In my late 20’s I worked in real estate and met my one client when she attended one of my open houses. She caught my eye immediately, wearing tight yoga pants and a tight athletic top. She was pretty, blonde, shorter than my 6 ft, and decent sized tits. We didn’t talk much that day besides some info about the house, which she did not end up liking. But I gave her my card and told her if she wanted, I could be her exclusive buyer agent and show her whatever other houses fit her price range.

So she ended up texting me later that day and we kind of hit it off from a personality standpoint. Both kinda goofy, she liked my sense of humor, and I genuinely enjoyed showing her houses. But we never really crossed the line through the half a dozen houses I ended up showing her. I had a girlfriend anyways. I ended up learning she was semi-recently divorced, and only a year older than me.

So on closing day we’re at the title company, just me and her and the title agent. Now if you have ever bought a house you know how much paperwork goes into closing, and all that paperwork needs to be copied in like triplicate. So when the title agent stepped out of the room to make copies, it left her and I alone in this room at a conference table. She asks me about my friend/coworker that she saw at the initial open house, saying she’d like to hook up with him. Now this both shocked me AND made me jealous. She hadn’t really said anything sexual before other than maybe jokingly. So my knee jerk reaction was to ask her why him and not me. She says don’t you have a girlfriend and I only replied with “so?” and she gave me a smile and said “ok….”

Later after the closing we texting the rest of the night about hooking up. I was INSANELY nervous, excited, horny as fuck, and could barely sleep that night since the next day I was meeting her at her new house to give her the keys. When we get there I say something like “I better come inside to make sure everything is as it was written in the contract” with a smartass smile on my face. So we walk around the house, everything looks fine and finally it’s the moment of truth. We’re standing in the kitchen and she’s like “well, you gonna make a move or what?” I don’t remember exactly what I did or said in response to that but I remember she laughed at me and said “that was lame”. I laughed back at her and said “fuck you” and pushed her up against the wall as we start to make out.

After a minute or so she got on her knees and undid my jeans and started sucking my dick. It felt amazing but honestly it was really weird just standing in an empty kitchen getting my dick sucked. So I pulled her up and said let’s go to the bedroom. In hindsight this wasn’t much better but at least it was carpeted. We got on the floor and I helped her pull off her tight faux leather pants. I began to eat her pussy (which was nicely and freshly shaven) but after only a few second she pulled me away and said stop I just want you to fuck me. So I lined my dick up with her pussy and began to apply some pressure and she said to go slow, because I’m big and she didn’t want me to hurt her. No idea if she was just saying that to stroke my ego or whatever but it worked. After a min of some slow penetration and whimpers from her she gave me the go ahead to go for it. And I started pumping into her faster. It felt so good I completely ignored the rug burn I was developing on my knees. I told her I was gonna cum soon and asked her where she wanted it, she replied inside her and that just absolutely sent me over the edge. I filled her up SO MUCH. After like 24 hours of anticipation.

She got up and put her hand over her pussy so my cum wouldn’t leak out all over her nice new carpet. She ran to the bathroom, only to realize there was no toilet paper, which was fucking hilarious. So I stood next to her as she stood with her hand on her pussy, letting my cum leak out onto her hand, and then rinsing it off in the sink. Literally rinse and repeat, lol. She jokingly bitched to me about how much was coming out of her and all I could do was laugh and smack her ass.

Eventually we fucked a handful of times again over the next year and a half or so, each time in her bed. But honestly on the floor in the empty house was DEFINITELY the most memorable.