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I pulled up outside the house which stood out like no other. Victorian Gothic architecture; it had more in keeping with the Adams Family Mansion than a home in the suburbs. It screamed of wealth and privilege but with manicured grounds and a neatly raked flint gravel path that presented a homely feel. My feet crunched as I walked up the path checking the letter was in my back pocket. Noting that the studded oak doors were slightly ajar I pushed them open and stepped into the inner porch. It was secured from the hallway by stained glass panels and similar double doors. It was both beautiful and effective, the equivalent of modern obscure glass.
I knocked loudly; twice. I saw movement behind the panel indicating that I was being observed through the security camera. After a moment the security chain rattled, and the door opened wide. Amanda was standing in only her lingerie, a conscious last minute decision judging by the crumpled kimono lying on the stairs behind her. I looked her up and down from the strappy four-inch red stilettos, white stockings, garter belt and lace panties to the matching camisole.
"I didn't expect you to be wearing so little Amanda," she merely shrugged causing the strap on her right shoulder to fall down her arm. The pale smooth flesh and slender shoulders were as enticing as hell.
As she backed into the hallway, I followed pushing the door shut behind me. I allowed a few seconds for her to check me out before stepping forward to spin her around to face the stairs. With hands on each hip, I pulled her back against me moving my palms onto the point of her hips. The fingers of my left hand reached forward and pressed firmly on her groin while I nuzzled her bare shoulder with my lips.
"I have something to deliver" I said.
"Really? I thought you always had something to deliver as my husband's PA."
I was starting to feel my groin throb as I drank in her perfume. Slowly I slid my right hand down her thigh to the top of her stockings and onward across their silky surface to her knee. I felt her shudder as my hand started to move slowly back up her thigh. She stepped sideways slightly placing her feet apart. I took this to be my cue to continue the journey upward. I slid my hand under the garter strap and my fingers inside her stockings to her inner thigh.
I was now alternately kissing and gently biting her neck and shoulder aroused by the low whimpers as she exhaled. My thumb sought the edge of her panties forcing its way under the tight lace where I could rub against her mound. My erection developing, I knew it was time to dispense with the gentle arousal of Amanda's body.
Turning her back around I looked into her eyes and placing my hands on her shoulders pressed her down onto her knees on the carpet. Resisting only momentarily she held my gaze as she sank to the floor. I had chosen my clothing carefully. A white silk shirt, soft linen trousers with draw cord waist and deck shoes.
"Remember its balls first Amanda" I said.
I slowly unbuttoning my shirt whilst leaving her to pull at the cord at my waist. My developing erection prevented my trousers from falling straight away. Amanda's gentle manoeuvring around my cock had them on the floor next to my shirt. Her gaze shifted from my eyes to my cock. Pinching my sack tight she forced my balls forward and slowly licked between them up to my swelling head. I placed my hand on her head pushing back down, repeating my earlier command.
"Sorry Steve I was getting a little carried away."
"Well don't, there is plenty of time for that."
Now focused on my instructions she sucked one of my balls into her mouth until I could feel it behind her teeth. The mix of pleasure and pain at having them bitten is a massive turn on for me. Especially as she blew that one out and sucked in the second. I could not help but groan in ecstasy.
"Fine you have been a good girl and can now finish the job to make sure you get the fucking you deserve later."
Amanda was now licking up and down my cock before finally placing her lips over the top and sucking its full length into her mouth. There, she alternately sucked and blew making me squeal with delight. Finally, she pressed my entire length into the back of her throat. I held her head in place a few seconds longer than she would herself. When she pulled back saliva dripped down her chin and onto my cock.
Grasping her biceps, I pulled her upright and slipped the remaining strap of her camisole down. Her full breasts held it in place but a tug at each side and it dropped to her waist where it hung precariously against the lace panties. Stepping out of my trousers and flipping my deck shoes off it was now my turn to go down on my knees to pull down her wet panties. These had to be eased over her tight buttocks but then fell away followed by her camisole. I had Amanda completely naked in front of me. She was no catwalk model, and her philosophy was, "If God did not give it to me I don't want it!" In practice there was nothing she needed. She was a very "Yummy Mummy," 5' 6" of beautiful mature thirty something woman. A testament to a careful diet, gym sessions, and a little pampering.
Her toned legs were set slightly apart and accentuated by the 4" scarlet stilettos ending in a tight "V". Her arousal was obvious in the protruding and glistening labia and clit. A neatly trimmed cushion of soft auburn curls sat below lean hips. Just a hint of her abs balanced her slightly rounded lower belly, a testament to more than a little exercise and evidencing her glowing womanhood. Similarly, there was a little definition to her ribs but no skintight flesh. But the most sensational of all were her full rounded breasts with hard brown nipples and large chestnut-coloured areolae. Shoulders and neck where fine and smooth marked only by the light bite marks of my earlier excitement.
I leaned forward and kissed her hard on the mouth withdrawing and bending before she had the time to reciprocate. My arms and hands went around her buttocks and thighs and I lifted her to waist height where she immediately wrapped her legs around me. I felt the heels and buckles of the shoes cut into me. She bit into my neck and wriggled trying to impale herself on my cock.
