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The Estate Agent

When I first decided to become an estate agent my friends all laughed at me, telling me it'd be boring and that I'd spend the rest of my life wearing a navy suit, sensible shoes and driving a VW Golf.

While I do wear a dark suit, my shoes are sensible and I drive a VW, there are certain things they got wrong. For a start, I don't drive a Golf. I have a new beetle cabriolet in laser blue. Another thing they got wrong was the part where I'd be bored. I'm anything but! I get to meet all sorts of people through my work and when I go out to show a property to a client, I never know what might happen.

Take last week, for instance. It was during that hot spell we were having so I'd left my jacket at home and hadn't bothered wearing stockings or a bra. It was just too hot!

When I got to the house - a nice five bedroomed place in one of Manchester's most sought after areas - I was met by a gorgeous looking guy who must have been all of 6' 4". He certainly towered a good foot above me and what's more, he was solid with it. Just the kind of bloke I like.

I've learned to read people pretty well and I guessed this one was a businessman looking for an investment property. I asked him and he admitted that he was indeed looking for something he could let. Good. I liked that. Guys who are looking for investment properties aren't worried about what the neighbours might think so I decided to take advantage of the weather and have a little fun in the garden.

After showing him around the house, I led him around the grounds. We toured the paddock, the stable block, had a quick look at the tennis court and ended up in the magnificent gardens where I suggested he make himself comfortable on the lawn while I went to my car to get something cold to drink. I had a cooler in the back and in it was a bottle of rose wine.

By the time I got back he'd relaxed enough to take off his tie but was still wearing his jacket. Never mind - I've shagged enough guys in suits to not let a jacket get in my way!

I poured the wine, offered him a glass, and relaxed on the grass in front of him, my long legs curled up such that he would be able to glimpse my white cotton panties. He had the sexiest smile so it didn't take long before I was opening the fly of his trousers.

"You don't mind, do you?" I asked, pushing my fingers inside his pants. "I think you have something down here that would like to get out and enjoy the sun, too."

He swallowed hard and leaned back slightly, allowing me easy access to his rock hard cock. The sight of it was almost too much for me. It was long and thick and in need of a mouth around it. He already had pre-cum gathering around the eye of his glans so I spread it carefully around with my finger before lowering my head and lapping up every last drop. It tasted gorgeous. Sort of salty but with a sweet aftertaste.

I felt him twist his hand into my blonde hair, pulling my head further down onto his cock, begging me to suck him hard. He wanted to cum. He wanted to shoot his hot load straight into my mouth.

I obliged as best as I could. I pressed my tongue against the shaft of his cock, dragging it along its length before sucking the head and gently squeezing his straining balls. I could feel him stiffening, getting ready to shoot. I wanted his cum but I wanted to hear him beg some more first. I wanted him to tell me how much he wanted me to suck him.

"Oh God," he moaned as I eased off, sliding my tongue around his taut glans before moving the tip down to trace the length of the sensitive vein that led down to his balls. "Don't stop now. Keep sucking on me."

I squeezed and tugged at his hot and heavy balls before nibbling at his cock as I worked my way back up until I could devour him again. My lips closed over him as he bucked and pushed his cock hard into my mouth, pulling my head down onto him.

"Suck me, for fuck's sake!" he screamed and thrust his cock into my mouth.

I had to obey. At that moment there was nothing I wanted more than for him to explode into my willing mouth. I felt his cock stiffen and his balls tense as his cream prepared to shoot. Within seconds I was drinking hot and salty cum but there was too much for me to swallow. What felt like pints of creamy jism had burst into my mouth and was now running over my lips and down onto my blouse.

As quick as lightning, he pulled out his phone and shot off some photos of me with his cream on my chin.

"Just for the memory," he said, and winked.

Needless to say, I had to go home and change before I could go back to the office. It's one thing knowing you've got a naked and freshly fucked pussy beneath your skirt but to have cum stains on your blouse is something else entirely.

Contributed by: Susie 02/08/2006

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