The Window Cleaner...

March the 31st 2006 Sonia finished her shower and stepped out onto the bathmat. As she reached for a towel she glanced briefly in the mirror. Sure enough James, the eighteen-year-old window cleaner, was peeping through the window. The curtain was a poor fit and there was enough of a gap to see through. The window cleaner fumbled as she lifted the towel from the rail and bent at the waist to pick it up from the floor. She stayed that way for a few long seconds, her shapely bottom and thighs directly in the window cleaner's line of sight, her puffy reddened sex displayed, before standing again and starting to dry herself. She found it necessary to pull her buttocks wide apart and dab at the drops of water caught between them, then turn round and put one foot on a stool while she meticulously dried her pubic region. It also took a long time to dry each large breast, massaging them almost as much as drying them. The window cleaner pulled down his zip as she stood naked, side on to the window for a good while longer, applying talc then deodorant… Finally she put on her robe and bundled up her towel for the wash. She'd been aware of James watching her for several months. It was all harmless stuff and she had gotten a bit of a kick out of flaunting her body in front of him. She'd often walked out of the bathroom or bedroom with her robe loose enough that it accidentally revealed a breast as he cleaned the windows, or while wearing a low-necked T-shirt bent forward to talk to him and since early that summer she had often sunbathed out the back garden in an almost obscene bikini. She had taken to visibly noticing the window cleaners discomfort with a growing erection, and he always blushed at her enquiring glances. The fact was that Sonia was finding the whole thing as arousing as James was. She had a curvaceous body and loved male attention. Her window cleaner James was a quiet young man without many friends and she had been thinking for some time about seducing him - after all he was a good looking young man and wouldn't it be better for a vulnerable boy like James to be introduced to sex by an experienced woman who lusted after him and could ensure he learned more than just the basics? Her little display in the bathroom had left her feeling more than a little excited. Her nipples were still stiff from the massaging, and her labia were damp with arousal. She waited a few moments, rehearsing the scenario she had planned in her mind in the last few weeks. She then walked down the hallway and down the stairs then paused outside the conservatory door then quickly opened the door and walked in. James was on the large sofa wearing only a T-shirt and his jeans were wide open. He'd been wanking and was now frozen, mouth open in shock, one fist tightly gripping his hard cock… Sonia stood with her hands on her hips in obvious disapproval and, as James tried to cover himself and started stammering something, she was gratified to see that his cock was both thick and long - at least nine inches she judged, her nipples hardening even more. "What do you think you are doing?" She said, allowing a little anger into her voice. "First you spy on me in the shower and then you slink in here and masturbate!" James went bright red… The window cleaner started to stammer again. Sonia cut him off: abruptly. "Don't think I haven't noticed you leering at me! Do you think that I want to be the subject of my window cleaner's lust in my own house?" James was abject in his embarrassment and had finally succeeded in covering his groin with his hand. Softening her expression from anger to pity, Window Sonia walked over and sat on the sofa and asked: "Why did you do it, James?" her voice a little less angry. "You've got to realise that it's wrong to sneak around spying on women. It's going to get you into real trouble." "I was just curious," he mumbled… Sonia paused as if thinking deeply. Then she said, "Do you think about sex a lot James?" "Uh, sure," he replied. "Do you masturbate much, James?" her voice gentle, almost concerned. She leaned a little closer and the neck of her robe had opened enough to allow him a glimpse of one breast. "Uh, not really," he said, trying unsuccessfully to ignore his employers tantalising display. "Once a week?" she enquired, noticing his cock moving against the bottom of his T-shirt. "Sometimes more…" he confessed in a shamed whisper. Yes… A hell of a lot more, thought Sonia… "What were you thinking about just now when I came in through the door?" No answer… Sonia stroked the window cleaner's arm soothingly and leaned closer saying in a concerned coaxing voice, "Were you thinking about me?" Her robe was now open enough at the neck for her window cleaner to see both slightly swaying breasts with their hard nipples. "Ummm…" James half grunted, looking down at his waist, his face crimson. "Look at me James!" Sonia said quietly. He didn't move and, taking his chin in her hand, she tilted his face up to hers, noticing how his eyes lingered on her breasts, and said in a firmer tone, "Look at your employer when she's talking to you!" James couldn't hold her gaze and as his eyes moved away she tightened her grip. His eyes darted back to hers, a hint of fear in them. "Tell me exactly what you were thinking, James, as you were masturbating!" The tone of her voice and her look demanded a response and her window cleaner swallowed awkwardly… "You need to be able to talk to your employer. If I know what the problem is, I can help you..." James nodded and, releasing his chin, Sonia continued in a firm voice. "Now tell me what you were fantasising about just now." "Ummm… I was thinking you were in here with me…" "Yes, go on." "Umm… That's all." "What was I doing?" Sonia asked gently. "Was I naked?" James reddened again, and looked down. "James?" Sonia said in a warning tone. "Umm… Yes, you were naked like just before in the bathroom." "Look at me James," she waited until his eyes met hers and then, holding his gaze, said, "You mean I was drying myself in front of you?" "Not exactly..." "What then?" "Well," he paused, flustered and embarrassed. "You were with me." "I was sitting on the bed with you?" she enquired innocently. "Perhaps I was holding your penis. Was that it?" He was silent. "Or perhaps you were stroking my breasts? Tell me, James." "Yes, I was touching your body, like you were when you were drying yourself." "And?" She said, her eyebrows arched… "And you were touching mine," he said, his eyes dropping to his lap again but not without pausing to look at her breasts. "Listen James, I know it's normal for an eighteen year old boy to be curious." He was looking at her again. "But I'm worried about where these perverted thoughts might lead you." His expression was startled and ashamed again. Her hand tightened on his arm. "What we should do about it. What do you think we should do, James?" "I don't know," he whispered. "You need to be able to talk to me about these things, no matter how embarrassing or shameful. And I'll help you…" Her window cleaner nodded, his eyes again looking at her breasts. "Now James, you say that in your imagination, we were both sitting naked on the sofa, touching each other. Yes?" In response to her demanding tone, his eyes were once more raised to hers. "Ummm… Yes." "Very well then!" she said standing up and, without warning, shrugging out of her robe. She stood naked before James, enjoying the surprise and disbelief on his face. God, she was hot. Her nipples were like bullets and her sex was so damp she was afraid she would scream when she sat down. "Now James," she said bending down and pulling back his hand, "take your top off." As he hesitated and then pulled his t-shirt up, momentarily tangling his arms, she gazed lustfully at his rigid cock, reassessing its size as at least 10 inches. Her face was composed by the time James finally got free of his t-shirt, and she sat down matter of factly, seemingly unaware that her thigh was against his and that his breath was coming in short pants. "So," she continued. "Where were you touching me?" James gulped and said, putting his hand out hesitantly, "On the breast." "Like this?" Sonia said, taking his hand and putting the clammy palm over her breast. He nodded jerkily and, continuing to hold her palm over his, she started massaging making sure that he did it the way she liked, covering all the soft flesh with gentle squeezes. She then took her hand away and made sure he continued the way she liked before continuing in a detached voice. "And I suppose you had your other hand on my hip...." she took his hand and held it against her buttock, "And were sucking my other breast?" She put her hand behind his head and gently drew him forward until his hot mouth was encircling her nipple. He sucked tentatively and then steadily, and she felt his tongue going back and forth over her nipple. Jesus it felt good and she had to struggle to maintain a dispassionate composure. He had forgotten her first breast so Sonia said, "So you were squeezing one breast and sucking the other," and got the response she wanted. "You probably know that women like their nipples to be sucked gently, first one and then the other, while having their breasts massaged." Again he readily complied, leaving wet patches of saliva over each aching nipple. Sonia enjoyed her window cleaner's attentions for several minutes, and then pushed him gently back. He looked at her questioningly, face flushed and damp from being pressed against her tits, wondering what he had done wrong. "Now, in your fantasy, while you were squeezing and sucking my breasts, I was touching you. Right?" James nodded but wasn't saying anything. "Where was I touching you? On your penis? Like this?" She put her hand on his cock, loving the silky hardness and the heat, and then wrapped her hand around the base. Her fingers couldn't quite encircle it - God, he was big and she felt a gush of juice drench her cunt. James groaned and she started to wank slowly back and forth. "Was I doing this?" she asked innocently, and James groaned again. She stopped, put his hands back on her breast and buttock, and then drew his head down to her nipple again. She started to wank him again and he sucked avidly first at one breast then the other. Sonia continued to talk, "I don't know why you think your employer would want to do this with you," James paused, but quickly sucked again at her breast as she didn't let up in her stroking of his thick cock. "... She felt his cock beginning to pulse, his orgasm imminent, so stopped and gently pushed him back away from her again. "James, was that all you imagined us doing?" His eyes were glazed but with an effort he focussed on her. "I would think that you were fantasising about more than that, given that you've been spying on me for weeks and weeks now." He nodded. "So what else was going through your filthy little mind?" She had hardened her voice and he looked bewildered again. "Well?" "Umm… You were.... Licking me…" he said in a dry whisper. "What? Licking you? Your penis?" He nodded. "Oh dear…" she shuddered. "How disgusting!" Her window cleaner looked incredibly ashamed and crestfallen. "Oh well," she said in a resigned voice. "If I'm going to help you, I suppose we had better keep going... Now, was I kneeling on the floor between your legs?" He looked at her dumbly, and then nodded nervously. Sonia shifted onto the floor and knelt between his legs, making sure that her steaming cunt was wedged gratifyingly over one of her heels. "So I held your penis and licked it? Like this?" Sonia leaned forward and, holding the wonderful tool at its base, licked it up and down a couple of times, flattening her tongue against the hot shaft. God, she wanted to have it deep in her mouth. "That is so depraved!" she said sitting back and looking harshly up at her panting window cleaner, still grasping his hard cock firmly. "I can't believe you thought in your fantasies that I would do that for you. I suppose you imagined me sucking it too, and not just the tip but also the whole disgusting thing? Well?" "Yes…" James said guiltily. "Except I was standing up, not sitting down." Sonia was pleased that he was finally getting the hang of things. "OK! Then stand up!" she said, not moving so that when he stood, he had to hunch over slightly so that his cock didn't poke her in the face. "Like this?" Sonia said and, angling his cock down, put the silky head between her lips and slid forward. The flared glans pushed into her mouth deliciously wide and she pressed her cunt against her heel as hard as she could. She kept moving forward on the magnificent pole, hesitating only briefly as it pressed past the back of her mouth and into her throat. The last couple of inches presented a challenge because of the amazing girth. She had a moment of doubt, but managed to accommodate the massive tool. She sucked and constricted her throat on it for a few marvellous seconds, before pulling slowly back and letting it pop out of her mouth. Looking up at her window cleaner, she wiped her mouth and said, "I can hardly believe that a window cleaner of mine would want his employer to do this… Where did you get such ideas?" He just gaped at her and she continued, "Did I keep putting your ugly thing in my mouth?" He nodded dumbly. "I can't imagine even you thought I would do it willingly, so I expect you had your hands on the back of my head and in my hair, and you were pushing me down all the time." She bent down and put the tip of his cock to her lips again, but it was a moment before she felt his hands on the back of her head. She didn't move until he pushed her down and even then she only went as far as he pushed her. After a few seconds, she once again had the coarse pubic hair of his belly against her face and was working the ridges of her throat against his magnificent shaft. When she needed a breath she pushed back against his hands until most of his cock was out of her mouth and stayed there until he hesitantly pushed her down again. But he soon got the idea and started to push her down his cock and pull her back up. She couldn't resist the splendid meat and sucked and licked at it constantly, relishing the taste and wanting things to go on and on. It wasn't unusual for her to cum while sucking like this and now, with her cunt grinding down on her heel and this spectacular cock sliding in and out of her mouth, she could feel the beginnings of an approaching orgasm. His hands were now tangled in her hair and the painful tugging as he guided her up and down his cock was only inflaming her lust. All too soon she felt his cock pulse and throb and pulled back so that he shot his load into her mouth rather than her throat. God, it was good and she savoured each jet. When he had finished, she let his slimy cock slip from her mouth and, swallowing most of her window cleaner's offering, stood up facing him. Even though she hadn't cum, she was highly aroused. "I suppose you wanted to kiss me so you could taste your own semen…" and ignoring the surprised look on his face, she pressed against him, her nipples rubbing his chest, poking her tongue against his teeth as he kissed her, making sure she transferred a good amount of the salty cum. God his mouth tasted sweet and she had to force herself to pull away… "Now, James," she said sitting back down on the sofa and drawing her window cleaner down beside her. "I hope that acting out that grubby little fantasy has demonstrated how unpleasant it can be giving in to your desires." She was very business like. "I also hope that you can now see that I am someone who can help you, so don't be shy in confiding in me when you are disturbed by these base and unnatural longings!" "Th… Th… Thank you… I will..." "Right James," she smiled. God, she needed to be fucked so badly. "Now, hand me your underpants there behind you, and I'll clean that messy slime from your penis. Personal hygiene is most important." She took his underwear from him and, holding the deflated cock in one hand, started to wipe it in long slow strokes, squeezing and dabbing in a clinical manner. Even limp it was like a hosepipe! She was careful to wipe all around and underneath the stiffening shaft, and then the scrotum with its plum sized balls. She was determined to get those into her mouth before too long! By the time she had finished he had a raging hard on again and she looked at him disappointedly. "James, I really can't believe this! What disgusting thoughts are going through your mind now? We've only just finished dealing with one manifestation of your perverted lust and now, even in the presence of your employer, you are clearly unable to control your grubby little urges!" "Tell me what you are fantasising about now? Does it involve me again?" she asked, sighing and forcing herself to release his hard cock. He nodded guiltily. "I suppose it's something worse than what we just did," she speculated. He just looked at her and after a pause, when it was clear he wasn't going to say anything, she added, "What do you imagine could be worse than making me suck on that revolting penis?" "I'm… It's just that I have this recurring thought of us… Together..." "You mean, having sex?" she said for him. "Ummm… Yes…" "Oh James," she said in disappointment. "Is this something that you think about a lot?" "Yes… I'm sorry…" "And how do these unhealthy thoughts start?" "Well… Different ways." "Such as?" "I guess I think about you sitting on top of me while I'm lying back on my bed," he said, once again going red. "OK then," she sighed after a pause. "Lie back and let's see how we go this time…" He laid down in a flash, his enormous cock lying on his stomach, stretching past his navel. "You can't have imagined I would just come in and impale myself on your wretched penis," she said hand on hips doubtfully. "Something that size could do serious damage to a delicate woman like myself, especially if it went in dry. And I certainly wouldn't be at all moist at the prospect of having sex with you." She walked over to the head of the sofa and looked down at the clueless face of her eighteen-year-old window cleaner. "You would have been thinking you needed to put lots of saliva on my vagina, making sure I was well lubricated before I could possibly let your penis near me." She stared at him and he nodded. Then she quickly straddled his face and lowered her sex onto his mouth. He soon got the idea and he could feel his tongue probing her. "You need to put lots of saliva all over the opening," she encouraged, "and deep inside the tunnel, as well." Oh God!!!! She thought as his tongue slid around her ripe swollen lips. If he finds my clit it will be all over in a moment. "Just getting a woman's vagina wet isn't enough preparation for sex," she said trying to keep her voice level. "You need to make sure her breasts are well massaged and her nipples rubbed." His hands came up to her breasts and she put hers over them, making sure he did it the way she liked. After a moment she had to lean back and steady herself she was so excited. His hands went on kneading her firm breasts and every time his fingers closed over her nipples it sent a tingling jolt straight to her cunt. Despite herself, she was beginning to lose her self control and she started to grind herself into his face, moving it back and forth on his mouth, rubbing her clit against his nose, leaving long streaks of her wetness. Finally she got a grip and paused, composing herself before saying, "I'm sorry, James, I just can't get any enthusiasm for what you want to do - the thought is just too repulsive. It's impossible for me to be properly prepared." Her window cleaner's face collapsed in anguish and disappointment and she savoured it a moment before sighing. "No doubt you'll just masturbate even more - or worse! - If we don't satisfy this nasty little curiosity. I guess I'll just have to try and go along with it as best I can." Relief then excitement came quickly into the teenagers face as she moved back to his groin, took his cock in one hand, and positioned herself over it. She guided the cock head to her tight opening and wiped it back and forth between her labia. Once it was slippery, she quickly inserted it and lowered herself until it was wedged halfway in her. God it felt wonderful and her cunt spasmed and clamped around the delicious intruder. "It's better that we go through this and get it over with," she gasped in a pained self-sacrificing tone then Sonia sunk down till her hips were touching his, groaning again and she was perfectly filled… Her cervix was pulsing and the lips of her cunt were splayed so far open she wondered if they would ever close together again. "What now?" she gasped. "Umm… You move up and down," James replied..." Sonia moved gingerly up and down a few inches, and then leaned forward, dangling her tits in the teenagers face. "It might help if you suck my breasts again - at least it will be more tolerable for me and help me take my mind off the discomfort." James latched on in an instant and as she fucked up and down her nipples were pulled back and forth between his lips till they felt stretched way beyond their normal size. Sonia was soon on the verge of orgasm. James was now thrusting to meet her and the fucking was becoming erratic and frenzied. Sonia came with a heaving panting shudder, her entire insides clenching and spasming. James looked worried for a moment but continued to pound into her cumming himself while she was still cresting and setting off another tremor through her entire body.