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So its a Friday night I I was planning to go out with a few of the lads rather than sit in and watch the tv on my own.
So I decided to deliver a few of the orders sitting there, get the cash and get the bus into town.

I get the first 4 done no bother - all cash no cheques and off I go to do number 5.
Number 5 is Alison, a nice customer. She's got 2 kids and she orders alot and like a chat but thsi time I promise myself I wont stop so I can get the bus.
Im knocking on the door but she's not answering. I know she's in as there is music blaring away inside and all the lights are on. I try a few times more but until Im sick and Ive got to get the cash so off I go round the side of the house to see if she's in the back.

No sign of Alison in the back garden but the back door is open.
"Hello" Im shouting as I tap on the open back door but the music is so loud she can't hear me.
I step in and see Alison painting the kitchen. From behind I see shes wearing a mans old blue work shirt & no pants. She's singing away to bon jovi really badly.

"Hi" I shout and she swings round with a glass of wine in one hand & a paint brush in the other. She half screams and drops the wine glass on the floor, glass everywhere with red wine.
"Shit! you scared the hell out of me" she shouts. She steps forward & switched off the music. "Shit" "she says again and hops on one one foot as she stands on the broken glass.

I help her onto a high kitchen chair and sort out her foot and she sorts the red wine all over he legs.
"Im so sorry" she says, "what must you think of of me dressed like this?"
"well Im sure you werent expecting any visitors never mind your catalogue agent" I explain.
"that was my last glass of wine too" she tells me sadly.

I clean up the broken glass & the spilt wine and find it really hard not to look at her legs.
Aiison is really cute for mum with 2 kids. she tells me she managed to off load them to her mothers and thought she would have a few glasses of wine, do a bit of decorating and then watch a film.

She opens her bag to get my money and as shes bending forward I can't but notice her her breasts as she leans forward.
I'm always getting told off by female friends for talking to their chests when Im out.
Its something I never notice Im doing until its too late. I never understand why women moan about it especially when they dress with all this cleavage showing & they know men just can't help looking. It's like rabbits n car headlights.

"Im so sorry, I dont have any cash" she says as she lifts her head up. Im sure she notices me looking down her shirt.
She looks a little embarrased for a second and then blushes, then she smiles and straightens her back.
"Will you do me a big favour?" she asks with a little smile, "pop to the corner shop and get me some cash & while your there will you get me 2 bottles of red wine".
"I'll pay you when you get back. I'll go & get some clothes, here is mu cahs card".

I'm too shocked to argue so off I go to the shop feeling a right tit.
Ive know Alison for a while as she used to go to the same school as me although she was a few years old than me. I don't remember what happened to her husband but I remember she told me she was single since the first time I picked up her catalogue.

So I get back to her back door and still feeling like a tit. I'm not usually nervous but after being caught perving down her top I was defiantely feeling awkward.
As I walk in she's sitting on the couch still in that shirt and from the sounds of it she's saying good night to her kids on the phone.

She hangs up & I give her the change putting the wine on the table. She presses some notes back into my hand, "Don't worry about the change, Ive embarrased both of us enough tonight" she whispers calmly.

Alison wanders back into the kitchen and comes back with two wine glasses. "I owe you a drink, at least" she says smiling from eear to ear.
now I know I should have made my excuses and left but for some reason my mouth just wasn't working fast enough.

She pushes me onto the couch and sticks a glass in my hand and I drink rather nervously.
She sits down besides me and looks so deep into my eyss.
"I'm so gald you came round tonight. I thought I was going to spend it all on my own, again" "I'm surprised your working on a Friday night?" she says

"well I was supposed to be going out with some friends but I've missed my bus now" I answer.
She then tells me she would drive me but she's drunk to much and fills my galls with more wine.
"its a long time since anyones looked at me like that" she explains and puts her hand on my leg.

Instantly I get a hard on and as I'm wearing my dress trousers she notices too easily. I see her eys light up and stare at my bulge.
She slides her hand up my leg so slowly and starts to massage the lump so gently.
Alsion then takes the wine glass out of my hand and whispers "we dont want another breakage, do we?" then she moves in and kisses me kisses me while grabbing my bulge and massarging it very firmly.

I can taste the red wine as she sticks her tongue in my mouth.
she pushes me down on the couch and straddles me, slowly unbuttoning the blue shirt.
" I saw you looking at my breasts before, I so want you to kiss them" she says with excitement. She moves forward pushing her breasts into my face and I feel a nipple in my mouth. She moans as I lick and suck pushing herself depper into my face, I almost can't breath when she sits up and throws of her shirt.
Im just getting my breath back when she starts pulling at my belt, undoing the buckle and unzipping my trousers. Her hand grasps around my very errect buldge and she works it so firmly."Hmmmmm" she moans "I'd forgotten how good it feels to play with these" she whispers.
Alison slides off my legs and pulls off my trousers quickly. Her hand slides up my thigh and grabs my balls. "Hmmm" she keeps repeating. Her hand moves up and next shes loosening my shirt button by button then she moves in and licks my throat. She pulls me back up and pulls the shirt from my back whilst kissing me roughly and her tongue reaches deep into my throat.

we kiss for a good few minutes and she tells me shes ready. As she lifts up she forces her very errect nipples in my face, I pull down her knickers and notice they are very wet.
My hand finds that lovely spots and she moans loudly as she grabs my cock and pulls on it again & again.
Suddenly she pushes me down and she forces me into her, forcing her hands onto my shoulders. Starring straight into my eyes she moans and works her body so smoothly.
I can't help it I come staright away and she smiles but she moves faster and faster, moaning louder & louder and then she clenches so tightly, slowing to a crawl.
Alison closes her eyes, straightens her back and then still clenching she increase the pace, getting faster and faster and faster, breathing so deepley and moaning so deeply.
She lowers her breasts into my face. "like me, kiss me, bite me" she cries over & over until she comes and falls flat onto me breathing deeply into my ear with a very faint cry.

She lies on me holding me tightly and slowly moving her hips, gently massaging my cock keeping it hard. She does this for a good five minutes until she askes in a whisper " are you ready to come again?" "Yes" I moan as she has me quite close.
" I really to see you come" Alison moans sliding off me to the side.
She grabs my cock and starts to massage it slowly from the base working her way up to the head. She repeats this over & over starring at it so much.
Alsion then grabs my balls with one hand and rubs so firmly and massarging my cock at the same time. I feel it getting harder and harder and then I feel the warm come shoot across my stomach while she rubs faster and faster until theres no more.

"don't move" she says as she dashes off to the kitchen and come back with a tea towel.
Next thing I know shes mopping me up and hands me my wine glass.
"your not so nervous now!"

Have you ever come out of work to find one of those little cards on your car?
Well thats how it all started for me.

It said earn £50 to £500 per month for part time flexi hours.
Well I had a few of them each month and never bothered as I thought it was some sort of scam. But his day I had had a big row with my boss as I done a lot of overtime and she told me I would have to wait for the money due to company policy.

I was so pissed off I rang and asked for an info pack.
A few days later this stuff arrived. It was a catalogue firm looking for reps & team leaders to drop catalogues and pick em up a day later making money from the orders.
I wasn't really interested as I thought theres wasnt much business in catalogues.

A lady called me a day later asking if I got the pack and to see if I had any questions.
While on the phone she told me she quit her job in 6 months and was making twice her wage in the business than she did in her job & got paid most of it when she went on holiday.

I really didnt fancy the idea of putting the catalogues out but as I was so mad with my boss I agreed to meet with her.
24 hours later I had agreed to join and bought my business kit.
The first month was ok, I made £500 for working part time but month 2 was better as I made £700 and month 3 was great as I earned £950 and quit my job, all working part time.

What happened next was mind blowing!
The nice lady who showed me the business gave me one warning "avoid the bored housewives".

At the time I didn't take much notice. Being newly single I had the time to spare, which helped me get the thing moving qucikly and to be honest I dropped alot of hours in month 3 as it was paying mw what I wanted.

One Monday moring I was colleting my catalogues from my regular customers. It was a lovely warm day as the sun was belting down.
I knocked for a catalogue as it wasnt on the step as usual and this was a big customer. Usually a £60 or £70 order each time.

I was just about to walk away from the door when it opened. Mrs T opened the door and apologised for not leaving it out. "I though you might be able to help me" she said in her dressing gown. "My pc is playing up and I need to email my husband urgently".

Next thing I know Im upstairs in the spare bedroom sitting next to Mts T trying to figure out why she cant get an internet connection.
To make matters worse shes sitting in her dressing gown which was rather short and she has really lovely looking legs. I didnt help that I havnt had sex in 3 months and the hot weather didnt seem to help.

It turns out her husband is working abroad for long spells and she emails him each day
to keep in touch. After a few mins I figure out the problem and see all the emails from him telling how much he misses her and what he will do to her when he gets back.
Just at this point she comes back into the room witha cup of tea and gets really embarresed at me seing the emails.
"its really difficult being on my own" she says, "he's away so much and this is the only way we can keep in touch", "you dont know what its like to be so lonely!"

" I know what you mean, Ive been single for over 3 months and its driving me crazy" I say and that was it. Mrs T jumps on my lap and starts kissing me like crazy. I tried to resist at first but she kisses me so hard I fall into it. Her tongue flickers in my mouth & I just can't stop.
Next thing I know she drags me into the bedroom, slips her hand into my pants and quickly we are both naked.
Mrs T must be 45 but her body is fantastic, extremley fit and as I drag her dressing gown of her she pins me down and moans like I've never heard before.

The amazing thing was that Iv'e had a few girl friends but they ahve alwasy been so tame compared to this. Things were about to get much better..............