She couldn't get it out of her mind all morning. Last night was another unsuccessful night on the town. Sandra was growing increasingly frustrated with her single status, and even more so frustrated with the lack of hot sex in her life. She wasn't looking for just any old shag however. She wanted someone strong, sexy, someone who knew what he was doing to her... the boys in the local were a far cry from her ideals.

She was getting dressed before meeting the girls in town for the usual morning after the night before chinwag, not that there was anything to talk about on this occasion. She caught a glimpse of herself as she walked around her bathroom in her coral lacy twin-set. "Not bad" she thought. It frustrated her that she had so much to give, and on this day she had nobody to give it to.

She sat on the bed, her huge creamy cotton pillows engulfing her as she stretched out onto the duvet. She felt quite sensual lying there, writhing around in her underwear on her expensive sheets.

She placed her hands over her full breasts, and noticed she was already turned on by her solid nipples craving for attention. She purred as she gently tweaked them, and fondled her tits in a way she wished another would do for her instead. Sandra felt her pussy increasingly seek attention. She let herself guide her soft hands down to the rim of her panties, already damp from the excitement that washed over her.

She traced her fingers gently over the cotton of her panties as her pussy lips cried out for more. She gave into her desire and pushed her panties aside as her fingertips gently made contact with her moist entry. Sandra let out a gasp - this is what she needed right now. She started to circle her fingertip around her aroused clit, more and more as she gradually built up speed, her pussy needing her to keep going to continue this sense of euphoria that she was deprived of for oh so long. Her fingers drifted from her clit to her hole, as she began finger fucking herself into oblivion.

All Sandra could think of was what she was lacking - and that was a thick, hard, throbbing cock to fill her right up, and plunge into her pussy again and again and again... and make her moan and scream and tug his hair like she never has before... She continued to fuck herself and play with her clit, and grope her tits at the same time, sometimes breaking contact to gently massage her asshole, something which she loved during a good fucking session.

Oh, the feeling was amazing! She knew she couldn't take much more of finger fucking herself as she could feel her complete wetness and her orgasm appearing, so she reached for her top drawer-where all girls know where the real goodies are kept.

As she turned around, she jumped up in fright and grabbed the towel she had discarded on the floor some time earlier! Who the hell was this guy? She came crashing back down to earth when she realised what had happened. In her hungover state she forgot about Gary, the window cleaner, who was due to attend a bit of long-needed window washing. Now, she was faced with a vision of this young lad fixated on her, who had obviously been enjoying the show for a long time, judging by the impressive bulge in his faded jeans...

Before Sandra could even challenge her voyeur, Gary pushed the window open a little bit further.
"That was a fucking impressive show you but on there! But I get the impression you didn't reach your finale - did you? I know I certainly didn't...."
Sandra was taken aback by Gary's forwardness, given he was usually a quiet guy happy to get on with his work.

He sensed her uncertainty... "Look, if you think I'm being out of order just say... but you look soo fucking hot right now. And not just now by the way, I've noticed you right from the very beginning, and I think you're an incredibly sexy woman... if you don't mind."

Sandra looked at him straight in the eye, and could feel her pussy beg her to grab him and throw him onto her bed. "Get in here..." she whispered.

He climbed in through the window, his feet barely hitting the floor as Sandra grabbed him by his T-shirt collar and ripped it off him. His hands were all over her, clutching at her tight, full ass, his fingers disappearing underneath the lace in a defiant bid to reach her moist pussy. As he made contact she threw her head back in amazement. She tugged at his belt, unfolding her long-awaited present, the thing she had craved for so so long...

She unveiled his fat, pulsating, thick cock from its shield - oh how she had missed this! She dropped automatically to her knees, closing her eyes and guided the fat cock into her mouth, licking her lips in anticipation. She let the long prick glide down her wet throat, until it reached as far as it could go. Gary, in the meantime, thought that things couldn't get much better than this. The feeling of his hard prick fucking her wet,soft mouth, and the view of her head bobbing from his groin as he looked downwards, a view that he had been fantasising about for months now.

She could feel the pulsating veins in his cock responding to the licking, the sucking, the nibbling of his cock, the soft licks she treated his balls to, the gentle fingertip action on that sensitive spot between his balls and his ass, then eventually onto the rim of his asshole. He was tugging at her hair now, shouting her name.... "Fuck yeah Sandra uhhhh come on baby....please yeah come on ohhh yeah fuck it fuck it good yess"

But he pulled away - "There is no way im gonna waste this by cumming all over that beautiful face of yours - no way. I'll save that for later babes... Get up and open your legs for me... Let me look at that gorgeous pussy I'm about to fuck, yeah?"

Sandra loved it when men talked dirty to her. She loved the feeling of being a right dirty bitch! she lay back on the bed, never breaking eye contact with him, and slowly spread her legs out, so wide now, and still looking at him right in the eye, brought one hand to her pussy, and separated her pussy lips so Gary could see every part of her, glistening with anticipation, hot with her moistness, ready to be licked up, which is exactly what Gary planned on doing...

He dropped to his knees, took a close-up look at her cunt, and smelt her fresh juices. He loved the smell of a horny pussy. With one swift lick he travelled the length of her slit and immediately Sandra cried out with glee, holding on for dear life to her sheets around her. She didn't think she could cope with the extent of the pleasure. She licked and nibbled at her until she was at the brink of the most intense orgasm of her life. T he got up, wanked his cock in preparation for the horniest fuck he would have in a long long time. He grabbed her by the hips and dragged her towards him. She was looking at him with the dirtiest, sluttiest look in her eyes.

"Fill me Gary, fill me right up" he teased her by letting his hard prick dance around her entry, and then plunged into her sodden pussy. He fucked and fucked and fucked her, the noise of flesh slapping, his cock fucking her, causing friction with the wetness of her pussy. Bang, bang, bang, ohhhhh he could feel his cock harden even more now, ready to empty his load right inside her. She looked at him and said "come with me baby, I'm close, look at me. And they entered into a mutual sense of utter heaven on earth.

They collapsed on top of each other, hearts beating together in unison, hands all over their naked bodies, coming to terms with the unreal experience they had just shared.
He never did actually clean the windows, but it wasn't the last appearance he made in her bedroom!