Under Construction (Erotic Bondage Short Story) - E-book - ePub

An oversexed and lonely divorced woman lusts after a gorgeous handyman working on the house next door. She thinks he doesn't notice her spying until he makes contact one evening. What follows is a wild and steamy scene right there on the back porch involving zip ties and suspenders. This short story of over 4, 000 words contains sensual bondage, intense oral sex, and a deliciously-delayed final climax between a lusty milf and the hunky construction worker next door.
Excerpt:"Beautiful house, " he said."Thanks. You sure you don't want any money? You fixed that really fast."He threw himself into the chair next to me even though I'd set his cup at the place opposite mine. He flashed a big smile as he took the cup in his huge hand and drank it down."I'll take this." Then he leaned forward and added, "And if I'm lucky, a kiss."I flicked my eyebrow involuntarily. I stared at him."Not lucky, then, " he sighed, his smile fading.
He looked away and drank again. Before I knew what came over me, I stood up and spun his chair to face me. Then I reached down and pulled at his shirt. He jumped up to meet me, and we stood a foot apart. He was a good six inches taller than me. I grabbed on to both of his suspenders like handles and jerked him towards me."I need you to give it to me hard and wild, " I growled. He looked at me for a second, unsure of his good luck, and then responded by wrapping his arms around me while grabbing a fistful of hair and ass in his hands.
His mouth sealed over mine and almost immediately his tongue started exploring all the folds of my own. I eased my whole body into his and he tightened his grip. When we finally came up for breath, I staggered a bit but he held me up. I asked if he wanted to go inside."No. Right here, " he said.  "I want you right here over this railing. It's got great supports, " he added. I laughed. We undid each other's jeans at the same time.
As I fumbled with his tool belt, he unzipped my jacket and unbuttoned my blouse. The chilly air gave us an extra jolt of energy. After one more long kiss, he rested a heavy hand on my shoulder and pushed. I followed the movement and dropped to my knees while taking his pants down with me.