I liked this one. As agents go the listing agent is pretty much getting a gift. The selling agent puts up with the shit from the buyers and really does all the work. It was easy to tell Nancy was nervous. I showed her around the house as we talked about ourselves and Nancy verified that I didn’t have a wife she would need to deal with. From Nancy’s side she was early thirties starting a career after getting four kids far enough in school to give her the time with help from her husband. He being a chemical salesman that spent some time out of town.
The four kids were a surprise to me. She didn’t have the appearance of a mother with children at all. The 15 years of marriage hardly showed on her at all. The declaration of motherhood had me checking her out all the more. The woman looked like she belonged on a beach in a bikini.
Finally me showing her the house was almost over. I had dragged out the conversations in each room as much as I could. I had wondered if I could fuck one of the woman agents. Suddenly I was wanting to fuck this very first one, a mom with four kids and a husband. The husband thing was pretty much a requirement for me. By fucking her I’d be in fact fucking him in a way, too. I had the feeling that it would something new to her. The other feeling was that maybe she might pitch me some pussy for the listing.
“I did some comparables on your house. I think your pricing idea is spot on. What would it take for us to get the listing?”
“By us, do you mean you or your agency.”
“Well, both. But, what would I have to offer you personally to get the listing?”
“I guess that’s out there. I have some more interviews. I’d like to hear your offer.”
Nancy stepped to within a couple of feet of me. She took a quick breath.
“I’ve had listings stolen from me by women that do more than should be expected of a real estate agent to get a listing. I’ve been a good wife for 15 years. Maybe I should consider some options if I’m going to sell houses.”
We stood there. That close together. The look in Nancy’s eyes looked like she might bolt. Maybe the fear was that she had put herself out there and I was going to turn her down.
“I guess I could make my offer and take my chances.” Nancy offered.
“Good … but I’m eating your pussy first!”
“You can’t talk to me that way. I’m a married woman.”
Then she laughed and raced me to the bedroom. We ripped off our clothes. Nancy hit the bed with legs spread wide open. She tasted good. I could tell it had been a while. Suddenly there was no pressure. You would have thought we had know each other for years. Every move I made got a reaction from her as she squirmed against my face. I was about to leave her without making her cum. Again, no problem from Nancy. There were plenty of juices waiting for a release. I wouldn’t been surprised if she didn’t, but she sucked my cock.
“God! It’s been ten years since I’ve done this!”
I’m sure if I would have cum in her mouth she would have gulped it down. Nancy was a good fuck. Easy to rate above an eight on a scale of ten. We casually dressed afterwards. Her husband was home for the kids, so no rush.