The house was a mess, builders everywhere, dirt and dust. She was doing her best to keep things in check, but the jib was vast. The men worked hard, she did her best to manage them…but when it’s four guys on one it’s hard. She seemed to like a room full of sweaty, young men working under her control. The look in her eyes as she instructed them had a sense of power, she likes being in control, she wanted to be feared and yet I suspected she also wanted to be desired. It seemed she longed for them to be aroused by her presence as I could detect the aroused smell of her pussy after any discussion.

Often these discussions would take place after work, when she was in heels and a powerful business suit. The cleavage on show was enough to distract and the fact she often had to bend over to look at work meant a glance at her hanging breasts was there for the taking, and a wonderful view of the material stretched tight across her bottom (and visible pantie outline) was there under the bright lights of naked bulbs. For me it was her feet, hot from a day in heels, then removed so that bare feet walked on dirty floors was the most exciting sight. Dirty soles, hot feet and discarded heels made me want them in my face. Perhaps the builders did too.

At night I would inspect her removed panties, lacy and fragrant they were always moist in the gusset. A busy schedule meant unpainted toes, a slightly hairy pussy and occasional armpit stubble. A fabulous vision and her curves made for a sight that was charged with sex appeal. I often fantasised of the working men grasping their hard cocks at home and wanking over the thought of her, or as they inhaled stolen panties or secret photos of her taken on their phones. I thought of their hot cumshots being supressed all day, grateful of release when the opportunity arose. I would have enjoyed catching someone wanking on site, sweaty balls swaying as they pulled their cocks without knowing I was watching.

Her courage was growing. Touching arms, jokes and so on. Wearing bedwear as they arrived, vests that shown large boobs and occasional stiff nipples. Bare feet, tight leggings and the odd stroll to the bathroom naked when they were downstairs. She would enjoy masturbating on the bed when the house was full, playing with my cock with the door open, sucking me with a raised arse to the door. Nobody ever came upstairs, and we were always quiet, but I knew it was a turn on…for both of us.

One evening she went through the house in lacy panties and a T-shirt, showing off her bottom through sheer backed knickers. Unwashed and sexy, the scent of lust followed…but did only I recognise it? I’m not sure anyone noticed what she was wearing, but the bar was raised. One by one the team left with only a few stragglers remaining. We loitered upstairs as it was the only habitable place in the house. Nothing was happening, but I was admiring her shapely legs, beautiful feet with soft soles and perfect toes and her bottom just about showing. Her panties had been on all day, lace detail, high cut and black, showing just enough shapely bottom to let the imagination wander. A vest top, tight on the boobs, but relatively high-cut, but it shown off her wonderful arms and inviting armpits. Hair up, full lips and piercing eyes. I did all I could to see more, to rub her feet, to get a smell while she was being busy.

We had been struggling with one builder, but he was now on track. The last one here he was committed and enthusiastic, we had got to know each other well. As soon as he was finished, we owed some cash, and I was asked to go and see how he was getting along. It was clear he was almost done, so after some conversation I shouted up that he was about to leave. We were told to wait as she wanted to speak with him, nothing unusual. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her previously discarded heels, but they weren’t where they had been left. Had he moved them, did he like to touch and smell them (like me) of did they just need moving to carry on working. I hoped for the former.

She came down, to my surprise she was dressed exactly as she was prior…I had imagined she was getting dressed while we were waiting, but no. Immediately she went to get cash, passing her shoes she asked if I had moved them. When I said I hadn’t she announced how I get excited over her shoes and like to smell them. I was hugely embarrassed and gave a look. All I could say was ‘only sometimes…’. As she reached for the cash, the vest rode up and showed her full bottom and panties, legs looking amazing as she stood on tiptoes. The builder did his best to look away, but was looking with his eyes, despite his head being turned. This had been my fantasy…our fantasy for years but now she was going for it without any discussion, or was this going nowhere? All I could do is wait and see with a mix of fear and excitement.

She sat and counted the cash, legs crossed. The builder and I standing around awkwardly. Soon she spoke, and it was back to me again. ‘Look at my feet, all dirty’ she said, ‘he’ll be wanting to lick them later…it’s the one benefit to having a dirty house while this work is being done’. Was she using me to start this? Was I the one to move it on? I said that I absolutely would be and rubbed her foot with my hand, not sexually, quite matter of fact, but her foot was in my hand. To help me get a better hold she moved her legs apart slightly, still counting money, or at least pretending to. She was explaining how she liked me to rub her feet, the feeling excited her and made her feel powerful. She said how she liked me to lick her toes during sex and that some found it weird…

At that point she handed the cash to the builder and joked that it looked like I was getting a bit excited, asking me to remember that we had company. I really was being used as the catalyst for this, but it seemed we were actually attempting to seduce the builder. After remarking on my erection, she announced that she was a little aroused herself and lightly touched herself through her panties…saying that she may have to work on herself after the builder had gone, then adding, unless you like feet too? She offered him her other foot saying that she would love us to rub her feet but said that she knew she was pushing her luck and that he probably had to go, she also apologised for being so forward and started to pretend to sit up. Nervously the builder did reach for her foot, looking at me and mumbling ‘yes, maybe, if you don’t mind, I mean…’. Don’t be nervous she said, and laid back, a foot in each of our hands. I was looking at her, trying to speak with my eyes about the situation but she wasn’t looking, her eyes were closed as we rubbed her soles.

Would you boys mind if I, you know? She said, brushing her breasts with her hand before rubbing her pussy through her panties. And, for god’s sake, don’t stand there with straining trousers if you want to have a wank while you rub me then take your cocks out. Now she was looking at me, she wanted me to be the lead. I took my cock out and gave it a few rubs, already hugely excited. She glanced my cock with her foot and looked at the builder. We’ve shown you ours, she said, isn’t it time you showed us yours? With that she rubbed his bulge with her foot and waited for the unveil. He pulled down his work trousers and a thick cock sprang up, hard and proud. He pulled his balls from his shorts and had the look on his face of what now…

She took the lead and announced that we both liked looking at a nice cock and that he had an impressive one. I agreed and suggested that he should jerk a little as we watched. It was a nice cock, good girth, nice head, trim but not shaved. I could smell the scent of a working man, of cock and balls, of excitement and sex. With that she removed her panties, her vest and bra and stood naked as we took in her curves, large breasts and shapely legs. She moved to the sofa and laid, open and inviting, asking us to explore her body and to worship her. This was her dream, two men and two cocks under her control.

I invited the builder to go ahead, and he stroked her breasts as she lay with hands behind her head, enjoying every touch. He kissed her nipples making her arch her back, ran a hand over her stomach and down to her pussy as her legs gently fell apart without asking. She moved her bottom around, so her open legs faced him, his eyes full of open and aroused pussy ready to be explored. Using her legs, she pulled him in, and he started to lick her, a little too eagerly but she was enjoying it. I moved to the side and kissed her, as her hand reached for my cock. She looked at me and whispered, ‘is this OK?’ but it was a bit late for that now, I simply smiled and kissed her once more, only for her to pull away as she screamed with her first cum, so quickly thanks to being so turned on.

I suggested that our guest may like some attention now and asked if he would like to bring his cock to her. She wanted him to stand in front of her, allowing her to explore before she sucked. She always liked to smell around the balls and up the cock, to run a finger gently up the shaft and to really admire what was in front of her. She liked what she saw and started to rub up and down, licking his balls as she did so. Soon her tongue was heading up the shaft to the head, taking him into her mouth as she continued to rub and caress while another hand was between her legs…

As she sucked him, I moved myself so I could lick her pussy, looking up I could see up his legs to his tight balls and watch my lady suck his new cock with such passion. It was a fine sight and she was certainly putting on a show for me as she knew how much I loved to watch. Soon enough she was writhing on my face, but stopped short of cumming, instead she said she wanted to wait for cock. Taking my chance, I stood and made one of my own fantasies come true, Standing beside the builder I offered my cock into the mix and was rewarded with a warm mouth around me immediately, her hand wanking him as she sucked me, before swapping so we both had the pleasure of her mouth. Soon I asked ‘would you…’ but she knew and took both our cocks in her mouth. I’ll admit that I like the feel of another cock, but not all men do, however the builder didn’t move as our cocks slipped together in her mouth. She took both in her hands and rubbed the heads together as she licked and sucked, she was enjoying it as much as me, but soon after she stood, turned around and offered us her pussy…

I offered the builder to move forwards, knowing that she must be desperate to feel his cock. I stood and opened her lips by pulling her ass cheeks apart and he slid in easily, her gasps matched by her hand furiously rubbing her clit as she orgasmed almost as soon as his engorged head popped inside. She kept rubbing as he fucked her, all the while I was rubbing her ass, her breasts and kissing her. If she wasn’t cumming, she was gasping, when she wasn’t gasping, she wanted my cock in her mouth. She was lost in herself and it was amazing.

Soon our builder was slowing, and he spoke for the first time in ages to announce he was close to cumming. She moved onto her back, legs open for him as he entered once more. Her feet wrapped around his arse as he reached the end. ‘Cum on me’ she gasped, as he pulled out and wanked a hot stream of cum over her stomach and boobs. His cock softening but still looking impressive as it caught the light and glistened with her pussy juices. As soon as he came, he was embarrassed, rushing to get dressed and saying he had better go. She watched him, with confidence and power as she lay, legs open rubbing her clit slowly and saying that she looked forward to seeing him tomorrow and thanked him for his good work today…

As he left, I licked her well-used pussy enjoying the taste and warmth of her juices. Soon I was pushed onto my back, her wet pussy lowering over my cock at last. She kissed me, laughing, thanking me, red faced from orgasms, a face that smelt of sucking another cock. My hands rubbed her cum-covered breasts as she rode me, some cum from her belly rubbed onto mine. She got off me, held my cock and wanked me to finish, my cum shooting out after being held for so long as it flew across my chest while she rubbed me furiously ending a perfect session, a session that ignited our passion of seducing strangers whenever possible…

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