The salesman seemed very young, and nervous as he made his way up my street. I had been watching him go from house to house, rubbing his palms over his thighs before ringing doorbell after doorbell. My husband had been out of town for two weeks, and I was feeling pretty lonely, and laughed at myself for looking forward to this young man ringing my bell to provide some amusement. I was in the process of getting dressed when I noticed the man from my bedroom window, watching him as I slipped my silk bra over my large breasts, and fixed my stockings to the garter belt. As I slipped on the matching thong, I looked at myself in the mirror, and liked what I saw. Instead of putting my dress on, I took my silk robe from the closet, soft and red and shiny, and slipped it over my body. I mussed my hair a little, to appear that I was napping, and went downstairs to watch and wait.
I felt shaky as I watched him approach, in his suit, looking professional and crisp. He rang the bell and slowly I answered, opening the door a little to let him get a glimpse. He held up a brochure, and explained that it was a drive for his school, to help the less fortunate. He said he was a senior at the local high school. I looked him over, he looked so mature, for a high school student. His body was manly, long legs, nice chest and broad shoulders. I opened the door wider to allow him in, "why don't you come in and tell me more about it," I asked.
He slipped inside the door, and I saw his eyes widen slightly at the sight of my voluptuous body under the thin robe. I led him to the study, to sit and chat, and walked in front of him, making sure he saw my round, firm ass cheeks wiggle under the silk. I swore I could hear him breathing as I showed him into the room. I motioned for him to sit on a soft chair, so he could use the long thin table in front of him, and I sat on a chaise next to the chair. I watched him open his case, glancing at my long legs. I crossed them slowly, sliding one calf over the other sensually, and I watched his pink tongue touch his upper lip. I had to press my thighs together to calm the throbbing that was beginning there. I tried to look interested as he explained the school's program, and as I leaned forward to get a better look, my robe fell open a little, exposing full breasts spilling over the top of my silk bra. The young man fumbled, and coughed, crossed his legs quickly, and I knew he was hiding the fact that he was getting aroused. I looked into his eyes deeply, smiling a sultry half smile, and took the papers from his hands.
He looked right back, seeming to understand what was required, and leaned forward to meet me, so I could taste his mouth. I touched him gently, licking softly and sucking his lips with my own. He responded by moving forward to kiss me harder, and his hands somehow rested on my hips. His tongue caressed the inside of my mouth, stroking mine, and I returned his caresses, as my hands crept up his chest to loosen his tie, and push the jacket from his strong shoulders. We did not speak, but our eyes never left each others. He pushed the robe from my shoulders and it slid down to make a puddle of red silk at my waist and around my hips. His hands under it, massaged my body with the silk, it felt cool against my hot skin. We both were leaning forward, and he pulled me over the thin table between us, and into his lap. I felt a hardness I was almost afraid of, wedging in between my legs, as I was pushed down and thrust up against, we were still kissing deeply, now more urgently than before, and he let his hands roam over my body, down my stockinged thighs, to the thong strap between my ass cheeks, to my silky bra, nipples tight underneath.
