The Lonely Wife Who Fucks the Painter – #Erotica

What's a lonely wife to do when a hot guy is all alone with her?

“I’m so tired of looking at these drab old colors in this house.  I’m more than ready and pretty excited that the painter is coming tomorrow to get things brightened up around here.  Speaking of brightening things up around here, I was thinking maybe we could have some fun before we go to sleep.”  Simone said, turning with a giggle to her husband, whom she thought had been listening to her in bed.  “Asleep already.  Of course, you are.  So sick of this boring married life and lack of sex as much as I am the damn paint!” Simone said in a disgusted tone under her breath as she flopped down onto her side of the bed and went to sleep unfulfilled once again.  The following day, she stared out the kitchen window at the birds and sunshine on the plants and trees and fantasized about having a man that actually had an interest in her in the bedroom again.  Things had been stagnant between this beautiful but lonely wife and her husband for a long time.  He was either busy with work or sleeping because of work, but this lonely wife felt neglected and unwanted either way.

After her husband left for his one-hour commute to the office, Simone began to tidy up the house when she heard a knock at the door that indicated the painter had arrived.  “I’m so excited you’re here, Jack!”  Simone said in a bubbly voice to the painter they had hired about a week ago.  “I cleared somethings out of the way for you, but let me know if you need anything else from me.  I’ll be here just getting somethings done around the house as you work.” She said, smiling before heading out to let the painter get started and not have her hanging around him as he does.  Simone stopped on her way out of the room and took in the hot man in her house.  He was not only good at what he did, but he was good to look at too!  His build, my god, was it perfect.  And Simone took advantage of his back being to her as she stared him down from behind for just a few minutes eye bawling his body from his head down to his firm ass that she nearly began to drool over before snapping herself back into reality and picking up the laundry basket on the other side of the doorway.

Simone carried the laundry down to the basement when the heat inside her rose like an inferno.  All she could do was envision the sexy painter upstairs ripping all her clothes off and fucking her right there on his paint tarps.  “Yes honey, the painter is here.  He’s upstairs working right now.  Okay, no problem, I won’t wait up for you.”  Simone rattled off with almost no enthusiasm to her husband, stating that he had to work into the late hours of the night tonight.  This lonely wife had had enough of this and decided she would have fun with her sexy painter.  She went into the bedroom and put on a hot little outfit consisting of a black miniskirt and a lavender blouse that was semi-sheer and cut low to accentuate her full cleavage.  She giggled as she leaned close to the mirror, smacking her full lips together to even out the red lipstick that was freshly painted on.

“So, Jack?  I was wondering if I could ask you a favor?”  Simone asked, interrupting the painter from his work. “What can I do for you, Mrs. H?” He quickly and innocently replied, all while turning around speechless to her hot, curvy body standing before him.  “I was thinking of surprising my husband later with a sexy outfit and dinner, and I was wondering if I could get a man’s opinion on which outfit looks better?” She said, trying to appear innocent with a sweet voice.  “Well, I don’t know if I’m really qualified to be a fashion judge, but I can tell you, Mrs. H, that any man would be overjoyed to have you show up wearing this outfit. You’re very beautiful, if you don’t mind me saying,” he answered, a bit nervous even to respond but smitten with her gorgeous body and looks.  “Thank you so much, Jack!  I have another; please tell me which might excite my husband more, so I’ll be right back with choice number two.  And by the way, please, call me Simone. No more Mrs. H.  Okay?” She added as the now not-so-lonely wife headed back into her bedroom for a wardrobe change.

She was returning to the living room, this time wearing something way riskier.   She called to him from the doorway.  When he turned, she saw his jaw drop open as he stood there speechlessly, taking her in. She was decked out, looking like she had just stepped off a lingerie ad.  She wore white lace panties under a white satin garter belt that connected the garters to her opaque white stockings.  Her bra was also sheer white with lace floral trim around the edges.  Her dark skin was even more pronounced next to the clean, beautiful white lingerie ensemble.  Jack stammered and stuttered, trying to find the right words or run right out the front door.  “So, Jack.  Which outfit do you think will excite my husband more?  This one, or the first one?” She asked, already knowing the answer.  “I am going to have to say this one?”  He responded in disbelief that this wife was standing almost naked in front of him as he painted her house.  A scenario he thought only occurred in porno movies.

“I thought you might say that,” Simone said as she slowly and seductively walked towards Jack.  This lonely wife was about to become a cheating wife to relieve her dull marriage misery.  She grabbed Jack and pulled him close to her lips. “My husband won’t be home to enjoy this beautiful lingerie.  He’s staying into the night at the office…. again.  I’m going to be blunt here, Jack.  I want you to fuck me.  Right here.  Right now.”  She whispered next to his lips.  It was as if her words were magic that cast a spell on him.  He had never felt anything so intense, and he couldn’t help himself but succumb to the temptation of the gorgeous half-naked married woman begging for him to fuck her.  Jack’s cock was already like a rock as his lips parted and he began passionately kissing Simone; his need for her grew by the minute.  She stepped back and unhooked her bra.  Jack watched as it dropped to the floor, her large bare breasts exposed and up for the offering.

He squeezed and rubbed them with his hands causing Simone to gush with pussy juices and her heart to pound wildly in her chest.  She hadn’t felt anything like this in years, and it was intoxicating!  She gasped as the painter’s mouth wrapped around her left and right nipples before suctioning on and sending her squirming in pleasure.  Simone wanted fucked.  She dropped to her knees and took Jack’s cock into her mouth, moaning and closing her eyes as if she was wholeheartedly savoring a decadent dessert.  “I have to have you!”  She said breathlessly, pulling his cock from the back of her throat and wiping a mess of saliva from her chin.  She laid back on the floor and pulled the painter’s hand down with her, guiding him to that longing place between her legs as she did.  “Stuff that big, hard cock of yours into my pussy!” She demanded as she spread her perfect pussy lips open with her fingers, offering her wetness up to him.

Jack didn’t hesitate.  He couldn’t help himself.  He slowly slid that thick shaft into Simone. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she sighed in relief.  “YES! YES!” She screamed, loudly expressing how happy she was to feel it there. “That’s what this wife needed.  The nice, thick cock of a stranger,” she whispered as she watched Jack pump rhythmically in and out of her tight, clinging pussy.  “That cock feels so good in my pussy, baby!  I want to feel those balls empty all over my pussy; that’s it! Keep pumping, keep fucking my pussy, just like that!  Oh my god!  I’m cumming!” She cried out as her body tightened, and quivering waves jerked her thighs and upper body to the contractions of her orgasm.  The final squeeze of that satisfying pussy was all Jack could take, also.  “I’m cumming!”  He yelled out as he pulled his cock out and jerked his load all over her smooth pussy and pelvis.

“I feel so much better now!  Thank you, Jack!  You were just what I needed and then some.  We’ll keep this our little secret.  Our secret that I am no longer a lonely wife!”  She said before smiling, blowing him a kiss, and heading off for a nap to top off her pleasure-filled day; she was looking forward to seeing Jack again tomorrow.