I always loved the sight of a working man. You know, high vis vest, tool belt, scruffy looking hair and tight shorts. There was something about it that just oozed sex appeal for me.
I was a 22-year-old blonde Instagram influencer back in my younger days, trying to make some extra cash by modelling random clothes and trying to hook up some sort of sponsor. I was hot, well in my eyes I was anyway. Long blonde hair to the middle of my back, long legs, nice firm toned ass, with a tad twerking ability as well.
It was a hot summers day, no one was home, but my dad had organized a tradesman to come over and fix some wooden beams or something in my backyard. I was sunbaking on the hot day on the grass just above our inground pool. The pool wasn't that big and was covered by a pergola, it was more of a spa than a pool.
I stretched out on the cabana, blonde hair tied up in a bun, pink bikini top and black bottom which was more like a thong to be honest. My body was immaculate at that age. Long legs that accentuated by toned ass, and all natural C cup tits that looked fake but were spectacular. I had a boyfriend at that age, but we were on and off, I couldn't stand it when he would last all but 30 seconds in the sack. I was horny all the time at that age.
I lay down on my back and began to rub tanning oil on my arms, legs and torso. The slippery oil felt nice on my skin as I rubbed it in. I sat there in the sun for what seemed an eternity. I roasted my back to a crisp it seemed until I finally turned over. Sweat dropped from in between my thighs, it was so damn hot.
I reached over and took a sip of my home-made lemonade, the ice had melted but the cool liquid chilled my throat. At that moment the back gate swung open and in walked a rather tall skinny looking tradesman. He must've been around 35 to 40 years old, not really the kind of age I would go for but there was something a bit sexy about him. He was wearing aviator sunglasses, had a razor thin shaved hair and was wearing a high vis singlet and shorts.
His arms were glistening in the sunlight as I bit down on my sunglass arm. The heat was making me a bit too warm and fuzzy inside me. I instantly wanted to rip off his shorts and either blow him or have him fuck me right then and there.
It had been a few months since I had gotten fucked properly, my boyfriend at that time had cheated on me with my best friend, stupid me I forgave him and took him back. After I saw this tradie though, something in my head just clicked. I wanted revenge and I knew in my head that I wanted to fuck this tradie.
"Hi, I'm Matt, here to fix the verandah," the man said in a joyful tone.
"Hi Matt, yeah its that one there my dad said, he's not here, but he told me that," I stammered as I got up off the cabana.
I could see that he checked me up and down.
"Uh, ok, no worries, ill get to it now and give him a call when its done," he said trying to avoid looking at my cleavage through my bikini.
I lay down on the sunbed as I overheard all sorts of tools go on and off. Laying on my stomach with my legs together, I knew that he would have been peeking. The sun was roasting my back and I needed to turn over. Sweat began to build up in between my legs.
I turned over and readjusted my top. I leant over and took a sip of my cocktail and watched Matt the tradie as he fixed whatever he was fixing. I got up from my sunbed and walked over to the outdoor fridge to take out a snack. The ladder where Matt was working from was right next it.
"How's it all going up there?" I asked looking up. I knew my cleavage would be in full view.
"Yep, nearly done actually, just need to reconnect this to the main wire," he huffed as he took a brief look down at me.
"Did you want a drink or something?" I asked.
"Yeah that would be great, anything without sugar," he replied.
"Sweet enough, are you?" I flirtingly said.
Matt laughed as he made his way down the ladder. I couldn't help but notice his strong leg muscles and arms as he made his way down. I was beginning to get horny at this point, I hadn't had a cock in me for a good 2 months or so and started to breathe heavily. I know I needed to do something to get this guy to bend me over and fuck me.
"Ok well, just need to fix that wire," he said.
"Oh wait, ill get you that drink," I stated.
I turned around in my bikini and bent over in front of him and reached into the fridge to take out a bottle of water. I took a glance behind me and noticed that he was staring at my ass, I mean seriously who wouldn't. I needed to turn up the heat. I slowly backed my butt onto him and grinded lightly on his crotch as I stood up.
"Oh sorry," I stammered, as I opened the water bottle for him.
"Uh that's ok, bit tight with all this gear around," he mumbled looking around.
"Yeah true," I undid the bottle and took a sip looking at him seductively.
"You know what else is pretty tight around here?" I asked him.
He looked at him a bit confused as he removed his hat from his head, sweat was emanating from his brow.
"Uh no," he said puzzled.
I put the bottle down and grabbed his crotch with my left hand, rubbing what was already a hard cock in his shorts.
"What the! " he gasped.
"My pussy is tight, you wanna find out how tight it is?" I whispered.
He looked confused and shocked at the same time.
"Oh um, isn't your dad coming home soon? Don't you have a boyfriend?" he questioned.
I moved in closer and put my mouth to his ear as I began to lick his ear lobe.
"I want you to fuck me, don't worry about anything else," I whispered as I moved my head in front of his and French kissed him.
His hands began to grip my ass as we kissed passionately. I tongued his mouth violently as I began to moan as he gripped my ass. I could feel his muscles in my arms as I felt his right arm with one hand and began to unbuckle his shorts with the other. I could feel his fingers reaching down to my bikini bottom, rubbing over the top. I was so fucking wet and wanted him to put them in me.
I undid his belt, his tools fell to the ground as his shorts stayed up. I took out his cock, It was an okay size, about 6.5 inches long, hard as rock. He took his fingers and reached inside my bikini bottoms and rubbed my wet pussy. I moaned in pleasure as I began to stroke his cock.
I moved my head slightly away from him to speak.
"Come with me," I said as I took his hand and led him to the spa part of the pool.
We walked over to the spa, I could see that he was in shock and looking around for anyone. I turned him around and dropped his shorts for him and motioned for him to sit on the edge of the spa.
"Take a seat, you've worked hard today Matt," I said
"This is crazy!" he joked