My neighbor, a superhot forty-something with dark blonde hair, great legs, and a huge rack, asked me to build a bunch of shelves in her basement while I was home from college for the summer,

And gave me a key so I could get in while she was at work. After the first week, I was halfway done, and she texted me to say she was impressed by how fast I was working. She said she had some other things I could do for her, since I was going to be finished so quickly, and asked me to come by on Saturday morning so she could show me what she had in mind. She said I should just let myself in.

On Saturday I went in the back door like always, but I didn’t see her. I called her name, and heard her say she was upstairs. “Come on up, Jason. I need your help in the bedroom.”

I went upstairs and heard a loud moan from one of the bedrooms. This was getting better and better. When I got to the doorway, I was not at all surprised to see Nancy fucking herself with a huge dildo. I got an instant hard-on and walked into the room. Nancy checked out the bulge in my shorts, smiled, and said, “Great. You brought just the right tool for the job.”

I walked toward the bed and took off my clothes. She stared at my cock, which was proudly pointing the way toward her, and took it in her hand to pull it toward her face. She licked the tip before shoving it into her warm mouth, then bobbed her head and sucked me till I was ready to explode. I pulled out of her mouth as shot after shot of hot come jetted out, landing all over her gorgeous tits. She used her fingers to scoop up every drop.

I got between her legs to eat her out, just like I’d been imagining all week. By the time she came, moaning and wailing and shaking, I was hard again. I slipped my cockhead into her and pushed forward, inch by inch, until I was in up to my nuts. It felt so good to be inside her. She held on tight and I rode her like a madman. We fell in sync, moving together like a well-oiled machine, barreling toward that final moment of ecstasy. It was fucking incredible!

Afterward, she took me through all three bedrooms, both bathrooms, and the linen closet, showing me exactly what she wanted done with each closet and helping me take measurements. Then she said, “Maybe it would be a good idea to go pick up the shelving today, so everyone on the street can see that you’re really working. After you bring it all into the garage, I’ll make lunch and we can go back to bed. Oh, and I expect you to stay here till I’m home every evening, so I can check your work and stay on top of you.”