily lapped up 
every drop. 

As the waves finally subsided she looked up, licked her 
lips, and said, "Now me."

I reached down to touch her breasts, so soft and firm. I 
squeezed a nipple between my thumb and finger, circling 
it, then moving to the other, kneading the breast with 
both hands, then down her belly, around to her ass, and 
along the inside of her thighs, teasing and stroking. 

I kissed the part of her neck where it meets her chin, 
licking down with the tip of my tongue till I reached 
her straining nipple. I took it between my teeth and 
alternated between licking, biting and sucking hard. Her 
moans were getting louder, her squirms more insistent. 

Slowly my tongue went down her belly, my hands 
exploring, caressing and squeezing. To her thighs my 
tongue went, still teasing. I lifted her knees to give 
me better access to her steaming hole. Her lips were 
already distended and wet. I could see her clitoris 
poking its head out from the soft folds, all pink and 
trembling. I flicked it once and her back arched, but I 
moved away. 

I resumed my licking, down her legs to her feet, taking 
her toes into my mouth as her squirmed. I moved back up, 
licking her calves, stopping to bite, kiss or nibble. Up 
her thighs and the crack of her ass to that sensitive 
part of her thigh right beside her pussy. 

I couldn't wait to taste the juices I could smell, all 
musty and primal, but I do love to tease. My tongue 
moved in circles around her aching twat, pausing to blow 
on the lips, brush my tongue, closer, closer till I 
suddenly drove into her steaming channel. She gasped 
loudly and I settled in for real.

I couldn't believe how wet she was, or how tasty. My 
tongue moved in deft circles on her labia, her clit, up 
her hole, sometimes deep and hard, sometimes just 
flicking the entrance. I took her clit between my teeth, 
sucking harder, and I knew she was going to come in my 
mouth. 

Her body rocked back and forth, her knees rising and 
falling, her hands touching her own breasts and grabbing 
at the back of my head. I pulled her hand down to her 
cunt and she masturbated for me, stroking her own clit 
while my tongue worked on her hole, her lips and her 
fingers. 

The rhythm was getting stronger, her body bucking more 
violently, her moans getting louder and louder. I kept 
licking faster, sucking harder, hands roaming all over 
her body, squeezing her nipples, her ass, and then she 
came. Her back arched, she clasped my head between her 
thighs, and I could feel her cunt muscles contract 
around my tongue as her orgasm pulsated through her 
body, wave after wave of hot liquid oozing out from deep 
within her while my tongue greedily lapped up every 
drop. 

As the tremors of her orgasm finally slackened she 
grabbed my shoulders and pulled me on top of her. "Fuck 
me," she said, reaching for my engorged cock, "Fuck me 
hard. Make me come again."

I rubbed the head of my cock along her slit, across her 
throbbing clit and down, teasing her entrance and 
wetting the head with the combined juices of her pussy 
and my mouth. I positioned myself and slowly, ever so 
slowly, eased myself inside her to the hilt. Moans and 
sighs swirled around us as we started up a slow rhythm, 
grinding our pelvises together, stroking from base to 
tip. 

My cock slid effortlessly in the tight wet grip of her 
swollen channel. Our hands roamed over each other and 
ourselves as we thrust back and forth together. My lips 
found hers; my hand stroked her ass, her lips and her 
tits. Her hands grasped my ass and pulled me towards her 
with every stroke. She reached around to cup my balls, 
and our moans grew louder and louder as the rhythm 
picked up. 

Soon we were slamming into each other, trying to get 
deeper, faster, becoming one single being, heaving, 
bucking and crying out madly. We slowed then, out of 
breath. I wanted her on top, wanted to watch her fucking 
me, and I said so. 

We spun around with me on the bottom, her with her back 
straight up, her tits hanging freely. I reached up to 
grab them as she started with long slow strokes, rising 
up to the head of my cock then coming down hard, each 
stroke coming faster and deeper. My hand came down, and 
stroked her clit as she rode me harder and harder. 

She had started out on her knees but now she squatted 
over me on the balls of her feet, legs spread wide and 
offering me the most beautiful view on earth. I watched 
as my cock was swallowed up by her hungry pussy, now you 
see it, now you don't. I let her lick my thumb and 
started to rub her clit in earnest, fucking all the 
while. Working together we became one sweating, stinking 
mass of flesh, moving back and forth on each other, 
grunting and she called out, "Come with me, now, now, 
NOW!!"

We came together in a rush, somehow thrusting deeper 
into the other, our juices blending together inside her 
seething cunt. My cock spurted over and over in perfect 
rhythm with the contractions of her muscles until, 
spent, she collapsed against me.

We lay there for a while, holding each other till she 
excused herself and disappeared into the house. I lay 
there on the patio till she came back out about 15 
minutes later. She lay down beside me, stroking my 
muscular back.

"I can't believe I'm wasting so much of my husband's 
money," she sighed. "I'm paying you by the hour after 
all." She fell silent for a moment, then brightened. "I 
could possibly have you in more regularly though. 
There's so much to attend to around here and my husband, 
though he's very rich, is not very much of a handyman. 
He's very dull you see, very busy as well, and not at 
all good with tools." 

She punctuated that by grabbing my still sticky cock in 
her hand. Would you be interested in some part-time 
work, maybe two or three days a week?"

I supposed I could use the money.

END

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