His Story It was a warm spring day, the callout was for a blue Renault that had stuck in gear. The owner had managed to drive it home but it was outside the house and pointing the wrong way to get it out. He pulled up as the Sat-Nav announced “You have reached your destination” Sure enough the Renault was parked facing towards the house, it was going nowhere. He parked and got out of the cab and walked to the front door, rung the bell and waited. No answer. He checked the paperwork on his clipboard, it was the right address and the car registration was correct. He rang the bell again and waited. Footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs, the door opened and an attractive woman in her early forties answered the door wearing a T-shirt and jogging bottoms. Her hair was wet and the outline of her breasts and nipples showed through the thin cotton of the T-shirt. “Sorry” she said, “I’ve just got out of the shower, come in while I get the keys” “It’s OK” he replied, “I’ll wait here, I’m a bit oily and my boots aren’t clean” “Here’s the keys, it won’t change gear. I don’t know if you can fix it or will you have to tow it away?” “May be something simple, I’ll take a look and give you a shout in ten minutes” “OK, I’ll just finish getting ready to go out” she said as she turned and walked into the house. “Nice tits” he thought, as he watched her walk away. He tossed the keys in the air and caught them as he semi skipped down the path. The lights flashed as he turned the alarm off. He opened the door and sat in the drivers seat. A school of motoring roof box was on the back seat. She was right, the gear lever was floppy, no doubt from a series of learner drivers crashing in and out of gear. He depressed the clutch and started the engine. As he eased the clutch up the car strained forwards, it was the same no matter which position the gear lever was in. He switched off the engine and pulled the lever to pop the bonnet. As he got out of the car he spotted her in the bedroom window, topless but facing away. “Bad timing, nearly caught a glimpse of her topless then”, he thought as he opened the bonnet “ I like a woman who undresses with the curtains open” He bent over the engine compartment and immediately spotted the problem. The gear selector cable had come off the gearbox. This was a common fault on front wheel drive cars and probably not helped by the rough handling of the learner drivers. He reached in and popped the end of the cable back on to the small ball joint on the gearbox. He went back to his breakdown truck and got three plastic cable ties, which he then zipped around the cable end to hold it firmly in place. “That should hold it for a while” he thought as he got back into the drivers seat to try out his handy work. The engine started and the gear lever moved with a slight notchy feeling. It would be OK for an experienced driver but maybe not good enough for a learner. He got out of the car and as he walked around to close the bonnet he spotted her in the bedroom window again just as she finished pulling on a black sweater. “Not my day for timing, missed her again” he thought as he turned and closed the bonnet. He locked the car on the remote and went back to the front door. She answered within a few seconds. She stood there in a short black mini dress that clung to her figure accentuating her firm breasts and hips. “I’ve made a temporary fix” he said, “It should be ok for a while, but I’m not too sure about how it will hold out with your learner drivers. You’ll need to get a new cable fitted at our workshop. Do you want to take it for a test drive? I’ll follow you to make sure you’re OK” “I’m sure it will be OK” she replied, “Would you like a drink before you go. How much do I owe you? Have I got anything to sign?” “ I really think you should try it first before you sign the job off” he replied “Can you take it for a spin for me?” she said as she handed back the keys “ I have a something that I need to do before I go out” He noticed a glint in her eye as she handed back the keys. Her left hand touched under his pausing for a brief second as she dropped the keys with her right onto his outreached hand. “I’ll take it for a spin for ten minutes, here’s my card with my mobile number in case I do a runner” he said laughing as he turned to walk away. As he walked down the path he noted that he didn’t hear the front door shut, he turned to see her watching him intently as he walked away toward the car. He pressed the remote and turned to get in the car. As he looked back up the path he saw that she had gone in, the door was closing behind her. The diesel fired into life and he selected reverse with no problems. As he drove away he changed gear as often as possible to test his fix. A warning light lit up on the dashboard, a sidelight warning. A bulb must be out. “Nice job even though I say so myself” he thought to himself as a song from his teens came on the stereo. Living on the ceiling. “Mm, Blancmange” he thought, pleased with his knowledge of obscure 80’s bands. He drove for three minutes and then headed back. The music changed to “Sometimes when we touch” “Dan Hill, if I’m not mistaken” he said to himself, “weird compilation CD, nice tits though. I’ll forgive her” He pulled back in front of the house and parked. As he locked the car he was slightly disappointed that she wasn’t on the door to greet him. As he approached the door he noticed that it was slightly ajar. “Hello” he said, as he pushed the door open. No reply. A noise could be heard from upstairs. A hair dryer maybe? Too quiet, maybe a shaver?. “Hello” again, but louder. Just as he was about to call again she appeared at the top of the stairs looking slightly flustered. “That was a quick ten minutes” she said, “Sorry, I got carried away with something. Come in, would you like that cuppa now?” She walked down the stairs in bare feet in the mini dress, a glimpse of her white cotton underwear showing through. No bra, she had nice breasts not too big, not too small. The tightness of the dress held them firmly in place. A bra wasn’t needed and would spoil the line of the dress. “Yes please. Tea with half a sugar” “Sweet enough?” she answered back as she squeezed past him. A little closer than needed he thought as he caught a whiff of her perfume and a quick slide of her buttocks across his crotch. It was all he could do to resist reaching out and pulling her into him. He followed her into the kitchen noting the curves of her waist and hips under the dress. She clicked the kettle on and took two mugs and sugar from the cupboard. She bent over into the fridge to get the milk, revealing her tight backside in her white knickers under the dress. “How much do I owe you?” she said and turned as she held her hand out to take the keys. “I’ll have a word with the Boss and he can sort it with you when you bring it in to get the cable replaced” He held out his hand to drop the keys into hers as he caught that glint in her eye again. The keys missed her open hand and hit the floor. Before he could move she stepped back and bent over to pick them up. Her cleavage drew his eyes like a magnet as he looked down into the low V-neck of the dress. She lingered as she picked up the keys as if to give him a longer look, or was he just imagining it? His cock was semi hard in his overalls from looking at her. She looked up his body as she straightened slowly, pausing momentarily with her eyes fixed at his crotch. “Time to calm down” he thought, “Talk about something normal, calm down” “What does your Husband do for a living?” he blurted. “Shit, that was crap!!” he thought but it may safely divert the conversation. “He’s an I.T. geek” she replied, “He’s away until tomorrow evening at a boring exhibition in London with his geeky workmates” She finished making the tea and picked the teabags up walking to the bin. “My Son’s away in a Rock school camp for the week as well. I’m all alone, so I’m having an afternoon with the girls shopping before we go out clubbing tonight” She pressed the pedal on the bin and bent over slightly as she dropped the teabags in. Her figure looked incredible in that dress as she stood upright and walked over to the mugs of tea. “Is that enough milk?” she asked beckoning him over. He approached and standing close, peered over her shoulder. Looking longingly down her cleavage. Looking for a hint of a nipple he swallowed and replied, “Yes, that looks just about perfect from here.” His heart was pounding as he smelt her perfume, he longed to kiss her bare neck. His hand shook as he reached out to take the tea. He now knew what it was like to want a “MILF” In an instant her hand reached out and grabbed his, she turned and took the back of his head in her other hand and pulled him towards her. Before he knew it her lips were pressed to his and her tongue working it’s way into his throat. His cock stiffened as her breasts pressed against his overalls. He grabbed her backside and pulled her into him as her hand let go of his and slowly unzipped the front of his overalls. He turned her and pushed her back up against the kitchen table as she pulled his overalls off his shoulders. He took off his T-shirt revealing a broad chest and shoulders as she took one of his nipples in her mouth and sucked. The pleasure was intense as his cock stiffened further. Her hand expertly fished his cock out of his pants so that it was upright against them. His hand slid down her breasts to her thighs and then up the dress quickly finding the top of her knickers. She pulled herself up onto the kitchen table as he slid them down to and off her ankles, dropping them to the floor. Her legs opened and he took his rock hard cock in his hand and quickly plunged it into her. Her pussy was warm and soaking wet as he hammered into her. She gasped as he slid the dress off her shoulders and took her tits in his oily hands, her nipples were rock hard as her tits bounced with each hard stroke. She sank her fingernails into his backside as he slammed deep, hard and fast into her. The table could hardly take the pounding they were giving it. “Screw me!! Fuck my wet, tight cunt with your big cock!! Cum in me!!!” she cried, as his face and buttocks tightened. A few more strokes and he exploded inside her, giving her the full length as she lay with her head back on the table. The last few pulses of his cum were pushed into her wetness as she lay there gasping. Her dress was up around her waist and her tits glowing, nipples erect as his cock slid out of her and onto the table. His cum dribbled slowly out of her and onto the floor. He took his hard cock in his hand and put it back in his pants, zipping up his overalls. “By the way, you’ve got a sidelight bulb out” he said as he picked up his T-shirt and walked out and into the hall. She was spread semi naked and exhausted on the table. He watched as she dipped her fingers into her wet pussy. “Do you want me to call around tomorrow morning before work to change it for you? No charge” “Yes please, but isn’t a light bulb a two man job?” she giggled provocatively licking his cum off her fingers. “You’ll probably need a mate to help you” Her Story It was a warm spring day, the car had broken down just after a lesson. It would no longer change gear. She had managed to drive it home but it was outside the house and pointing the wrong way to get it back out. The morning had been spent cancelling lessons for the next few days as a precaution. A call had been put in to the garage for someone to take a look at it, they promised to call either later in the afternoon or first thing in the morning. She took the opportunity to catch up on some paperwork and housework before texting her lover. She was home alone and hoped for a quick call so that she could describe herself massaging oil into her body as she masturbated. She loved phone sex, but preferred the real thing. No text came back, he must be busy. She had called her friends and arranged to meet them for a quick girly shopping spree followed by a night on the town. She undressed and got in the shower. Imagining her lover with her she soaped her breasts as the powerful jets of water pounded her body. Her fingers slid down to her pussy as she parted her legs and hips and directed the hot jets onto her clit. The pleasure was overwhelming as she imagined her lover’s hot tongue on her. She quickly stopped, hoping that he would ring her to finish her off over the phone. She towelled dry as the doorbell rang. She hurriedly pulled on a snoopy T-shirt and an old pair of tracksuit bottoms just as the doorbell rang again. She ran down the stairs and opened the door to find an attractive mechanic in his mid 20’s holding a clipboard. Good, the garage had sent someone early. Maybe she could get some lessons in soon. “Sorry” she said, “I’ve just got out of the shower, come in while I get the keys” “It’s OK” he replied, “I’ll wait here, I’m a bit oily and my boots aren’t clean” “Here’s the keys, it won’t change gear. I don’t know if you can fix it or will you have to tow it away?” “May be something simple, I’ll take a look and give you a shout in ten minutes” “OK, I’ll just finish getting ready to go out” she said as she turned and walked into the house. “Mm, nice eyes, nice smile. But young enough to be my son, just” she thought still horny from her shower. She turned and watched as he walked down the path to the car. “Nice bum too” she said quietly to herself. She checked her mobile phone, still no message. She went upstairs to try on the sweater dress that her lover had bought her. The bedroom window looked out into the street over onto the estuary. She could change in the room without any neighbours noticing. It was a liberating feeling to stand naked in your own bedroom with the curtains open. So what if a passer by caught a glimpse? She turned and looked out of the window. The bonnet of the car was up and the young mechanic was bent over into the engine. He got up and walked to his van. “Yes, a very nice bum” she said louder, safe in the knowledge that nobody could hear. She touched her nipples as she thought, “I need to cum soon, but I need to get dressed” She pulled on her black sweater, it hugged her figure as she rolled it down over her curves. The mechanic was locking the car and heading back towards the house. She pulled on a pair of white cotton knickers, her pussy was wet with lust. “I really need to cum soon, hope he’s finished”, she thought as she headed down the stairs. The doorbell rang as she reached the bottom of the stairs. He stood there in his well fitting overalls, hands oily from her engine. “I’ve made a temporary fix” he said, “It should be ok for a while, but I’m not too sure about how it will hold out with your learner drivers. You’ll need to get a new cable fitted at our workshop. Do you want to take it for a test drive? I’ll follow you to make sure you’re ok” “I’m sure it will be OK” she replied, “Would you like a drink before you go. How much do I owe you? Have I got anything to sign?” “ I really think you should try it first before you sign the job off” he replied “Can you take it for a spin for me?” she said as she handed back the keys “ I have a something that I need to do before I go out” Her glance caught his, he had steel grey/blue eyes that pierced her. She paused as she handed back the keys, her hand touched his and a bolt of electricity flowed through her body. It travelled to her shoulders and down through her breasts to her wet pussy. “Fuck, what was that? I really need to cum now”, she thought, or did she say it out loud? “I’ll take it for a spin for ten minutes, here’s my card with my mobile number in case I do a runner” he said laughing as he turned to walk away. As he walked down the path she stood and watched him, he turned as she ogled his backside and the V shape of his broad shoulders and slim waist. She turned and pushed the door and ran up the stairs taking her mobile with her. She had ten minutes before he would return, there was still no message on her phone. She took off her knickers and took an intimate photo of herself in the mirror before texting it to her lover “Wish you were here” it read. Her old faithful rabbit, Roger, was taken from his hiding place as she lay on the bed and opened her legs. She watched in the mirror as Roger slid effortlessly into her wet pussy. She turned his pulse on and pressed him into her clit as she watched. She took a nipple between her finger and thumb and gently squeezed as she imagined Roger was her lover’s rock hard cock. The pleasure was excruciating as she writhed on the bed pushing Roger in and out of her. She wished her lover could hear her as she built slowly up to a climax. Roger became the mechanics rock hard cock as she slid into fantasy. “Hello” came a voice from downstairs. She was brought sharply back into focus as she heard the mechanics voice in the hall. “Hello” he said again, She gathered herself together and pulled her knickers back on, leaving Roger on the bed for later. “That was a quick ten minutes” she said, “Sorry, I got carried away with something. Come in, would you like that cuppa now?” She walked down the stairs in bare feet in the mini dress. He looked up at her intently. Did he hear her? How long had he been at the bottom of the stairs? “Yes please. Tea with half a sugar” he replied “Sweet enough?” she answered back as she squeezed past him. A little closer than needed she thought, but what the hell. She was as horny as hell, it would probably make his day. Her buttocks across his crotch, She could feel his semi hard cock beneath his oily overalls. It was all she could do to resist reaching out and pulling him into her. She led him into the kitchen, clicking the kettle on and taking two mugs and sugar from the cupboard. She bent over into the fridge to get the milk, her dress rode up slightly over her hips “How much do I owe you?” she said and turned as she held her hand out to take the keys. “I’ll have a word with the Boss and he can sort it with you when you bring it in to get the cable replaced” He held out his hand to drop the keys into hers as he caught that glint in her eye again. Her hands were trembling as the keys missed her open hand and hit the floor. She stepped back and quickly bent over to pick them up. She looked up his body as she straightened slowly, pausing momentarily with her eyes fixed at his crotch. “He’s got a hard on” she thought, “I need something inside me soon, have to get him out of here” “What does your Husband do for a living?” he blurted out blushing. “He’s an I.T. geek” she replied, “He’s away until tomorrow evening at a boring exhibition in London with his geeky workmates” She finished making the tea and picked the teabags up walking to the bin. “My Son’s away in a Rock school camp for the week as well. I’m all alone, so I’m having an afternoon with the girls shopping before we go out clubbing tonight” “Shit, too much info!!” she thought as she pressed the pedal on the bin to drop the teabags in. She stood upright and walked over to the mugs of tea. “Is that enough milk?” she asked beckoning him over. He approached her from behind, she could feel his deep breaths on her bare neck. He was very close, too close. She saw his reflection in the chrome of the kettle, was he staring down her cleavage? “Yes, that looks just about perfect from here.” he replied His hand shook as he reached out to take the tea. She was suddenly overcome with lust and reached out and grabbed his hand, she turned and took the back of his head in her other hand and pulled him towards her. Before he knew it her lips were pressed to his and her tongue working it’s way into his throat. She felt his cock stiffen as her breasts pressed against his overalls. He grabbed at her backside and pulled her into him as her hand let go of his. Overcome by the moment she slowly unzipped the front of his overalls revealing his powerful shoulders. He turned her and pushed her back up against the kitchen table as she pulled his overalls off his shoulders. He took off his T-shirt as she took one of his nipples in her mouth and sucked. She lost her inhibitions as she expertly fished his cock out of his pants. It was thick and hard and pre-cum already oozed from its head. His hand slid down her breasts to her thighs and then up her dress quickly finding the top of her knickers. She pulled herself up onto the kitchen table as he slid her knickers down to the floor. She opened her legs wide as he took his rock hard cock in his hand and quickly plunged it into her. Her pussy was warm and soaking wet as he hammered into her. She gasped as he slid the dress off her shoulders and took her breasts in his oily hands. “Fuck me, hard” she thought ignoring the fact that he was about 20 years younger than her. She imagined her lover fucking her on the table and then got back to the forbidden reality of the young mechanic fucking her. What would she do if her lover rang her now? Would she answer the phone and let him listen to her being fucked by this young stud? She imagined her lover with them, watching them fucking on the table and masturbating before taking his turn inside her as she sucked on the mechanics cock. She wanted the attention of two men screwing her at once, she wanted to taste her pussy on a cock as she was being fucked by another. She knew that she could pleasure them both as they took it in turns to fuck and suck her. Maybe she could take three or maybe four, what would it be like to be gangbanged by four well-hung studs? Her mind wandered and fantasised as she sank her fingernails into his backside. She felt his swollen cock deep inside her, he was fucking her as if his life depended on it. She noticed him speed up and his face tighten, he must be about to cum. She lost control as she screamed, “Screw me!! Fuck my wet, tight cunt with your big cock!! Cum in me!!!” In a few seconds she felt him stiffen further as his cock hit her cervix and pumped his young cum into her. She lay with her head back on the table trying to catch her breath. His cock slid out of her soaking pussy and onto the table. Cum dribbled slowly out of her and onto the floor. He put his hard cock back in his pants, zipping up his overalls over the bulge. “By the way, you’ve got a sidelight bulb out” he said as he walked out and into the hall picking up his T-shirt. “Fuck, I’m still as horny as hell” she thought as she dipped her fingers into her wet pussy. “Do you want me to call around tomorrow morning before work to change it for you? No charge” he enquired. “Yes please, but isn’t a light bulb a two man job?” she giggled as she licked his cum off her fingers. “You’ll probably need a mate to help you”