“Oh, my God! Are you wearing a condom?”
“No, I’m more of a bareback kind of guy?”
Sarah kept humping. Her eyes rolled as she felt how deep my cock was in her.
“Okay. Go ahead. I might like some other guy cumming in me.”
It wasn’t a matter of like. She went berserk when she felt my seed start to spurt against her cervix.
“Oh, fuck. Cum in me. Yes, cum in me. I want to feel your sperm flood my cunt.”
There was a lot more than that, but you get the idea. I drained my load into her greedy cunt. She didn’t offer to get up when I pulled out. Sarah let my cum run from her onto my couch and laughed at the expression on my face when I realized it was my mess to clean up.
“Do I get that listing now?”
“I told you I had others to interview yet.”
“Asshole! I thought that was part of the deal.”
“Oh, is this the first time you pussy didn’t get you the listing?”
“First time that I remember. Guys are so easy when I get them alone and away from their wives.”
“How many times has it worked for you, anyway?” I was trying to aggravate her. I was still pissed about the cum on my couch.
“I lost count quite a while ago. It got me two listings last week. Who wouldn’t fuck a guy to get a huge commission? My first time was over a house that sold for $70,000. Not much commission on that, but it showed me the way to the money.”
I had to laugh at that. I knew waitresses that would fuck for fifty bucks and throw in a blowjob.
Sarah finally stood and gathered her clothes, putting on the g-string with cum still leaking from her cunt.
“I need to get home to my husband. Let me know when you are ready to list. I’ll let you eat my pussy again.”
Sarah was once again the real estate bitch, looking my house over like she was about to call a decorator. I watched her ass wiggle as she walked to her car. She gave me the up skirt shot at her crotch as she got behind the wheel and gave me a smile.
I guess I had the two extremes in Nancy and Sarah. The first timer and the old pro. Unless Nancy lied to me. Women will do that. It wouldn’t be the first woman I fucked after claiming to never having cheated on her marriage.
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Friday afternoon at 4 o’clock it was Anna. I didn’t realize I had scheduled so much young stuff. Anna was cute and just nineteen. I don’t want some young husband-hungry single cunt chasing me all puppy dog style, but Anna talked as we looked over the house. She was getting married in two weeks. That made me want to fuck her. Actually most women do something that make me want to fuck them. Sometimes it’s just being there in the room, across the room, in the next room, and so on.
I figured the marriage in two weeks made the girl off limits. Maybe so, but Anna’s team leader must have given her the hint about getting listings. She was doing things to make me want to fuck her. She’d learn later as a sweet young thing she didn’t have to do anything to get the men to want to fuck her.
Okay … maybe I mentioned, nineteen, getting married in two weeks. I wanted to fuck her. Dressed up women like real estate agents make me want to fuck them. I didn’t need a Plan A or a Plan B. Anna had her own plan.