This is a real experience that happened to me many years ago that has had an influence on my sexuality to this day.
The boss's wife, Kelly, was 32 years old, the mother of their two children, and an integral part of their business team. She was also beautiful, blonde, slim, and unbeknownst to me, a sexual dynamo. I was 18 years old at the time. This was my second summer working for the small construction company. I also worked for them between summers after school in a high school vocational program to learn the construction business. I had come to know the entire family very well. The business was run from the family home and I would come in and have coffee with everyone before we started work for the day. There was a project only a few miles from their home that we were working on. For several weeks this summer I had been working on remodeling their own home while the boss, Ralph, worked on the other project with the rest of the crew. Kelly and I worked on remodeling the bathroom together. After the kids went back to school, we were working together alone a lot. This is when I began to learn about Kelly's more sensual side.
I had always been attracted to Kelly. She would occasionally work out in the garden in a bikini to get some sun and I would always find a reason to be in the area. She was petite with small breasts. They were still firm and as she said, "more than a mouthful is wasted!" She started to reveal more thoughts like that to me as we worked together. It started as little sexual innuendos and developed into more explicit statements. She told me that she liked to masturbate. I learned that she kept a particularly nice shaped cucumber around for this purpose until it spoiled. She told me of fantasies she had about well hung black men. Then she told me that she had a fantasy about me. I started to get an idea about where this was going to lead, but I was very naive and a little scared. I was not technically a virgin because I went to the Mustang Ranch (a legal brothel in Nevada) that summer and got laid by a prostitute, but that was a very business-like experience and did nothing to prepare me for Kelly. I was also very nervous about doing anything with the boss's wife. I liked my job and considered Ralph a friend of mine, although I did think he took Kelly for granted.
Finally, one day her conversation got especially explicit. I masturbated quite a lot back then (ok, I still do!) and to hear female masturbation stories really turned me on. Kelly said she wanted to masturbate while she watched me masturbate. The high school girls I went out with would never say or do such things. Kelly and I were working together in the small, torn-up bathroom when she backed up and "accidentally" bumped into me. I backed up to avoid her but she just backed up into me again until I was against the wall. She whispered to me, "in my fantasy with you, you take me from behind," then she pushed her beautiful, jean-clad ass into my crotch. I was so nervous that I trembled. However, I couldn't resist leaning forward and kissing her neck. I will never forget that feeling. Her skin felt like it was on fire and softer than any skin I had ever felt. My lack of experience, fear for my job and fear of getting caught by her husband (he would occasionally have to come back to the house), persuaded me to compose myself and pry myself from her. I attempted to go back to work but my head was spinning. I told Kelly I had to go cut a board on the table saw up in the shop (200 feet away). I grabbed a board and went to the shop, but Kelly followed, saying that she would come and watch. She sat behind a workbench on a stool where she could watch me. I went about my business, still thinking of her soft neck and explicit stories. When I finished, I walked around the workbench and got the surprise of my life.
