I was flicking through the late night porn channels on my cable when my doorbell went. I'd been waiting for Sam - a guy I didn't know well, but I had been working with remotely. Getting flyers designed and printed. I let him in and lead him into the living room, he sat down and lit up a smoke. We descended into some small talk until his eyes lit up when he realised what was on the TV. I flushed a little, embarrassed that I'd left the TV showing a woman with enormous breast and nipples holding a mobile phone seductively. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, there was a spark of sexual tension in the air.
"So you like this type of thing?" he asked, tipping his head towards the screen
"A little..." I replied, a shiver running through me "...well a lot, It's nice to appreciate a sexy woman" I replied
"But, does it, you know, get you excited?" He questioned with a gleam in his eyes
"Well, it does if I'm sitting here thinking about having that woman in front of me, her body to touch and play with, but I have to be feeling kinky"
"Like now?" he asked looking straight at me "Do you play with yourself watching other women"
I looked away, a little embarrassed by the questions, and a bit more embarrassed from the knowledge my pussy was wet underneath my leggings, as this upfront conversation was turning me on.
We stopped chatting and watched the TV for a while, watching this thin brunette spread her thin legs to expose her own soaked through panties. I turned to look at him and couldn't help but notice a slight bulge under his trousers,
I was intrigued but knew I didn't want to fuck this man who'd dropped by my house. He'd just caught me when I was feeling aroused, I planned that once he'd left I would take out my fat dildo and let myself cum with it deep inside me.
"Is this a bit too much for you" I asked, indicating at the TV
"Not at all," he replied, "Its just hard to concentrate on much else, I'm getting a little hot"
"I can tell" I smiled, and ran a finger up his thigh and across the bulge in his pants.
He took this as an indication I wanted much more, and suddenly had pushed me up and back so we were both standing, me with my back against the wall.
He held me tight and moved his face in close, his breath on my skin, "You want me?" he said.
"Not really..." I said, backing out, contemplating whether I did want him to satisfy my horniness...
"You do" he replied, his hands searching my body feeling my curves, when I decided