Hannah was busy pottering around the house tidying up and filling time in the expectation that the washing machine repair man would turn up on time today. This was the second day she had taken off from work. He had already failed to turn up on two previous occasions so she was starting to get more than a little annoyed with the growing pile of laundry in the bathroom and the time and fuel she had already spent going back and forth to the launderette in the City.
Just after 1pm the door bell sounded, Hannah marched to the door and opened it in that stroppy angry way that only a woman can.
The repair man introduced himself as Alan as she gestured him inside. Hannah didn't say anything to him as she only wanted her machine repaired and wasn't really up for a fight so offered him a coffee.
Alan finished his coffee and placed the cup on the worktop. As he turned to pick up a few of his tools his arm accidentally caught the cup sending it flying across the work surface. Hannah rushed forward in order to catch it and as she did so she slipped. As she fell forward she landed pressed up against his body which she couldn't help but notice was muscular and firm.
"I got it" he said.
Hannah felt a pulse of sexual energy surge through her body at being so close to this mountain of what she could only assess as pure sex.
Hannah looked up into Alan's eyes and the couple moved slowly together. His arms gently brought her towards him as their lips touched softly. As they did so she felt another surge of sexual energy reverberate around her body, before it landed between her legs as a damp patch in her knickers. As he pulled her towards him his tongue probed deep into her mouth, exploring in a warm and purposeful way. His hands ran around her back and shoulders as they kissed. The damp patch was slowly expanding and getting wet as nature prepared her swollen pussy for what she was about to demand!
The kissing continued with both tongues going into overdrive. Hannah's hands moved up and around Alan's broad firm chest and then down his sides and around his midriff.
Hannah was by now losing all control, his tongue deep inside her mouth, his large hands all over her top, fondling and squeezing her tits and teasing the nipples until they were poking into the materiel of her bra in an attempt to break free.
Hannah moved slowly back from this man beast to allow her hand to run down over the front of his jeans. A further surge of pure sexual energy shot through her body, pinging her pussy as her hand slowly moved over the lump in his jeans. Alan let out a long slow sigh as her hand moved slowly over the throbbing mass. She knew by the feel of it through the cloth that it was large and particularly thick around the base with a monstrous pair of balls and very,very hard.
Alan's hands by now were all over her tits, feeling, rubbing and squeezing, before taking hold of her tee shirt and pulling it up over her head and flinging it to the floor. His hands by now all over her bra covered breasts as she squirmed in pure lust. Hannah slowly undid the buttons of his shirt, her hand inside the shirt now rubbing his firm hairy chest as he tongue fucked her open willing mouth. Slowly she undid all of his shirt buttons pulling it off over his arms.
His warm hunky chest by now pressed against her. She felt his warm hands move slowly up over her ass and up her back sending tingles through her. Slowly fumbling with her bra clasp, Alan undid her bra letting it fall down, the straps rolling down her arms before it too went to the floor.