I was working as an Insurance agent in Kent a few years ago, which was the type of job that meant I regularly had to call on housewives during the day. I had seen this woman a few times whilst driving past her house. Although I did not visit her at that time our eyes had locked on several occasions and I guess we both knew that we had some kind of attraction for each other. She was about 35, slim, attractive short blond hair, and with her kids at school she had a lot of time at home on her own. Well the day came that I found an excuse to call at her house and after a brief chat she took a policy out with me, which of course meant I would need to call on her once a month. On my next visit I left her until last and eagerly knocked at the door. She knew I would be calling that day and opened the door, smiled and invited me in. She offered me coffee which I accepted. She turned and walked in to the kitchen and I followed, admiring her trim little backside as she walked in front of me. She was wearing a light summer dress, revealing nothing, but as I, followed her, inhaling her perfume my heart was in my mouth with excitement of what might be to come. She made the coffee and we drank it standing up whilst talking about anything and everything, never taking our eyes off each other. She had her back to window and as the bright sun shone through her dress, I could clearly see the outline of her body. I could make out the shape of her breasts and the contour of her backside and I couldn’t stop myself looking harder and harder. She quickly realised what I was doing and I am sure on purpose, moved to the patio doors, giving me a perfect view of her naked body through her dress. The sexual tension was enormous. She turned and looked out onto the garden with her legs slightly apart. I stood behind her, looking over her shoulder. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. I stood still , taking deep breaths trying to get as much of her as possible into my lungs, not daring to touch her in case I had got it all wrong and she was really just a very nice lady who had taken out a policy and given me a coffee. I stood like this for what seemed ages but was probably only a few seconds. And then it happened. She very slowly and gently lent back on to me. That was all she had to do. I put my arms round her waist and kissed her neck. She moved her head to one side to allow me better access and I kissed and sucked her neck vigorously. She had her eyes closed and was moaning loudly, which turned me on even more. I moved my right hand up to her breast and felt for the first time she had no bra on and I squeezed her nipple straining through the thin dress. She moaned again and pushed her backside against my cock which I only now realised was rock hard. I moved my hands to her hips and pulled her towards me pushing my cock into her as hard as I could. She slumped forward and put both hands on the patio door. I pulled her dress up and put my hand between her legs. She had no underwear on and was soaking. I sank to my knees and licked and sucked her clitoris from behind occasionally sliding my tongue through her pussy lips to her bum. I had never done this before but by now was so excited I would have done anything. She was still moaning loudly and seemed delirious. Then she suddenly stopped, stood up and turned round to face me. I stood up and kissed her passionately on the lips. She stroked my bulging cock through my trousers and very quickly undid my belt and zip to release me. She squeezed me hard and started to wank me roughly and then sank to her knees and took me in her mouth, sucking furiously. Soon I had to stop her as I could have cum very quickly and I didn’t want to do that so soon. I picked her up, she wrapped her legs round my waist and I stumbled to the wall. The tip of my cock was at her very wet pussy lips and with one thrust I was inside her. I pushed and pushed with no thought other than to achieve a climax. She had her eyes closed and head back and was moaning loudly with each push. After what seemed like several glorious minutes but was probably only a few seconds, we both came together, very noisily. After a few minutes we had recovered and looked at each other with embarrassed smiles. “Come on” she said “lets have a drink”. She got a bottle of wine from the fridge, a couple of glasses and led me upstairs. We made love a couple more times that afternoon but nothing was as good, or as passionate as that first encounter.