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A few years back but still remember it like it was yesterday…
New house, tons of shopping to do to fill it, yard work to take care of, because its the American dream right? Well my husband is gone for the weekend and I’m trying to get as much shit done as feasible because chaos sucks.

I make my way to Home Depot to order a new fridge and pick up a few items. Husband has to lay some pavers down and needs string for alignment. I make my way over to the string section or whatver the fuck its called and begin snooping around. This 6’3″ 30 something year old kid whos got a pretty athletic build, asks me if I need help. I told him I need rope. Yeah rope, like the dumb chick at Home Depot that doesn’t know rope vs string. I’m already blushing b/c of my stupid mistake and he corrects me and says to me “Well, if you need anyone to help with the rope let me know” – and I flirt back and say “yeah, maybe you can tie something down with it later’ and walk away.

I head over to the appliances and order the fridge we need, last one available and I get a discount b/c its the floor model. I proceed to pat myself on the back b/c hey, I scored a discount lol.
Delivery is set for the next day. Home Depot truck rolls up and of course, its the ‘rope guy’ delivering my appliance. Now I’m blushing again from the embarrassment of our interaction the day before. We begin making small talk, flirting back and forth, starting to touch each other on the arms and shoulders and giggle. He tells me to hang on one second I’l be right back.

He comes back in the house and says, “Ii brought you that rope just in case you needed it this weekend” – and no, it wasn’t the string used for pavers, its a big ass rope. I joke again about what he can do with that rope and he immediately pulls me in and starts kissing me. His hands are up my shirt and he throws me on top of the counter in the kitchen. We are kissing heavily and touching each other at this point and I glance at the clock as I know my husband is arriving in an hour.

He slides my summer dress up and starts eating me out. He was sucking my clit hard and I wondered I might have an orgasm just from that. He stops and carries me over to the couch. I’m on top and I slide my dress off, take his pants off, and we’re like wild animals at this point. I’m wet as hell and he slides in with no issue. I’m fucking this guy on top and talking shit telling him what a great ‘delivery guy’ he is and how it takes care of his customers. Its hot as hell inside at this point and we’ve been fucking for several minutes. Sweat is beading up and is starting to drop down everywhere. He’s fucking loving it and sucking my sweaty tits as much as feasible. He throws me over and now he’s on top drilling me. I can feel his cock deep inside and glance at the clock once again, wondering if my husband is gonna walk it. I’m full on moaning and begin to orgasm and he too starts. Syncing up rarely happens but we’re both there. He tries to pull out but I grab his ass and pull him back and and tell him to cum inside me and he does.

We clean up the sweat drenched sofa and I see him out the door. He turns and tells me, “Next time, I’m using the ropes on you”

I smile back and tell him “Sorry, you won’t be able to contain me next time either”

So yeah, no rope story this time, but maybe next 😉

NSFW: yes

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