Holiday Tip
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2022 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Meghan is cleaning the bathroom when the fuel oil guy comes. She gives him a tip he likely won't soon forget. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Oral Sex Illustrated .
Paul the oil man came (yes) as I was getting ready to clean the bath. I was still in my gown so I figured I would say hi. I opened the patio door and the cold air instantly hardened my nipples and the wind blew my gown up around my legs.
With my hair blowing around and me trying to keep my gown down, Paul got some good looks at my breasts. Paul is burly, good looking and I thought hung big time but I didn’t really know. I know him from my house and I always said “hi” when he came, but this was his first time at Beth’s.
“Did you move?”
“Yes, sort of. Beth and I are using both houses but we are together. I will probably sell my house.”
“Oh man, that’s cool! I won’t miss your driveway in the winter!”
“C’mon inside for a minute, it’s too cold for me dressed like this.”
“Dressed? You don’t look it!”
Paul is tall and big, the kind of guy a gal can hug and feel safe. I closed the door and stood before him, my gown exposing most of one shoulder, my hair a mess from sleeping, and the wind. Paul gazed at my body, my breasts and legs, my manicured toenails.
“God,” he whispered. “Shoulda worn a coat.” His clothes were permeated with the smell of oil but early in the morning his body was still clean. Even without the coat, it was going to be a challenge getting him undressed.
I got close to his face but didn’t kiss him. I whispered, “I think you have something I want.”
I pulled the suspenders over his shoulders and he wiggled his arms out of them. I unbuttoned the side buttons and pulled the material to the floor. The bulge in his jeans was apparent and I easily got them unzipped and down to his ankles with the rest of his clothes. I slid my hand up inside his boxers and found his hard penis, a moan of anticipation as I pulled the boxers down.
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