I am blessed with a hot wife who has a body that men die to touch, including me. We are happily married and have been friends since high school although we both married others the first time around. We have a wonderful sex life and have had many steamy adventures, most of which we have done together.
First, perhaps I should tell you a bit about her. She is 5 ft, 4 inches tall, weighs about 118 and has incredible 38DD breasts on a very petite frame. She has long, slender and very shapely legs. She is brunette with dark hair and even darker, piercing eyes. She is what I consider to be a classic (think Audrey Hepburn) looking woman and always dresses to accent her "assets" even when we are going to a black-tie affair. Sexy, smart...maybe even smartass, quick witted and fun with a great sense of humor, all would describe her rolled up into one petite and hot little package.
Oh, I almost forgot to mention that she is the closest thing to a nympho I have ever known. She can climax over and over and never seems to tire when having sex. That makes her lovers feel like they are the mightiest and most virile man on the planet, but she is gifted with a high libido and loves sex with a variety of lovers.
Last summer we decided it was time to do some interior painting at our house. Friends of ours recommended Carlos the Painter. He is a Hispanic man who, by any standard, is a nice looking fellow. He is about 5 ft, 9 inches tall, has caramel colored brown/tan skin, dark eyes and a fit physique. He is also very charming with his Latino accent and good looks. No wonder housewives hire him to do painting around the house. And he has a lot of shall we say, "repeat "customers.
I arranged for him to come to the house on a Saturday afternoon, so we could both meet him. He was polite, charming and very professional. We showed him the rooms we wanted to paint, and we discussed colors and how long it would take to finish. He said he could have it done in about 5 days and could start as soon as we picked the paint colors.
Knowing that I would not be able to be at the house while he was painting it was important that Maggie be comfortable with him. After all, when you let someone in your house with their crew, you must have a high level of trust and confidence in them. Carlos bred confidence and professionalism so once he left, we agreed to his price (very reasonable) and the start date.
Maggie asked me if I wanted to go with her to pick out the paint colors. I told her that I was too busy and because she has such impeccable taste, I trusted her to choose the best colors for the rooms we wanted to paint. She told me she might ask Carlos to meet her at Home Depot to ensure that she picked the right type of interior paint. Although I said nothing at the time, I thought that Maggie might have more in mind than painting the rooms.
A couple of days later Maggie went to Home Depot where she met Carlos and they selected the paint colors for each of the five rooms to be painted. Maggie wore tight jeans and a long sleeved, tight cotton tee shirt which showed off her lovely and large breasts. She never wears a bra so any blast of cold air or a brush of a hand near her breasts always resulted in very erect nipples, easily visible through her clothes.
That evening she told me she thought Carlos was flirting with her. I suspect it was the other way around, but I asked her if she felt uncomfortable with him and she assured me that she had everything under control. She always knows exactly what she is doing.
The following week Carlos showed up promptly Monday morning and Maggie and I had moved some of the furniture around to make it easier to access the walls. He had a crew of two additional helpers and they were polite and efficient but apparently did not speak much English. I got Carlos and his crew started and left for the office while Maggie, attired in shorts and a cotton tee, directed them until they started painting.
When I returned from the office later that afternoon, I found that the dining room had been entirely painted and they had already started on the living room. Furniture was covered well but the drop cloths had been removed and folded and placed outside on the deck. When I asked Maggie how they did and if she was pleased, she assured me they were first class and she was very pleased. She left it at that, but I could tell that she was already plotting something erotic although I was not sure what with a crew of three men in the house. That is just not her style, especially with me not in attendance.
The week seemed to fly by and clearly Maggie was getting along well with Carlos. Each day she chose a different outfit and each day she showed a little more skin than the previous day. She is so devious.
By Thursday evening the house was looking great and the painting crew was almost done. Maggie was delighted with their work and kept me informed (in general) about their progress during the week. After a couple of drinks on that evening Maggie smiled that sexy grin and I knew something was up. She asked if we could talk. Well, of course, we always talk, especially about anything to do with sex or "fantasy adventures."
She told me she was attracted to Carlos and wanted to know if I might be up for a little sexy adventure. Of course, I said yes and asked what she had in mind. She asked me if I had to work on Friday. I told her my schedule was flexible and, again, asked what she was thinking. Finally, she got around to her plan.
She told me that she had been teasing Carlos all week with looks down her blouse or a peak into her shorts without panties. She rarely does this. And while she did her Southern woman tease, she was afraid that because of the cultural differences and the fact that Maggie was a client might make it difficult for Carlos to go along with her little plan. She also thought he was a bit shy although he did seem to "warm up" to her rather obvious advances throughout the week.
Because she felt Carlos was shy she was intrigued with the idea of seducing him. She had never done anything like this before but had decided to try this as it was something totally different from anything she had ever done. In most of our adventures, I had things set up or it was well known in advance of the meeting, exactly what was going to happen. However, in this case, it was less than certain that Carlos would respond to her advances. After all, he was married with two small children and he always tried to maintain a professional attitude in the interest of keeping his business thriving.
