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Nothing like a good Electrician

I know full well, I am a mess sometimes. I try to behave but sometimes in the mornings when I wake up I just need attention, especially when I have been ignored for nights on end by my husband. I have had my share of adventures as I have told in my other stories. I am certain if my husband loved me and told me I was pretty and how much he needed and wanted me, I would have a much easier time being good. I know I am bad and I have to take full responsibility for my bad behavior, however, it is so hard to behave when the one that is supposed to love me doesn't seem to love me. He is so clueless what he is missing from me. I would rock his world so bad if he would just love me. I am full of love and I would rather give it all to him, if only he just wanted it. I have fought these feelings for years with him, inside myself, I try to talk to him but he just shuts me out leaving me craving what any human wants and needs. It seems so simple to me, Love and Acceptance, but so many people I think just don't understand this or maybe they just seem to be able to live without it, or maybe they are getting it somewhere else without their spouse knowing it. I would so love to suck his cock for hours, and to tease him if he only wanted me. Yes I want him inside me, but spoiling him with my tongue and other oral qualities doesn't bother me in the lease, I just need him to love me and want me. I guess what is simple for me isn't so simple for him or others going through the same thing. At any rate, this prior explanation brings me to my coming story.......... I woke up, horny, needing someone to appreciate me or whatever you prefer to call it from the lack of feeling someone wanting and needing me. I woke up just wishing I had someone that would if nothing else give me some relief of my anxieties of physical and emotional relief of feeling someone love me. My mind starts turning what I could possibly do to find a way to find someone if only for an hour or two, short of going down on 2nd street and catching something I would be forever sorry for. All of a sudden it came over me, a service man of some kind, but what kind ?? I went through the categories in my mind. Computer guy, naaaa, I have never been into Geeks, I know a lot are, but not me. Maybe a Plumber,,,,,, NO that won't work, I'm sure there is something nice for them to make their wives happy, but plumbing doesn't do it for me. Cross off drywallers, gutter guys, and roofers, Hmmmmmmmm. The only thing about Electricians is so many times service electricians are guys that are still in their 20's, and when they need help they call the guy I wish was in my home doing the work for their advise to get it right, LOL. Then it came over me, that is true, the service guys are the guys that are in their 20's, but if you need an estimate, then you get the guy in charge sort of speak, LOL. No company owner will send a flunky to bid a job. Odds are, if you express you have a job that needs to be bid that is bigger than a simple service call then you will get a man that has experience and the know how, which translates to middle to late 40's if you select the right company. I have already told you I can be bad when I am feeling like this, so I went to Google looking for companies that were bragging about 25 years or less experience. LOL, you do the math, what age group are you getting if you go for 40 plus years, some guy in his 60's that is what you get. NO!!, I want a guy maybe early 50's but prefer middle to late 40's. These are the men that are married, successful and more than likely, they are not packing some disease. They go to work and then go home to their boring spouses like mine. I called a few got a few answering services / machines, finally a live voice of a man, I am guessing one that carries his cell phone with him for incoming business calls. Haha, let me guess, his wife is too lazy to answer the phone for him because she is sleeping till noon, lol, her loss is my gain, maybe ??!!, I think I hope? !! He answers, "AC Electric", LOL, I'm not going to tell you the real name, come on, you find your own man, LOL. I had thought this out prior my call, so I try to sound older than I am in my voice patterns and tell him that I have gotten bids for a room addition on the back of my house, and the only bid left to complete my bids for establishing my budget was the electrical and would like to know if he would be interested in stopping by and looking at my job. He said sure, what is your address, I quickly gave him my address on Sanderling just hoping he would fit me in today, cause I really needed to be fitted in today, GRIN. He said really?, I am just working a few blocks away, he went on to say he would like to have an opportunity to give me a price, and just so happens he had a call for 1pm after lunch today, but they had just called a few minutes earlier to say they were running late getting home and wouldn't need him until the next day, so he was open right after lunch today. I quickly said that would be great. We agreed from 1 pm to 1:30 he would be here to take a look at my room addition. I quickly sketched out a simple square as if a real room on plans, to pretend I was on top of my game and project that soon will be built on the back of my home, so he could draw in what I told him I wanted, LOL. I have a simple program on my laptop that I can print to make it look much more professional than it really is. Now what am I going to wear before he gets here ? I would like to just wear my bath robe, but I am afraid that would make me look desperate or maybe even predictable. I finally decide on some shorts and a button up shirt that I would leave the top two buttons apart and maybe the very bottom button undone too. I think I will answer the door and say I'm doing some cleaning and ask if he can excuse my attire. I have to wear a bra, if don't I will surely scare him off or at least make him uncomfortable, but maybe a low cut one so he can see the wonderful hills leading to my normally ignored green pastures through the loose two top buttons. Making sure I had the best of plans, I planned to wear my sexy shorts and my button down short sleeve shirt that fits me a little loosely. I accidentally put some homemade cookies in the oven 5 minutes before I thought he would be here and set my sweeper out in the middle of the living room, and I tried to patiently wait for his knock on the door. Finally the doorbell rang, I waited a few seconds and then I nervously answered the door. When I answered the door I hoping so hard that my carefully made plans would be what I had hoped. All started calm and quite professional, we introduced ourselves and I welcomed him in, leading him towards the kitchen towards the back of the house, oh and where he could smell my cookies baking. He politely turned down my offer for coffee and asked me how I would like him to send his quotation, he offered to mail it, thinking quickly I asked him if he could email it, that would be the fastest, of course and give me a direct way if needed to talk to him later discreetly. Let me show you my sketched plans I made on my computer, I walked towards him holding them out in my hand for him to take. OH, ....Just maybe, I might have accidentally let the air part the top of my blouse a little showing off some of my cleavage as I watched his eyes as I moved towards him, to see if he noticed me at all. As he reached for my sketches, and of course he gave me a glance, I would say a normal glance. The first glance men give you is usually innocent and very normal. At this point a girl doesn't know if she can lead him astray yet, you have to get almost to the 4th glance before any confidence can be realized. There are few straight men that won't notice a well sculptured woman when the opportunity arises and his wife isn't nearby, it's only a natural instinct built in to them. It takes the first glance for them to find their afterthought control, lol, if they have any. I see my husband look often when we are out in public, even when I am around him I can see him look while trying so hard for it to not be obvious. If he would just take me home and fuck me with passion, I can't say I would care that he looked as long as he took it out on me when we get home, but he doesn't hence this story of part of my life. Not to scare him off, I back away from him just a little but still close enough he can see my cleavage through my top loose buttoned blouse. I told him I want to build it out through the back sliding doors. I walk to the doors and bend over in front of him to remove the security bar that we keep in the sliding glass doors for extra security, I can't see him, but surely he is watching me from behind, I mean there is no one there to witness his looking, he had too. I slid open the door and walked out onto the concrete porch with a gazebo over it. It was a simple but guarded gazebo, the wall was slatted with wood in such a way that you could kinda see out but not able to see in from outside the yard. Oh, we do have a hot tub in the middle of the gazebo that hardly ever gets used, but we pay good money for the gardener to keep it up for us. I could tell when I turned around that he broke his stare from me and pulled the plans within his view to get his bearings on which way to turn them and to understand where we were standing in reference to my faked up plans, LOL he was so cute. To keep him unaware of my plans, I sighed a little to break the silence and told him we weren't sure if we would keep the hot tub or maybe move it off to the side, that it all depended on the how our final total bid compared to our budget. I sat down on the built in bench of the gazebo allowing my legs to slightly parch so my inner thighs were within sight through the legs of my shorts all the way to my panties, oh I mean my string from my thong. I don't even bother wearing them anymore, my husband never seems to notice, but I was hoping today maybe he might. He is walking around the space not noticing anything but the project so far. I am still working in my mind if his first stare would go any further, or are we on the 3rd glance coming up, remember I don't know if I got number 2 when I had my back to him, if I get another, I am sure the 4th is to follow the 3rd. He made a few notes in his notebook as he studied everything so closely, I reached up my chest and opened another button. I told him I would answer any questions best I could and if needed I would ask my husband tonight when he got home any that I couldn't answer, of course I was just opening his mind to how much alone time might be available should he consider it after I get done moving in on him. Ok, he said, I think I all I need to see now is your electrical panel. It's in the basement I told him, he looked at me and smiled noticing my legs but staying very professional. Follow me I will take you down there, getting up and walking close by him back through the sliding doors into the house. Walking down the stairs turning the lights on in front of us, I was afraid this quotation was heading to an end way sooner than I wanted it to, so I started my final moves to see if my plans were working. I guess you're married I asked him. Yes he said, we have been together since high school. How sweet I said. Yes it is he said. Do you have any kids I asked. Two he said, they are teenagers now, and you he asked. I have two as well I answered, and so are you and your high school sweet heart still going strong. There was a little pause, and he said, we are doing ok I guess. He could have said a lot of things and still kept me in the dark on his vulnerability but now I was pretty certain that it was up to me to keep moving in with just the right timing working his vulnerability to give into what I was so wanting and needing right now, and from the time I woke up this morning. We reached the electrical panel, I watched him reach into his back pocket and pull his screwdriver out and begin to take the cover off the panel. Good I thought, this gives me a little extra time to make sure I get this right with him. Once he got the cover off the panel he told me that the panel was actually full but he could probably change the panel out to a bigger one or add another beside it, I will be right back he said, I need to go get my meter from the van to be sure. Ok, I said, I will wait for you, and off he went toward the stairs and his van to get his meter. I quickly went to the bathroom in the basement and got some baby oil, trying to put just enough on my legs to make them even more luscious but hopefully not enough to be too obvious and just a hint of sweet perfume between my cleavage. I went back in the room with the electrical panel and sat down on the couch close by. I can hear the front door open from upstairs as he is coming back in, I leaned back on the arm of the couch just a little with one leg on the floor and one bent up on the couch trying to open the legs of my shorts just a little, it seemed to work, I hope enough to catch his 4th stare. As he came down the stairs I asked him if he found his meter, yes he said, I keep it in my tool bag in one of the side pockets, its pretty easy to find. I could tell he saw my pose and pretty sure he saw my Gstring parting my pussy lips, just from his small hesitation to break his stare and to concentrate on walking to the panel. I wait for him to get to the panel and turn his back to me as he gets his readings from his meter. I quietly get up and walk over to him while I undo two buttons on the bottom of my blouse for easy access to my belly, lol should the need I was hoping happens soon happens, reaching him I look over his shoulder asking, so what are you checking. I heard him almost catch his breath and look for the beginning of the words he needs to answer my question. Well he said, you have a 200 amp panel here and I am just making sure it is less than 50% of 200 amps so I know we can add your new room to it safely. For the few times in my life, I am afraid I might be moving too fast, but for some reason my pace just feels right this time. I move a little closer and make sure he can feel my breath on his neck and follow up his answer with, thank you for being safe. It's all he can do to ignore my advancement on him. I know he is almost at the end of his limits of holding his professionalism and pretending he doesn't know what I am doing to him by now. He turns around with his last remnants of resisting strength and ask me if everything is all right. Yes I think so, I said, smelling his work day on him getting turned on by the second taking in his smells into all my senses, it is all I can do to keep control. I bravely reach down hoping to find a hard cock in his jeans, knowing if I don't I will have less than 5 seconds to convince him to give in to me. When I reach his zipper, I found his cock climbing to meet my finger tips at the top of his jeans. Please he says, I shouldn't do this... If only he said he can't, I would have maybe considered giving up my mission of what I needed, by now I was so hot and a very soaked Gstring still in my pussy that I was ready to get out of the way. So he would feel I was still fighting my conscious too, and, if by chance he might still have a little honest conscious left I told him as I started slowly massaging circles on his mushroom head with my thumb, Your probably right, we shouldn't go too far with all this, and I start to slow my circles with my thumb like I am really going to get go, right??, LOL. I know I own him and he still thinks he still is in control. Shew, shit, he is huge, like I wasn't determined, I am now, I need to melt him and sink his huge cock in my very warm and wet pussy so bad I can taste it, so bad I am craving him to feel his warm cum inside me running down me. He senses me slowing my circles and as I hoped, I could feel his panic of his pleasure slowing down, just like a man that has past that point of never saying no, he will not stop till he cums hard and at this point, my weakness says cum hard inside me. Now my goal switches from getting him past his conscious from keeping him from cumming too fast. First times with a new girl is hard for a guy to not cum too fast. I comfort him and pick my massaging circles back up and I can feel him give up the last resistance to stay true to his boring wife at home. I also know as long as I stay on his head and never touch his sensitive shaft just under that beautiful mushroom, he won't cum and I will desensitize his hard cock so he can wear me out in about another 15 minutes for at least 30 to 45 minutes. I still have 4 hours before he has to be gone to keep my home together, so calm and patience is still with me. I lead him to the couch with one hand still rubbing circles on his creaming head above his jeans and my other hand guiding him by his zipper to the couch, as the zipper descend down releasing that beautiful cock to open air. Laying him back on the couch, I move down his body to take his leaking mushroom head into my mouth, I push his T-shirt up only a few inches, knowing he will finish getting it over his head and off his body. I am still careful to not touch anything but the red aching swollen head of his cock with my tongue working him as hard as I can, desensitizing his cock so in just a few more minutes, my warm pussy won't make him cum too quickly, I have to make this wonderful fuck last as long as possible, who knows when I can find this again. Sucking his cock, I look up and see his hairy pecks move up and down with each breath he takes, I know he isn't going anywhere. Take your pants off I tell him as I stand up and kick off my shorts and Gstring panties. He doesn't waste any time getting undressed the rest of the way and lays back down on the couch and I slowly mount him placing him at my entrance between my baby oiled legs and take him in. Thankful for this time, I still can't help but wish it was John, my best friend's husband between my pussy lips. She should have never let me have him. I closed my eyes and came hard thinking about having John fuck me in their hot tub while his wife, my best friend watched us grind off all our needs..............

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