I needed some table legs turned for my dining-room set, so I looked up a classmate from high school who had opened up a wood shop.

We hadn’t seen each other for years, but had kept in touch by phone and e-mail, so I figured he’d do a good job and give me a decent price.

When I got to the shop I couldn’t believe my eyes. The geeky, awkward teenager I remembered had been replaced by a perfectly handsome grown man. He was shirtless, tanned, muscular. His black hair had gotten thicker and longer.

As I sat on a couch across from the lathe, I studied his tight ass under the cutoff jeans and wondered if his dick had grown in accordance with the rest of his body. As Johnny worked, I fantasized about grabbing that tight ass and guiding what was in front of it between my legs and right to my hungry pussy.

Before I knew it, Johnny was standing in front of me with the table legs. A little embarrassed by my X-rated thoughts, I asked what I owed him. His response was to push me back onto the couch and kiss me passionately, his hands traveling across my breasts, down my tight stomach, and around my waist before finally reaching my ass. He grabbed my ass cheeks, and our kiss deepened as our tongues got into the mix. He had to be reading my dirty little mind.

I groped for the zipper to his shorts, found it, and discovered, to my delight, that he wore nothing underneath and had a large, pulsing cock ready to be pleased. He pulled off my tank top and fondled my nipples, which by this time were as perky and erect as his cock. His tongue grazed my neck and shoulders until his hot mouth engulfed my breast.

I yanked off my shorts, which were soaking wet, and tried to shove his cock into my pussy. But he resisted and instead moved up, placed his erection between my breasts, and pumped up and down, making the head touch my lips and tongue. By this time my pussy was screaming, so I slid a couple of my fingers into my eager hole.

Johnny stopped working his cock between my tits and perched on the arm of the couch, watching me pleasure myself. His watching made me that much hotter, and just as I thought I would explode, he grabbed me around my hips, turned me over onto my knees, and thrust that erection right into my twat. I couldn’t take it anymore. I came all over him, screaming his name in mindless passion.

I was still riding my climax when I felt he was about to get off. Just when I thought he’d bust his nut, he pulled his cock out of my wet pussy and pushed it into my ass. I had been waiting for this for so long. I came again as I felt his prick work its way deeper inside my tight hole. Finally, with a grunt of pleasure, he let loose and came hard inside of me. I screamed and came again as he erupted inside my asshole.

When he pulled out of my wetness, he flicked my pussy with his fingertips. I shuddered, already missing that feeling of having him inside me.

After we had recovered and gotten dressed, Johnny handed me my table legs — minus the bill. As for me, I am already thinking of how I can accidentally break the legs on my dining-room chairs.