I recently listed a wonderfully private home on acreage. It was well worth the million dollar price tag. It was vacant for the owners have taken off for north Queensland and wouldn't be returning fully expecting me to sell their property soon. The place was pretty much empty except for a few pieces of furniture that didn't fit on the truck. The only furniture left in the place was a full length sofa and a king size outdoor pool-bed tucked under the translucent pergola surrounding the very large and very private swimming pool. These folks were clearly very wealthy and simply left the extra's for the new owner to enjoy as a bonus to sweeten the deal.
About mid morning one day last week I took a very interesting call indeed. I received an inquiry from a lady called Inga. She requested a private inspection of the acreage property.
'Is that Mr. Samuel Honkers, real estate agent extraordinaire?' she inquired playfully on the phone. I could actually hear a sheepish delicious grin in the tone of her lovely voice.
'Yes it is ma'am.'
'I'd like a private viewing of that acreage you've got advertised.'
'Absolutely fine with me Ma'am - what time would suit you best?'
'How about straight away? Is it available for viewing right now?' she responded a little 'breathy'.
'Definitely is ma'am.' And leaving her with the address I said, I'll see you there in about 20 minutes.'
Grabbing the only house keys available, I drove to the property and arriving first I opened up the house and waited for my prospect.
Inga pulled up in the driveway soon enough and drove right up to the front entrance. I was waiting for her at the top of the steps that led to the front door.
As soon as she stepped out of the car she stood still and took a long careful look around the horizon, clearly making very sure there was no one that could see us from any adjoining properties, making sure that we wouldn't be seen or disturbed.
Then she asked, 'Are those gates at the entrance security gates?'
'Yes Ma'am.' I replied and jingling the bunch of keys for her to see I said, 'In fact I have the only keys to the place right here and yes they're locked shut so you can consider yourself fully secure from any other visitors or agents. We're totally alone, for as long as you need us to be ma'am.'
'Excellent. Oh, and do call me Inga. You can drop the formalities.'
She uttered this last instruction with a sexy smile disclosing her 'secret intent' and gently pressing her very dark sunglasses up the ridge of her nose she shut her car door behind her.
Standing by the car for a moment she commented on the tropical heat of the day and without waiting for a reply she undid her raincoat belt. The front of her coat fell open. My cock took a jolt of joy for what I saw. She approached me to shake my hand and smiling into my eyes she greeted me. 'Lovely to meet you Mr. Honkers -- hope you can help me today.'
With the open raincoat teasing me with brief glimpses of her voluptuous body my eyes caught a wonderful snap shot of her cleavage as she leaned in to shake my hand.
'Well' she went on to say, casting a quick glance around the house entrance, 'Hope we can do business today.'
All I could utter was a stuttering 'Oh...ah, yes ma'am.'
Inga smiled broadly. She took a deep breath indicating she was both clearly physically aroused and also satisfied we could not be seen nor interrupted by anyone. Walking back down the stairs and around to the back of her car she grabbed a rather large carry bag from the boot. Lacing it over her shoulder she began to walk back toward me up the stairs and into the house.
I could not take my eyes off her!
She was wearing the richest red high heel shoes. Her legs were laced with design stockings. Her makeup was spectacular. Her beautiful face was adorned with the richest red lipstick sporting a very French, very sexy black dotted birth mark atop her right cheek. Her hair was combed up and away from her lovely face exposing her pierced ears framed with a bold pair of earrings.
She looked absolutely HOT!
Walking up the stairs toward me she said, 'Now, young man, show me this house'. I liked the 'young man' tag. It turned me on.
She strolled throughout the entire house making the typical buyer inquiry comment about the place, playing the 'hard to get' real estate buyer.
Looking over the top of her sunglasses she asked, 'What's out the back?' and without waiting for my response she waltzed right past me and straight out to the pool area.
'Mmmmmm this is lovely. Nice and private don't you think?' was her immediate observation and placing her carry bag on the pool bed she continued on, opening the pool gate and into the pool precinct. It was a deliciously warm sunny tropical Queensland day -- about 30 degrees without a skerrick of wind or cloud in the sky.
Inga wandered aimlessly around the pool. It was like watching a model strut her stuff on the 'cat walk'.
As she turned the corner of the pool I began to see glimpses of her thoroughly sexy body and what skimpy gear she was wearing underneath her raincoat. Turning the final corner she continued to walk toward me looking everywhere but at me. As she reached the pool gate again she bent her shoulders back and shaking her shoulders a little she let the raincoat slide back and off her body. She just let it fall not even bothering to pick it up. The sliding raincoat revealing her sensuous body to me was totally erotic. She thrust her chest forward, purposely, bending her shoulders back, lifting her hefty sex pillows into the air with a focused purpose. Her nipple jewellery danced into my inner being.
(I knew instinctively that this very apparition of my lover, my wife and life partner, would stay with me for the rest of my life.)
My cock took an instant leap of joy when I saw her full frontal. Her hot red stockings climbed to the very summit of her legs framing her pussy. They were cling stockings so they stayed put atop her lovely legs. She wore no knickers at all! Her pussy was shaved to nothing but a simple pencil thin 'landing strip' that pointed toward her loving playground. She was sporting a very sexy coloured tattoo of a butterfly about the size of a hundred dollar note positioned slightly up and to the left of her totally exposed pussy.
My eyes moved to her large red leather belt circumnavigating her sexy mid-rift. She had it secured very tightly indeed accentuating her already thin waist even further. My darling looked absolutely fantastic and my ever expanding rod must have been 'visible' to her through my trousers.
The sexy bra she was wearing was absolutely spectacular! It was a 28DDD see-through half cup bra with obviously strong, under bone construction, elevating her massive tits into the air in front of her. The design of the bra engineered her huge hefty jugs in toward each other - really tight and close together, accentuating her massive tit mounds, showing me the most attractive cleavage possible.
The 'jewels' in the crown were her protruding nipples. They were adorned with a stunning string of pure white pearls! Nipple clips hung on swinging deliciously from side to side with each step she took. Her nipples were fully extended now, well clear of the actual clip that held each of her protruding nipple nubs. Looking directly at me, Inga was licking her lips now and biting them 'unconsciously', clearly reflecting the sensual pulse that was now growing, radiating throughout her entire body. Her pussy lips had clearly expanded showing a trace of her joy juice. The delicious combination of the Queensland summer heat shining directing onto her luscious body, with the privacy of the outdoors, was having its full effect on her -- and me!
My cock took an elevated jolt once again as I feasted once more on her delicious tits and near nude body.
To finish the scene she wore yet another string of pure white pearls, this one was laced around her neck coming to rest in and around her massive cleavage. The pearls danced over and around her huge jugs toying with each mound of sensuous flesh as she continued to take her cat walk toward me.
I must have been a sight because as she left the pool area to join me near the king size pool bed she muttered smiling, 'Close your mouth Mr. Real Estate Agent, your dribbling.'