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A few weeks ago, one late Thursday afternoon, I got a phone call telling me that a job currently underway up north urgently needed a manager to oversee its completion due to the on-site manager having falling ill.
I could take advantage of the situation. I could see relatives who lived close. I said I would gladly do the job.
They gave me the name of the hotel where I was to stay. It was from the following Monday; until the completion of the job.
I phoned the same hotel and booked a room from Friday to Monday. I planned to drive up early on Friday, surreptitiously look about the job site, then spend the weekend with relatives.
Early that Friday morning, I packed all my gear up and headed off in the hope of getting to the site before it closed down for the weekend. Lucky the traffic was light, I arrived just before lunchtime, a lot earlier than I had expected. I parked up close by and began to look for a way in without being seen.
On one corner of the site, someone had dumped a pile of pallets, perfect to jump over the wall. Once inside, I quickly headed for the main building. As it was lunchtime, the building was almost empty, so I began to wander around. I noted down what was ongoing, what needs to completed.
On a job site, some walls are just a piece of plasterboard. It was no surprise when I entered a room that voices were coming from the next room. What did surprise me was that it sounded like two men and a woman.
From the conversation I was overhearing, a deal was closing. Certain materials are to be ordered for the job but be delivered elsewhere instead. I needed to see who's making this deal.
The ceiling between the rooms was yet to be closed off. There was a gap where I could peek over the separating wall.
I placed a plaster splatted stall next to the wall allowing me to peer over. There were two men, roughly my age and a young woman in her early 30's I would guess. I would find out later that one was Ralf, one of the on-site foremen. The other gentleman, Marcus, the owner of the building, the woman, Sofia, his wife.
I listened to the conversation until they had hashed out an agreement. Who gets what and how much each got paid. Thinking it was all over, I began to wonder where I could conceal myself.
Now picture the scene before me, Marcus, dressed in a light blue three-piece suit with perfectly combed jet black hair, obviously dyed. He was toned, which the cut of his suit clearly showed off.
Sofia was in a cream coloured dress with a belt around her waist of the same colour, which showed off her toned body. She had long dark thick brown hair that had large curls running through it. Both looked they should have been at a fashion show and not on a filthy job site.
Ralf was your typical builder type. Paint splattered steel toecap boots, stained and dusty jeans and an overcoat covered in everything from paint to gravy and overweight.
So call me surprised when Sofia whispered into Marcus's ear something which made Marcus laugh.
"Normally, I'd shake your hand to seal the deal. On this occasion, Sofia has a better idea. She wants you to fuck her to seal the deal", Marcus said.
Ralf let out a gasp "what!".
I nearly fell off the stall at what was said. The idea that Sofia would see anything sexually exciting about Ralf was beyond belief.
"My Sofia sometimes craves getting dirty. Must be one of those times", Marcus replied.
Sofia slowly walked over to Ralf, pushing him back against a large crate. Ralf puts both his hands quickly to steady himself as Sofia's hands tugged at his belt, then his zip.
She had his cock out and started stroking it slowly while looking into Ralf's eye. Ralf was enjoying it because he was hard quicker than you can say Health and Safety.
Sofia turned and smiled at Marcus as she let go of Ralf's cock and bent over the crate. She lifted her dress up to expose her arse before placing her hands down.
Ralf looked at Marcus, who just nodded towards Sofia as if to say, go on.
Ralf stood behind Sofia and ran his ruff dust-covered hands over her smooth skin before grabbing hold of the top of her thong and pulling it down her legs.
Sofia stepped out of her thong and spread her legs wider, inviting Ralf in. Marcus slowly walked over to the other side of the room to watch as Ralf positioned himself and began to run his cock up and down Sofia's pussy. She then let out a soft moan as Ralf pushed his cock inside her.
"Fuck me! You're tight", Ralf exclaimed as he began to slowly work his cock in and out.
A few moments pass as Marcus looked on before he said, "Fuck her like a man...... make her want you".
Ralf looked at Marcus for a moment, then thrust himself hard against Sofia, pushing her hard into the crate.
"Fuck!" Sofia cried out.
Ralf did it again, Sofia gave the same response. Time after time, Ralf thrust himself against Sofia, who now began to push back with each thrust.
Sofia started to moan through I imagined gritted teeth as her hands grasped tightly to the crate. Her long hair, moving back and forth in time with each thrust.
Ralf now seemed to be possessed. Each thrust got harder, also deeper than before. He started to pant loudly, lack of fitness become all too apparent. Sofia's legs began to buckle and shack, as did Ralfs.
"Fuck me!, Fuck me!" demanded Sofia.
"You're going to make her cum", Marcus said with a chuckle.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Ralf as he quickened his thrusts.
Sofia's legs shook and then gave out under her. Ralf held her up, and with one last push, he thrust his cock deep inside of her before he exploded. He groaned, as did Sofia, as their bodies seem to convulse together in unison as he emptied himself inside her.
Marcus clapped his hands, saying, "Wonderful. Bravo".
Ralf slowly pulled out of Sofia once she managed to stand by herself. He slowly pushed his cock back into his jeans and did them up as he gasped for air.
Marcus walked over to Sofia and picked up her thong. He then pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to Sofia, who then duly began to wipe away the cum that had started to trickle out. Sofia turned to face Ralf and smiled as she throws the handkerchief away over her shoulder. She walked over and softly placed a kiss on his cheek before heading to the door.
Marcus walks over to Ralf and slaps him on the shoulder, winks at him as he too heads to the door. Both leave and slowly close the door as Ralf slumps down onto a stack of wood and continues to catch his breath. |
