Cable Guy

One night I had to wait for a few hours at home for a repairman. My cable was out and they wouldn't give me an exact time. So I got on the computer and just started looking at different porn sites and going to different chats. I was getting really turned on by the time the doorbell rang. I put on a robe over my thong and bra and went to answer the door.

When I opened it I was faced with a very good looking man in a blue uniform. He wasn't very tall but he was built and had a great face. He reached over to shake my hand and tell me he was here about the cable. When I reached out to shake back my robe came all the way open, affording the man a glance of my almost naked body. I smiled and pulled it closed while he told smiled back and told me his name was James.

I led him to the living room and I could feel his eyes on me. As soon as he started to get to work I asked him if he's like a drink.

"Well, I'm not supposed to accept anything like that..." he protested.

"Come on, there are a lot of things they say you shouldn't do but most of the time those are the best things to do." I told him. Hopefully he didn't think I was laying it on too thick.

"Alright," he said with another smile, "you're right."

I went into the kitchen and got a beer for James. When I returned to the living room, I made sure the top of my robe was half open so he could see my tits pressed together when I leaned in to give him the bottle. He looked right down my shirt and I smiled, letting it open a little more, deliberately, so he would be sure I was doing it on purpose.

I think he took the hint because after he finished the beer he came into the kitchen where I was sitting at the table, also drinking, and asked where he should put the bottle.

"Just set it on the counter," I told him, "Do you want anything else?"

"No, thanks..." he said, still lingering at the kitchen doorway.

"Anything at all?" I asked, staining up. Then I dropped the robe. All I had on was black bra and a black thong and neither one of them left much to the imagination.

At first he just stared at me, as if in shock, but then he came forward and got really close.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked as he cupped a breast and leaned into my body. I nodded and he kissed me, hard and well. I fell back on the table and he climbed right up, grinding into me as he kissed my neck and rubbed my chest and stomach. He unhooked my bra and started sucking my nipples. I was so hot that I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I wanted to take his pants off and get his cock out.

While he sucked on me and rubbed against me, I reached down and unzipped his pants and pushed them down until just enough of him was naked so that his cock could be free. When it sprang out I noticed he was rock hard and ready to go. He pulled my thong down and had a look at my bare pussy before he started rubbing it, spreading my juices all around. Then he leaned in and pushed his hard dickhead against my slit.

"Fuck me hard, right here on the table," I told him.

"I plan to," He said while he continued rubbing his tip up and down my slit. I was so turned on by the fact that I was totally naked and spread open and he was pretty much fully clothed with his pants unzipped and his cock out, just enough to fuck me.

I felt him push his length inside of me in one hard, fast motion. He was thick and hot and I wailed as he slammed in and out of my soaked cunt. I spread my legs and lifted my knees into the air and he repeatedly shoved his cock up me until I screamed in orgasm.

He thrust his hips into mine and grinded against me, continuing to pound me. I loved how rough he was being. His hands pushed against the insides of my thighs while he plunged in and out. I could feel him start to pulse inside of me and he started to grunt while he screwed me. I moaned as he kept relentlessly ramming into me. Finally, I heard him let out a loud sigh and I felt cream splash inside of me, streaming out of his cock. After a few more thrusts he was out and zipping up his pants.

"Don't worry about the bill," he told me before he left. I was still naked and catching my breath on the table in the middle of the room when he closed the door behind him. I felt cum dripping down my thighs so I got up to go to the shower.

While I was in the shower I thought about how good James had felt inside of me and I couldn't help but touch myself. As the warm water streamed down my body, I reached down and felt my own wetness, rubbing a finger into myself. I thought of James and his thick, hard cock and how it felt when he slammed it all into my hole while I spread my legs open for him on the table top. I rubbed harder and faster, as I got wetter and hotter, and I pushed another finger in. I pushed them both in and out while I thumbed my swollen clit and thought of James pressing his hands against my thighs, holding me open for him to fuck me as hard as he wanted. And he had fucked me hard, slamming his body into mine, practically falling into me. He was so hard and hot that I thought I would melt over him but I didn't, I just kept moaning as he screwed me. My fingers worked me until I couldn't hold back anymore and I came right there in the shower, thinking of what had happened only minutes before, imagining James and his throbbing cock exploding inside of me.

I would have to ask for James again next time the cable goes out.