With Minerva's huge breasts barely contained within her bikini at the top of my vision, her hands grip my cheeks firmly and holds my head in place. Minerva peeks down between her own breasts towards me and smiles. I look back at her with some trepidation, feeling her soft thighs against my back, her warm hands caressing my face. I feel a sense of imprisonment wash over me as she holds me securely against her body.
"Can I ask you about your wife, Matt?"
"Uhh... what...?" I stammer. I have never met a woman who was so aggressive towards me.
"Is she a big girl like me?" my hands start wandering on their own accord, feeling up her calves behind me. Their strength and muscular tone is evident and clear.
"No.. she is a little gi.. a small la.. a short woman.." I stammer. What the hell?!
"Uh huh.." Talking, never my strong point, seems to have gotten up and left me.
"Does she handle you good? Keep you satisfied?" Now her hands were moving their way lower down my front and fast approached my own crotch, but I dare not move a muscle of my own.
I pause as I feel her hand touch my surprisingly hard erection and actually moan a little as she grips it, the sensation sending sparks of energy through your body. "Uhh.. as well as can be expected.."
"I'm sure.." She smiles and makes a little moan before releasing my 8" inch cock and straightens up, freeing me from her ministrations.
"Lets get this bed build!" She says with excitement.
I take a few moments to release the breath I have been inadvertently holding and then stand up. With Minerva's help, we both assemble the rest of the bed without further incident.
She thanks me with heartfelt sincerity and lets me go back home.
^^^^^^^
I return home with the sound of various pieces of furniture being moved around in Minerva's house but the only sound on my mind was that soft body rubbing against my own and that delectable accented whispers.
I sit back down at your desk and slow my breathing before realizing I'm still rock hard. What seems like moments later I'm naked and in my shower cleaning myself up. Lathering up some soap I start cleaning my chest... where Minerva's hands had been... and then my arms... I could still feel her fingernails glide over my skin... I washed down my front then my sides and back... realizing I still felt her body and heat against me... My hand drifts to my cock and strokes it... feeling her body trap mine, her heavy breasts pressing against my face and head... My hand mimicking her own hands where they had been on my cock minutes before...
The force of my orgasm was shocking, I can't help but moan deeply as I cum. I nearly collapse in the shower but manage to get out and dry off. Just as I finish drying my hair I can faintly hear some cries of pleasure coming from... Minerva's house?
Hmmm...
I get dressed again and head downstairs to continue working, not stopping till Melissa came in with Jason in her arms. She tells me that she just got off the phone with an old friend of hers, and tells me that she got the job at the nursery in town. Not only will it be Jason's first day in daycare, now she can work AND keep an eye on our son at the same time!
Happy for her, I got up and hugged them both, never managing to push the image of Minerva quite out of my mind...
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