Two days ago we had our furnace cleaned in preparation for the winter season. Unfortunately the evening of the next day, we tried turning on the furnace because the house was getting chilly. The Furnace wouldn't turn on. I went downstairs to have a look to see what the issue was. I'm no expert so we had to call the furnace company back and asked them to send someone out to look at it.
The Furnace company said that they would send someone out the next day to have a look at the furnace. My wife, Emily, asked them to come to the house after 4pm so that we can guarantee that someone would be here to let him in. Luckily, we have a space heater that we plugged in to help keep the living room a little warmer that evening.
That night when we went to bed, it was a little cool in our room. Didn't stop Emily from wearing her booty sleeping shorts to bed. She put on her purple flannel pajama top to cover her upper torso. No bra of course. I always sleep in boxers, no matter what the temperature is, because my internal temperature runs hot.
"Can we snuggle?" Emily asked me. "I'm cold."
She turned her back to me and I snuggled up behind her. I rested my arm around her hip and we drifted off to sleep. I'm not sure how long we were asleep, I woke up to her ass humping back into me. My cock was instantly hard. I wasn't sure if she was dreaming or awake so I thought I'd test the waters by moving my hand softly up under her pajama top, and cupped her big 38D breast. I felt her extremely hard and perky nipple and gave it a light pinch.
'MMMMMM.' Emily let out soft moan and started humping back into me.
I knew she could feel my hard cock through my boxers as she continued to hump her ass back into me. I moved my hand back from massaging her breast to release my aching cock from the slit hole in my boxers. When I did, my cock sprang up and landed against her ass cheek.
'Fuuuuck.' Emily softly whispered and slid closer to me and wedged her ass so that my cock was between her ass cheeks over top of her booty shorts. I started dry humping her, my cock sliding in between her ass cheeks. She was moaning more frequent and louder as she tightened her ass against me.
Emily then reached back and took the waist band of her booty shorts and pulled them down past her ass. She was so wet, that my cock slid in her tight pussy without any lube. As I slid straight into her, we both let out a beep moan. God, her pussy felt amazing. So hot and wet. I grabbed her breast again and started thrusting into her.
"Ugh Ugh Ugh, fuuck Ugh Ugh Ugh." Emily groaned in front of me as he continued to hump back into me.
Her ass felt amazing against me with each thrust. I pinched her nipple what caused her to quietly cry out. My hips began slapping harder to her. The lateness of the night and the quiet in the room made the slapping sounds louder as the bed also began to creak.
"OooooomyyyyyGod...fuuuuuck." Emily moaned loudly as her pussy contracted tightly around my cock. Her body shuddered as she came.
Once her body calmed down, I pulled my cock out so that my cock head was almost out of her pussy, then I slammed back into her. I did this 4 times and each time my wife let out a loud moan.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh." She moaned as her ass cheeks slapped against my hips.
I couldn't hold back any longer and with a deep grunt I filled her pussy with 4 or 5 ropes of cum. She let out a satisfied softer moan. We fell asleep after that because the next thing I remember was waking up the next morning as she walked into the room with wet hair and a towel around her.
"Good Morning" She said as she turned to face her closet and removed her towel.
She stood naked in front of me as she searched her closet for something to wear. I couldn't help but feel proud and horny as I watched her. I looked at her back and my eyes wondered down to her curvy hips and that fantastic tight ass. At 50, she still looks fantastic. My cock started to get hard as I laid in our bed watching her. I began stoking my cock watching her.
She pulled a pair of black dress pants from the closet and laid them on the bed. She still had no idea I was jerking off watching her. She then pulled out a pair of lace purple thong which she bent over slightly to put them on. I almost blew my load when she pulled them over her curvy ass cheeks. Then she picked out a white tank top and put it on and moving her wet blonde hair out from underneath it. She doesn't wear a bra because she finds them too constricting over her size 38D tits. So she color coordinates with whatever shirt of top she wears. Today obviously is a white dress shirt that she pulled out of the closet and placed on the bed over top of her pants that she put there.
She then turned around and looked over at me and saw that I was stroking my cock. "Reilly!?" She smiled. She picked up her pants and White dress shirt and walked past my towards the bathroom and hooked them on the door nob. Her ass cheeks shook in her purple lace thong as she walked. She then turned around and walked towards me. Her nipples were very prominent in the white tank top. She sat down on the side of the bed and flipped the covers back exposing my hand stoking my hard cock. Precum had already started dripping out the tip of my cock so my hand made wet sounds as I stroked.
She watched as I stroked for her with a smile on her face. She knows how much I love watching her, even more so when she's getting fucked. She looked at me, her hazel eyes causing my heart to flutter and cock to throb. Then I felt her soft hand around my cock. With a loud grown I moved my hand as she took over stroking my shaft. I wanted to close my eyes but her lustful stair kept my eyes hooked onto hers.
With her other hand she flipped up her tank top over her tits. They are shaking as she stroked me. I was moaning out loud, her grip felt so good as it worked my shaft up and down.
"I might let my boss fuck my tits today." She gave me a devilish grin. "Just imagine his old man cock sliding in between them."
I let out a loud grown as my hip thrusted up into her hand.
"MMMMM, I knew you'd like that." She smiled. "Let him fuck me again. Take me in his office."
My cock cock thicker in her hand. Loud wet sounds filled the room as she quickened her pace. Her hand wet with my precum.
"Me licking his cock head every time it pushed up between my tits." She continued to fire my imagination. Her tits shaking faster with each stroke.
"His cum hitting me in the face and landing on my tits."
That was it for me. I unleashed a torrent of cum into the air as I came. Landing on my stomach and her hand. She wiped her hand on my hip and got up of the bed.
"We need to hurry or we will both be late for work." She said as she walked into the bathroom. Those ass cheeks beautifully shaking in front of me.
I got up out of bed, took my boxers off and threw them into basket and walked into the bathroom to jump in the shower. Emily was bent over blow drying her blonde hair. I gave her ass a slap as I walked past and into the shower. As I washed myself I was watching her. That image of her boss fucking her brought up images of him fucking her at last years company Christmas party. With this years party fast approaching, I wonder if we would get a repeat performance.
She turned off the blow dryer and stood up straight. Her long wavy blonde hair looked hot as hell. She walked out of the washroom with her chosen black dress pants in hand. By the time I was finished in the shower and my Uniform on by the time I made my way out into the kitchen. Emily was standing leaning against the counter and was fully dress and finishing her coffee.
I poured myself a cup and sat at the table and looked through some emails. Emily gave me a kiss on the cheek and she was out the door and off to work. Another 20 minutes later I was out the door as well.
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Workday done. I headed home. I wasn't looking forward to the traffic. I was right in my summation, Traffic was slow as well. By the time I tuned onto our driveway it was 5:30pm and pitch black outside. The Furnace company truck was already there and parked beside my wife's car. I pulled my laptop out the backseat and made my way inside, just in time as I felt a few flakes of wet snow fall from the sky.
Inside, I made my way into the kitchen and took my uniform jacket off and hung it over one of the chairs. I could hear Emily laughing and talking with the repair man in the basement. Their voices were muffled so I couldn't hear what they were talking about but apparently it was a fun conversation. I Put a keurig cup in the machine and turned it on.
As my coffee was being made, I could hear some banging going on downstairs as the furnace was being attended to. I sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and opened my laptop to fire off some last minute emails. Then I heard Emily and the repair man coming up the stair.
"Oh, high babe." Emily smiled at me as she made it to the top of the stairs. "This is our hero Stan." She said as she walked past me.
Emily still had on the outfit she left in so Stan must have been already at the house waiting for one of us to get home. He saw my uniform and already clued in to who I was. He held out his hand and we shook hands.
Stan was an ok looking guy. Probably a little older than me, which I think puts him in his late 50s. His hair was silver and he was taller than my wife so maybe around 6 foot.
"I just need to see where your thermostat is." He said looking at my wife.
As she turned around to walk into the living room I checked out her ass. You could easily see the thong outline underneath her pants as she walked. I looked up at Stan, and he was looking at the same thing I was. Emily pointed at the Thermostat and then sat in her chair. From where I was sitting in the kitchen I had perfect view of my wife. I drank my coffee I watched her smile and flirt with Stan.
Stan put the digital thermostat back into place and fired up the furnace. I could hear it running in the basement.
"Now I just need to check your cold air return." Stan said looking at Emily. She got up off her chair and he walked behind her checking out her ass as she showed him where the cold air vents were. Satisfied that they were ok. they made their way way back to the living room and Emily sat back in her chair.
"We might need to schedule a duct cleaning soon." She said.
"When was the last time they were cleaned?" He asked her.
"Its been going on 10 years." She said looking over at me and I gave her a shrug. "They are probably dirty like my mouth."
I was taken back at that last reply, I almost spit out my coffee. I put my cup down on the table so I couldn't spill it.
"Is that right?" Stan asked looking at her.
"Want me to show you?" She smiled up at him.
"Erm, what!? Really?" He replied shocked.
Then he turned and looked at me. I picked up my coffee cup, took a sip and winked at him.
"I definitely would like to." He sounded like he was being played a joke on.
Emily motioned for him to walk closer to her. She moved forward in her chair.
"I've been curious as to what you have behind here. She said moving her hands up and down his pants looking him in the eyes. Here hazel blue eyes no doubt mesmerizing him.
"I have to message my wife and tell her I'll be a little late. I hope you don't mind that I'm married do you?" He asked.
Emily smiled and undid his zipper. "You don't mind If I am?" She reached in his pants and pulled out his cock.
