Tammy looked out the window of her home. It was a beautiful white winter morning in Washington today. The air was crisp and clear and for some reason, Tammy was looking forward to going to work today. Today was like every other day, so she didn’t know why she would be so excited, but it was a sixth sense that some women had. Tammy was a teacher’s assistant at a school and she loved her job, but sometimes she was bored. She wasn’t so much bored with her job because she had a lot of friends where she worked, but she was a little bored with her life. Her husband was a construction worker and he was gone most weeks and she longed for his touch but he seemed to be more interested in making a living instead of dealing with the life they had planned together.
She stepped outside and the contrast of the morning air hit her in the face. Damn, the looks can be deceiving when you are looking outside from a warm house. She opened her car door and started it and the Mustang roared to life. She let it warm for a minute and then put it in gear and backed out of the driveway. She always enjoyed this time of day, the nice quiet drive to school, a gentle song playing on the radio, just herself, away from her kids, feeling the gentle thump of the road. It gave her a chance to reflect of her life, a good life by a lot of standards, but not as good as she had thought it would be.
She often wondered what it would be like to have a normal life, one where her husband came home every night and went to bed with her, snuggling next to him, her head on his shoulder. Oh well, she knew that this was part of the deal, the way it would be as long as her husband was able to work because he wasn’t the type to work locked up in a factory. She pulled in the parking lot of the school and parked the Mustang. She was a few minutes early so she decided to just sit here and enjoy the music coming from her speakers. She closed her eyes and remembered the last time that her husband had been home, how wonderful the lovemaking had been. He was a good lover, it was just that he wasn’t home enough to keep her sexual needs satisfied.
She stayed there for a few minutes, remembering the gentle touch and how it had made her feel. As she thought about the past weekend, she started feeling that warm feeling between her legs, that feeling she got when she thought about sex. She loved sex and planned to get some soon, although she didn’t ever know when her husband was coming home. She opened her eyes and then looked at the clock on her dash. She opened the door and got out and then shut it again and headed off into the school.
As she was going inside, she noticed a utility truck in the parking lot and her mind instantly wandered to the construction workers and how she loved to look at them and fantasize about being taken by one of them. This was the last day of the construction project and she knew that the electricians would be done installing the lights and then as quickly as they came, they would depart and she would have to wait for the next project before she would get another show. There was always some kind of construction going on there and she didn’t mind, because it allowed her to look at the tight behinds of the construction workers. God she loved the look of a construction worker, running around in their hard hats and those tight blue jeans.
She supposed that was one thing that attracted her to her husband in the first place. She went into her class room and prepared for the day’s activities. Soon the children were in, hustling about and her mind quickly turned to the work at hand. She stayed busy most of the morning and her mind didn’t have time to wander. It was soon time for lunch and that meant a break from work and a chance to get her thoughts together. She left her classroom and walked to the commons area and went to the soda machine. She didn’t usually eat here but she wanted to watch the tight asses of the construction workers. She sat down and then she noticed him. He was a man in his late 30’s or early 40’s.
He had a full head of dark hair and a beard. He wasn’t tall but he had all the requirements, a pair of jeans, a T-shirt and he had a tool belt strapped to his side and it made his ass look all the much nicer. She watched him for a while, watching him climb on the ladder, giving her a birds eye view of his behind. She opened her lunch sack and looked in it and then she smiled. She had an idea that bordered on the really nasty. She looked around to make sure that there was no one else that could see her. She looked up at the electrician on the ladder and she smiled at him. He smiled back and then went back to his business on the ladder. “Damn I’m horny” she said to herself as she reached in the lunch sack and pulled out a container of vanilla pudding. She opened the top and set it aside. She then reached into her sack and took a banana out. She looked up at the electrician and smiled at him again and then began peeling her banana.
The man smiled and she smiled back at him and then she did it. She put the banana up to her face and gently placed a kiss on the piece of fruit. The electrician’s face changed immediately. It went from a look of seriousness to a look of utter disbelief. Tammy picked up her container of pudding and dipped the banana into it. She took her tongue and started licking the pudding off of it using little strokes, starting at the bottom of the banana and working her way up to the tip. She thought “now I have his attention.” She took the banana and once again dipped it into the pudding and looked at the man and then she opened her lips and inserted the fruit into her mouth. She closed her eyes and slid it out of her mouth, raking the pudding off with her lips. She looked at the man’s reaction. It didn’t take long to see it. She noticed that the crotch of his pants were starting to strain.
She took her tongue and gently run them across her lips to get the pudding off of them. Once again she dipped the banana into the pudding and placed it in her mouth. She closed her lips and began to suck on it and then she put the banana deep into her mouth and she was almost able to put the entire length into it. She looked at the electrician who was completely at her mercy now. His cock was really starting to strain the denim in his jeans and she was loving it. She slowly nibbled on the banana and then little by little she consumed it, stopping occasionally to dip it into the pudding and suck it off. After a while, she looked down at her watch and knew that she had better get back to her class. She finished off the banana and put her things back in the sack. The electrician was still standing there, simply amazed at what Tammy had done, eating this banana slowly, sucking on it like it was a cock. Tammy stood up, straightened her skirt and started back to class.
That afternoon at class, Tammy could hardly keep her mind on her work. All she could think about was the electrician, his cock straining his pants, wanting to get out and get between her lips. The last bell rang and Tammy said bye to all the children. She started putting all her materials up for the day. She looked at the calendar and suddenly realized that this was Wednesday, her day to supervise the children getting on the bus at the end of the day. This usually meant staying over for an hour or 2 depending on the condition of the roads and making sure that all the kids were gone and then lock the doors. Once the children were on the bus, she started walking the school building, locking all the doors and making sure all the windows were secure. As she was roaming the halls, she noticed that there was a light on in the boy’s locker room. “Damn janitor,” she said out loud. Tammy moved slowly to the door and heard a hissing sound. It sounded like water. She knew that basketball practice was over a long time ago. I bet those boys left the water on she said to herself. She proceeded to the showers to turn it off. Then she stopped.
“Oh my goodness,” Tammy said, covering her mouth with her hand and quickly turning away.
“Who’s there” a man’s voice said?
“It’s me, I’m just locking up. Who’s in there” She asked?
She heard the water turn off and a man walked around the corner. Oh my God. She couldn’t believe it. There he stood, the electrician, naked except for a towel wrapped around himself. “What are you doing here,” she asked, embarassed as hell that she was here and talking to this man that she had teased today.
The man grinned. He could tell that she was embarrased and she could tell by the look on his face that he was really enjoying it. “I have an agreement with the principal that I could take a shower after work. I live in a camping trailer and I don’t have any running water, so here is where I have been cleaning up.”
Tammy stood there, not knowing what to think, not knowing what to do except stare. God he looked good. His body glistening from the beads of water that had accumulated on his chest and shoulders, his hair wet and shiny. She looked him up and down, looking at the hair on his chest and the muscles that were the muscles of a working man, not those of a body builder but the kind that could only be obtained by working with your hands. She looked down and could see the outline of his cock on the towel. It looked half hard, the outline showing against the white cotton material. “HEY,” the man said, “I know you. You are the little cock teaser that was outside at lunch today. She one loving on that banana.”
“N-n-no,” she said, “you have it all wrong, Y-y-you were imagining things.”
“Yeah right” said the man. “How would you like to suck on the real thing.” With that, he moved his hand and his towel fell to the floor.
Tammy was floored. She didn’t know what to do. She wanted this man so bad, wanted his body close to her, wanted his scent in her nose. Tammy looked at this man, standing there naked as the day he was born and she felt a tingle between her legs. “Put your towel back on.”
The man moved closer to her. She backed away and again he moved forward. She saw that his dick was starting to get harder. Tammy moved to the right and dashed past the man, but he was too quick for her and he grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. He moved his hands down and grabbed her butt. He squeezed her right buttock and pulled her close, pulling her into his groin. “Stop or I’ll scream,” she said!!
“The only thing you’ll be screaming is ‘fuck me John, fuck me,’” he laughed. He moved his lips to hers. He kissed her passionately. It had been so long, and this man’s mouth on her did something to her. She tried to protest but it did no good. He held her there and kept his lips pressed on hers, his tongue probing deep into her mouth and his hard on pressing against her crotch. As suddenly as he started, he stopped. “I’m not the kind of guy that will force myself on a gal. If you want more, come with me baby.”
