I want more
My husband and I bought our house a year ago. The house needed some updating, and over time we started getting things done. One day he was at work and I was painting a room that was to get new flooring put in, we had gone to the home center and picked out what we wanted. At that time we had set up a time for someone to come out to take measurements. I wanted to get the room ready for the new floor.
I like to paint, but I get it all over me, knowing this I put on an old pair of shorts and an old tank top I used to sleep in. I had my coffee the room was empty and all was taped off. I was getting it done, I liked the color so I was happy.
Not far into it, I heard the doorbell, I had forgotten all about the guy coming over to measure the room for the flooring. I wiped my hands of any wet paint and went to the door, As I opened the door the guy said hello, he was here to measure for the flooring, Ok, great I was painting in there so just watch some walls might still be wet. Not a problem, better to paint now than after the floor goes in.
As we went into the room I had some stuff in the way and knew I should slid it away. As I looked up to him to see if he had the open space he needed. It looked like he was looking down my top. My top was loose and no bra on, I took a quick glance down to see my chest was easy to see in the tank top. He looked away and said yes,and started taking his measurements . When was done, I asked if that was it ? We just have some paperwork and I'll be done. Ok. We went into the kitchen and I asked him if he wanted a cup of coffee? Sure thanks. As I was pouring his coffee back at the table, I asked he he wanted andy milk or sugar, as I looked at him, I notice him again looking in my top, My chest isn't big but I quess to him it was worth a look. We finished up the paperwork and as he was headed out the door took his last look, even as I was looking at him, it was quick and harmless but he got it.
As I went back to my painting, I started thinking about him checking out my chest and found Kind of naughty and fun.
When my husband got home that night I showed him the room painted and told him the guy had come to measure the room. I was feeling a little on the horny side and once in bed that night I wanted sex and found I was thinking of this guy checking my out. I had a couple of real nice orgasms, wow that was fun.
After that night, I thought that if any other guy has to come to look at work to be done, I would try to give him a chance to see what he could. Since that time we have had many men come over to see what had to be done. I did my best to let them see what they could if they wanted. Each time me enjoying what I was doing, and each night after someone had come to the house to look at some work.
My husband and I had great sex, I found that I would always have multibale orgasms. My husband never has put it together. When a man comes to the house, that night at least we have great sex.
One problem, I am finding I want them to do more then just checking me out, I have started thinking about them just taking me, and doing what they want, and when done just walking out the door leaving me, Naked, wet and full of cum.