Gavin stepped up to the large, oak front door and pushed the bell, judging the family home and quiet residential street. It was all a bit 'Stepford Wives' and would've done his head in to have to conform to the dull domestic lifestyle.
Gavin was a batchelor who worked for himself and lived for the weekends. He couldn't imagine surviving the constraints of having a wife and children that most of his mates had. Maybe that explained why they were the way they were when they went out drinking. Constantly chatting up and trying to fuck women with a 'quickie' so nobody found out and told their wives! It was amusing to watch his three best friends, constantly sexually repressed and 'gagging for it' whenever they had their nights out.
Recently they'd found a new way to ensure they got their rocks off- even if the woman wasn't too willing to start off with- and he patted his jacket pocket smiling at the hard lump before he heard the sound of the lock turning and looked up with a huge smile plastered on his face to greet the woman of the house.
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Amy had chosen a more casual look for herself that evening as she'd spent a long time making herself cum earlier on. Her body felt satiated and calm so a pair of tracky trousers and a tight grey top with bare feet and her hair up in a high pony was the level of effort she wanted to make on her appearance. And oh how she regretted it about 5 seconds after she opened the door to Gavin!
He wasn't very tall which was the first thing that she noticed about him, but, by god was he attractive! Dark hair, a smattering of stubble and thick tattooed arms assaulted her senses before she took in his dirty work clothes that were smattered with paint and then finally his sparkling brown eyes which gave her the most mischievous look. He was gorgeous and had a 'rouge alpha' air about him.
She was brought back into the here and now as Gavin looked down at his extended arm waiting for Amy to shake it.
"Oh I'm sorry," she exclaimed, "I can't get over how much you look like your brother!"
And they certainly did. Paul was taller and more wiry, Amy hadn't been able to help noticing his toned arms whilst he was working on the extension for her home but he didn't have any tattoos and she knew he was married because of his wedding ring. Paul was certainly the good boy and Gavin the rebel one. Amy couldn't help but remember as Paul, Alex and their boss had left late that afternoon as they'd all said goodbye and Paul had looked her directly in the eye (which was a rare occurrence) and told her how how much he was enjoying working on this project.
He hadn't said much to her since starting the building work and his demure personality was one of the things that she liked about him as he was so easy to fluster.
Looking at Gavin she knew that she was going to have to watch herself with this one. She glanced down, yep, no ring, which meant that he wouldn't have any qualms about touching so she couldn't push him too far.
She had no intention of cheating on her husband so flirting with 'safely married guys' was the only way to go.
As he looked around her lounge Amy was impressed at his professional manner. He didn't letch on her and explained his plans to decorate this room to a scheme that she had already emailed him. He had a nice deep voice that echoed in her stomach and she couldn't stop glancing at his tatts.
Gavin stopped and turned to her, obviously noticing her inquiring gaze focused on his left arm.
"Which ones do you want to ask about Mrs Trent?"
Amy paused and looked up to his face smiling down on her. Well, now he'd noticed her looking she just had to ask.
"You've got so many but it's that one above your wrist, are they dogs?" She asked quietly.
Gavin chuckled and a dimple appeared as he smiled, shit that was too cute! "No, not dogs- the four of them represent me, and my three best mates. This one at the top is Paul this one is me and these last two are Greg and John- the three of them are my best mates- we do everything together. They're wolves, not dogs."
Amy smiled, "it's really lovely that you're so close with your brother, Paul has been great working here, he's a good guy."
"Yeah, he's a great guy. Good husband, Dad to his kids and everyone loves him. He's almost too nice, you know?!"
Any had to agree, he was too nice, but she loved that sweet almost innocent side to him. "I think he's lovely, but I've never really gotten much of a conversation out of him. He's much quieter than you!"
That made Gavin full out laugh! "He's a great older brother, but he's got a lot more going on than people realise."
Amy left it there, she was going to have a drink and then start dinner for herself as her husband was working away tonight and a long hot bath was definitely in need.
"I'm just about to make a cold drink, do you want one Gavin?"
"That'd be great, please. I'll just write up these last notes, in the lounge if that's alright?"
"Absolutely fine, I won't be long, iced tea ok?" She replied.
"Great thank you." Gavin headed into the large room whilst Amy headed off to the kitchen.
Iced tea was a speciality her Nan had taught her and she always kept a jug of it going. Her kids loved it. Thinking of them she smiled and thought about picking them up later from her Mum's house where they'd been after school today.
Grabbing two long glasses of tea, Amy walked back to the lounge and set them on a small table as she sat on the large sofa and Gavin sat on the single chair facing her.
The shrill of the house phone caused Amy to stand up and head towards the hallway, but it stopped ringing as she approached, so she headed back to Gavin and she smiled as she saw him sitting back sipping his drink with an appreciative smile on his face.
"This is real good Mrs Trent."
"Please Gavin, call me Amy and I'm glad you like it." Amy took a long drag of hers before holding it in her hands to cool herself down. It had been a long day.
She and Gavin spoke about types of furniture that she was going to buy in to compliment the new colour scheme of the room whilst they finished their drinks and Amy was suddenly desperate for him to go and to be alone for the next hour or so.
A tingling in her breasts and stomach had started up and it made her lose her line of focus in the conversation. She sat listening to Gavin but not really taking anything in as he spoke about wood types.
The tingling had become more of an itch in her nipples and she surreptitiously rubbed one then the other to get rid of it. This however just made it worse and a sharp stab of arousal ploughed straight to her pussy making her jump slightly on the seat.
Amy crossed her legs to alleviate the sensation but the ache spread from her pussy and flowed round to her ass and a warmth flew around her body causing her to feel hot and achy down below.
She knew what she needed and it was her dildo- now! She needed it now! But shit, there was a guy there talking about blues and greys and she needed something. Right now.
She was starting to burn up and a red kind of mist started to form in front of her eyes. Need, that was all she could feel.
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Gavin watched the fairly straight laced wife and Mum turn into a hot ball of need right in front of his eyes. It was a glorious sight. Her pupils were dilated and those cute tits had gone rock solid with her nipples pointing straight out at him. She was rubbing herself against the seat of the chair trying to get rid of that feeling in that pussy. But he knew that that wouldn't do anything and her need would only get worse. God he loved this bit. Where her mind would fight with her body- what one was thinking and what the other needed- it was a battle that he wanted to help her solve. So he stood up and started to walk towards her, taking off his jacket and T-shirt as he did.
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Amy was writhing in her chair, sweating as she couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. She needed to cum now, but there was a reason she couldn't, what was it? Oh right, a man, a man was here who wasn't her husband and as she looked up he was suddenly walking toward her. But a red mist of need clouded her vision and he just looked like a silhouette of Male and she realised that this was what she needed. She sat with her back against the chair and opened her legs rubbing her fingers on her pussy as he walked towards her placing his hands on the arm rests either side of her, his face close to hers.
She was rubbing her pussy furiously now over her comfy trousers but it wasn't helping at all. His breath hit her face and it took her a moment to realise that he was asking her something.
"Do you want me to do that for you sweetheart?" And at that his firm large fingers pushed hers away and started to rub slowly on her pussy, pushing up where her opening was through the layers of clothes. She was dripping wet and she opened her legs wider hoping he could crawl up into her.
A new sensation of wet pressure and heat hit her on her nipple and as Amy moaned she could feel teeth biting her nipple and then sucking hard working at the same place as the probing fingers.
"Mmmmm, more," she moaned as she arched into him again. The need was building and she needed something now, she had to have it instantly- it felt so good.
His deep voice replanted on her other nipple as his mouth switched, "what do you want baby?"
"Urghhhh, I need you to fuck me, fuck me now, please!" Amy all but yelled.
Gavin moved away from her slightly, smiling as he took off his clothes and then palmed his hard dick.
"Alright slut, I'll fuck you, I'll make it all go away."