Naughty handyman, and my missing panties p5

So Monday morning finally comes around. It's 6 o'clock in the morning, and Matt is just finishing packing for another week away with work. All I can think about is what I heard Tim and the lads say on Friday. Was Tim, that naughty handyman, just boasting, or was he really going to try and have his way with me? My head's literally spinning. Do I get myself ready and disappear for the day so he can't try this, or do I stay and see what happens?

Matt left the house for work, and with the school run fast approaching, I get the kids ready. Now it was just time to get myself ready. With a quick shower, I open my wardrobe. What was I going to do, I think. I mean, it was so much fun last week flashing for them, I think. But another side of me was telling me to stop this now before it got out of hand.

My head was spinning, and I find myself pulling out another short summer dress. It was light blue and floated just above the knee, and yes, like the other two dresses, didn't behave very well in the wind or when leaning over.

I pull it on and look in the mirror. It looked good on me, and I open my drawer, finding some panties. Had I made my decision, I thought. I pull out a light blue mesh thong and pull it on.

OK, I think, let's just see what happens today. I'm sure Tim was only showing off in front of the other lads.

With the school run done, I'm back home waiting for Tim and the lads to show up. I flick the kettle on, ready as the doorbell rings. To my surprise, it's just Tim standing there on his own.

I look at him, confused, as he walks in.

"Ste and Joe are on another job today, a bit of an emergency," he explains.

I make him a cup of tea, and he runs through today's jobs. The garden was nearly finished, just a few more pieces of turf left, and a bit of a tidy-up. So Tim tells me that we might as well concentrate on finishing the garden today.

He finishes his tea and stands up.

"OK, well, let's get started then," he smiles.

It's another warm morning, and I watch as Tim carries the last rolls of turf over.

He looks at me, smiling.

"Seeing as you did such a good job last time, you might as well carry on," he insists.

I shrug my shoulders. "Yeah, I can do," as I walk over and get down on my knees.

Just as I lean forward, a strong gust lifts my dress right up, revealing my panties, right in front of Tim.

Tim grins. "Wow, that was a nice sight."

This comment shocked me because I knew he'd definitely seen my panties before and never commented.

I don't say a word. I nervously smile and carry on. Now my mind was racing again. He was being much more flirtatious today with his comments. I try my best to concentrate, but the wind isn't helping me, it keeps lifting my dress and exposing my bum and panties to Tim, who's conveniently standing near me.

Suddenly, Tim shouts over.

"Here, Jen, let me show you an easier way," and sinks to his knees beside me, casually resting his hand on my lower back.

My heart races, feeling his hand resting on my back as he instructs me what to do. All the time, I can feel his hand slowly moving down my back onto my bare bum cheeks. I freeze, not knowing what to say or do. Do I stop this, I think. But Tim wasn't stopping. In a bold move, his hand works its way down my bum cheeks. I suddenly jump. His hand is now resting on the gusset of my panties. I couldn't believe how naughty he was being today, and I didn't know what to do. Before I knew it, I could feel his finger gently rubbing the material of my thong. OMG, was he really doing this, I think.

Tim's behaviour only got worse. Out of nowhere, his finger slipped under my thong and rubbed across my slit.

The way he was just casually telling me what to do, while doing such a naughty thing to me, was driving me wild. I was actually getting really aroused, but if I didn't stop this right now, I knew it was going to lead to something a lot more X-rated. But that's what was shocking me. I'd had plenty of opportunities to stop this, and I hadn't.

Tim was now getting brave, and he pushes his finger into my wet pussy. OMG, I couldn't believe this, but again I just carried on. He pushes in deeper, causing me to bite my lip in pleasure.

OMG, was this naughty man really fingering me right in the middle of my garden? My mind races. I can't even concentrate on my task anymore, as he pulls his finger out

What he does next makes me gasp. He just casually drops his shorts to his ankles and kicks them off. He stands there proudly in front of me, smiling.

"That's better," I was getting a little warm," he grins.

To say I was socked was an understatement; what the hell was he thinking? I mean, what about the neighbours? His cock was throbbing hard and it looked so big-- not as big as Ste's or Joe's, but about 8 inches.

I look at him again in disbelief at his boldness.

"Err, are you not going to put your shorts back on?" I ask nervously.

"No... like I said, I was getting warm. You don't mind, do you?" he grins.

I didn't have an answer to this; I was just gobsmacked. He gets up and continues his work. I couldn't believe I now had a naked handyman in my back garden, just casually going about his work. What the fuck, I think. But I couldn't deny how aroused it was making me, watching his throbbing cock bounce around. He was definitely upping his game today, but I found myself intrigued to see how far he'd actually go. Was he going to try and fuck me? My mind was racing, what was this naughty man going to do next? I mean, he's already had the audacity to push his finger in my pussy. OMG, I gasp, biting my lip.

I try my hardest to carry on with my task. When he walks back over and stands in front of me, I'm still on my hands and knees, and his cock is nearly hitting my face.

"Remember what I showed you, Jen," he says, bending over.

I gasp, looking at his big heavy ball sack hanging there. OMG, he's making me so horny. When he stands back up, he turns to me again, and this time, the head of his cock actually brushes my cheek.

Fuck, he was getting naughtier by the minute, and the way he was teasing me was pushing me over the edge. I couldn't believe how hard his cock was; he must have been extremely aroused. He walks away again, and I carry on.

A few minutes later, he shouts over, "Wow, Jen, you're giving me quite the view over here," he teases.

I look back, blushing, trying to pull my dress down a little to hide my dignity.

Tim laughs,
"Don't do that, Jen; I'm not complaining. It's a beautiful sight. You have such a peachy ass, and I'm loving that blue thong," he grins.

Hearing his compliment made me feel weirdly proud.

when he turns away, i do something that shocks me.

I quickly pull my thong to the side, just enough to expose a glimpse of my lips. I carry on, seeing how long it takes him to notice, and to see if he says anything."

Literally within minutes, he shouts again. "Fuck me, Jen, I think your thong has moved a little." I grin before looking back, my heart was racing. I looked at him with a confused expression, reaching back to adjust it.

"No, no, leave it like that, Jen. It's an incredible sight," he teases.

OMG, this was so naughty, I do as he asks and carried on. This was getting out of hand now, and I couldn't help wonder what he was going to do next. But just as I was pondering this, he walks back over to me and stands behind me, smiling.

"Fuck me, Jen, that really is an amazing sight,"

But before I could see what he was doing, I jump as he pulls my thong completely to the side and pushes the head of his cock into me.

I look back, mortified.

"OMG, Tim, what are you doing?" I gasp. But he just carries on and pushes deeper. OMG, God, his cock felt so big and thick.

"Tim, stop, what if the neighbours are watching?" I gasp.

He leans forward.
"OK, come to the kitchen, and I'll fuck you over the dining table," he whispers into my ear, pulling his cock out.

He stands up, looking at me. I can't believe what he's just done. He holds out his hand to help me up, and to my surprise, I take his hand. He leads me to the kitchen, my heart was racing. I knew I should have been stopping this right now, but I wasn't,.i couldn't.

my head was so flustered. Without hesitation, he guides me to the dining table and pushes me forward so I'm bent over it. He pushes his cock, straight back in and starts thrusting into me.

"Mmm, fuck, I've been waiting over a week to finally get to fuck you, he gasps, picking up his pace.

He thrusts in again and pushes the full length of his huge cock into me. I can't help but let out a loud moan, he was really going for it now, and his cock felt amazing.

My mind was spinning. I'd never been fucked as hard and deep as this, and I could feel myself about to cum. I gasp loudly, I couldn't believe I was letting this naughty stranger fuck me like this, literally over my dining table.

But honestly he definitely knew how to please a woman.

I couldn't contain my excitement any longer; I start moaning loudly.

"Mmm, fuck, fuck, I moan."

Hearing my obvious vocal enjoyment, makes him thrust even harder. I could feel his heavy balls slapping against my legs, as he buries the full length of his cock inside my soaking pussy again.

"Mmm, yes, OMG," I moan. I was so close, he was going to make me cum.

And without warning, he pushes his finger into my asshole.

"O fuck, fuck," I gasp breathlessly.

This naughty man was now fingering my ass hole.

I couldn't take anymore, I gasp loudly. He could tell I was on the edge, and he kept thrusting into me harder.

"Yes, yes, OMG, I'm going to cum," I moan.

My body tenses, I'm moaning loudly as i have the most powerful orgasm of my life. I squirt all over his cock, which shocked me because I'd never done this before. Still in a haze, he pulls out and ushers me to my knees. I look at his powerful cock throbbing as he guides my head toward it. OMG, I think, was he really expecting me to suck his cock?

But I was still so aroused, I open my mouth as he pushes himself in. His cock was so big it was making me gag. I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. He wasn't holding back, he grabs my hair and starts to fuck my mouth. I'd never experienced a man who was so dominant.

But it was making me so horny, as he continued to fuck my mouth.

"Mmm, fuck," he gasps before pulling out.

He starts to stroke his shaft moaning, his other hand still holding my hair.

"Mmm, fuck, fuck," he moans again.

I watch in disbelief as his cock erupts, thick streams of warm cum splash over my face. I gasp, it felt like it was never ending as it splashed against my forehead and eyes. Omg, I gasp as it slowly dribbles down my face. He boldly pushes the head of his cock back in my mouth; the taste of his cum was intoxicating.

He lets go of my hair and steps back, smiling. I was so embarrassed as I try to wipe it from my eyes.

"OK, well, I better get back to work then," he says, walking off.

I couldn't believe it, I get up and rush upstairs to the bathroom. I look in the mirror, gasping at the state of myself.

Cum was dripping off my chin, I grab some tissue and wipe my eyes so I can see. I wipe the rest of the cum off my face and walk out, sitting on my bed, trying to process what just happened.

I lift my dress, looking down at my soaking stretched pussy.

It was so red from the intense fucking he'd just given me.

The guilt was hitting me now, what had I done?
What about Matt, my husband?
How could I have let this happen? I lie back on my bed, my head was spinning. I lie there for ages until I hear Tim's voice shouting me.

I jump up, flustered and nervously walk downstairs. He's in the kitchen, and let's just say seeing him again after what had just happened was awkward. But it didn't seem to bother him, he just smiled at me, telling me he was done for the day. As he walks past me with his tool bag, he stops.

"If you fancy round 2 tomorrow, just wear something like you have on now," he boldly smiles and walks out.

This sends a jolt through me as I watch him walk out, and instantly, my head was spinning again.

Later that evening, I was lying in bed, thinking about what happened. How was I going to stop this from happening again? My mind ponders to what Tim said as he left, about round 2.

shockingly it instantly started to make me horny. Did I want this naughty man to fuck me again with his big cock? I gasp.

I mean, I'd never experienced such amazing sex, and how he was so dominant with me made me feel so aroused. What was I going to do, I wondered. My head was spinning with possibilities.