During my career selling real estate I've come in contact with all kinds of people. However, one couple stands out in my mind as the most remarkable and erotic I have ever encountered.
Sonny, and his attractive wife Bonnie, came into my office one day and said they wanted to see some homes in the area within a certain price range.
After the usual introductions and the customary hand shakes, I selected half a dozen or so properties that met their requirements from the computer.
Since I had no other appointments that afternoon we piled into my car and away we went. Sonny sat up front so I began to size him up as we drove on.
He was a casual, laid back kind of guy, middle-aged, with a slight paunch who didn't have much to say. I could see Bonnie only in the rear view mirror and an occasional glance over my shoulder. She seemed to be the "take charge" type and did most of the talking. From what I could see she looked very pretty and appeared younger than her husband by more than just a few years.
As we visited several homes, I had a better chance to check out Bonnie. Her personality was completely unlike Sonny. Her attire was different too, a conservative outfit, with no attempt to hide the voluptuous body underneath. Trim, and full figured, she carried her head high and proudly thrust out her generous, pointed breasts. She was obviously taking good care of herself in the body department. I noticed also when we talked she would eye me up and down and when our eyes met she gave me a slight smile and her tongue peeked out between her teeth to touch her upper lip. More than once I was sure she intentionally brushed against me with her breasts. She made no comment or excuse but I thought I heard her murmur "Mmmm," in an approving tone.
It became apparent that Bonnie was the dominant personality of the two. She seemed to talk down to Sonny and even belittle him on several occasions.
She didn't ask his opinion about much of anything. This didn't seem to bother Sonny one bit. I guess he was used to the treatment. By the day's end I pegged Sonny as a wimp. Bonnie, however, was another story. I figured her for at least a flirtatious prick-teaser. Maybe more.
On the way back to the office, Bonnie suggested we meet again the next day.
We agreed on a time, shook hands and they headed for their car.
The next day I was prepared with a list of five homes to show where I knew the owners would not be home. But I wasn't prepared for what came through the door.
Sonny was his casual self but the change in Bonnie's appearance was stunning. Her revealing outfit was intended to show off her dynamite figure. The blouse she wore was a very sheer white silk, through which I could see a lacy, flesh colored bra. A bra so thin that the dark areola around her nipples shown through. Her navy blue skirt was snug, but not too tight, and showed off her firm, well-rounded buttocks. It was cut above the knees with a slit up both sides exposing lots of leg. High heels and dark stockings completed the eye-catching ensemble. Even her auburn hair was styled in a loose, carefree manner.
Sonny grunted something as we shook hands. Bonnie's full breasts bounced almost unrestrained as she crossed the room to greet me. I was beginning to think my appraisal of these two was close to the mark.
In the car, Bonnie sat beside me with Sonny in the back. She angled herself on the bench seat of my old Benz so she could see both of us without turning. As Bonnie settled, she pushed her skirt up on her thighs showing off her long, shapely legs and the raised skirt allowed her to rest one knee high on the seat revealing her panty-covered crotch. A dark patch of pubic hair was clearly visible. She either was unaware of shooting her beaver at me or didn't care as she continued to lead the conversation. Her overflowing tits jutted out from around the shoulder harness and stretched the blouse tightly against them. Sonny couldn't see any of this from his back seat position. I was enjoying the display when, with some disappointment on my part, we arrived at the first house just as I felt the beginning of a hard-on.
I rang the bell several times not expecting anyone to answer. No one did, so I opened the lockbox to get the house key and let us in. Once inside the well-appointed home I called out to let anyone inside know we were there.
There was no reply. Sonny headed in one direction and Bonnie went in another. I stayed with Bonnie thinking she would ultimately be the decision maker. Besides, I wanted a chance to get her aside, away from Sonny. I was close behind her as she wandered down a hallway quickly looking into each room as if to make sure nobody was home. She suddenly reversed direction right in front of me, almost knocking me down. She pressed her body hard against me, pushing me to the wall and kissed my lips. She said, "I'm horny as hell. And you sure do turn me on, big guy. We better do something about it, don't ‘cha think?" With that, she put her hand on my dick and gave it a good squeeze. I did my best to recover from the sudden advances as she moved toward the kitchen.
Sonny was seated at the kitchen table when we entered and Bonnie announced,
"Well Sonny, this house seems to fit nicely. Don't you think so?"
"Uh huh," he mumbled. "Whatever you want, dear."
