I was in my early 20s, decorating for a customer they were in their early 40s no children, husband was working away just a regular customer so I thought. A very pleasant attractive woman brunette, I guess size 12. Very easy to get on with conversation flowed, I got on with the job and she was very pleased. She told me her husband was working away and would be back in a couple of days. After a day or so I noticed she would leave her bedroom door just slightly a jar just enough for me to have a peek into her bedroom. As I was decorating the hall stairs and landing. I start rubbing down the door casing outside her bedroom as she was getting changed for work. She laid out her work clothes a black dress with underwear neatly on the bed she took off her bath robe , applying a body moisturiser all over her body paying extra attention to her breasts just glancing in the mirror a brief eye contact was made, and the slightest smile. I was getting so turned on by this, must have been aware I was outside her door as the noise of the sandpaper on the wooden door casing increased, stepping into her knickers and putting on her bra, then sitting on the dressing stool, putting on her make-up, then slipping into her black dress ready for the days work.
The next day was the same, although this time I could see her black stockings, I was chatting to her in the kitchen as she made me a cup of tea she told me she had the morning off and she would keep out of my way best she could, just chatting with me as she went round the kitchen doing her chores, excuse me she says as she took a phone call. I could obviously tell it was her husband as it was a one way conversation I immediately got the gist of the conversation. It was usual stuff. Yes he’s here, yes he’s getting on with the job, about 25, I guess, yes, yes, definitely, will do, was the part of the conversation I overheard.
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Friday came about, I arrived at my usual time 8.30am, there were two cars in the drive, I knocked a couple of times on the door, no answer, so I let myself in with the key she given me whilst working. A quick “hello” all quiet, I preceded to get into my overalls and start to lay the dust sheets down starting at the top of the stairs working my way down. All the bedroom doors were open from the day before as requested by myself so not to stick as I’d put the top coat of fresh paint on. I was just about to go downstairs to fetch my radio when I heard a faint noise coming out of her bedroom, a low pitched kind of moaning, I stopped what I was doing and started to listen more intently, I was getting curious and slightly aroused my dilemma should I take a peek inside the bedroom or go back downstairs and shut the front door and start again.
By this time, I have decided my heart was beating through my chest, the bedroom door is wide open and the room was reasonably well lit with the morning sunshine, i’ve not met her husband so the first I saw of him was his white arse in between his wife’s legs gently giving her oral, the moaning was getting more intense as he feasted on her, oblivious so thought to my presence. She was obviously getting close to climax. I could see her stomach muscles tightening as he continued giving her pleasure her knees closing around his head as she started to push him away she started to cum .
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