Sex with the Tradie who fixed my aircon

The summer heat was oppressive, and my air conditioner had chosen the worst time to break down. I had put in a request with my landlord, but I hadn't received any notice about when the tradie would come to fix it. The afternoon sun blazed through the windows as I lounged in my lace undies and a loose t-shirt, trying to keep cool.

Suddenly, I heard the front door open. Startled, I sat up just as a tall, dark man stepped into the room. He had a rugged beard and sleeve tattoos visible under the rolled-up sleeves of his blue tradie shirt. His presence filled the room, and he held up a set of keys, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Sorry to barge in like this. I'm here to fix the air conditioner. Your landlord gave me a key."

My heart raced, not just from the surprise but from the sight of him. "I... I didn't get the notice," I stammered, feeling a flush of embarrassment mixed with excitement. "I wasn't expecting anyone."

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "No worries. I can get started right away. Where's the unit?"

"It's in the bedroom," I replied, standing up and leading the way. I was acutely aware of my skimpy attire, my lace undies peeking out from under my t-shirt. He followed closely, his presence making the small space feel even more intimate.

We entered the bedroom, and he set his tool bag down, inspecting the unit. As he worked, I couldn't help but admire his muscular arms, the tattoos accentuating his strength. He glanced back at me, catching me staring, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"Like what you see?" he teased, his voice low and playful.

I blushed, biting my lip. "Maybe."

He stepped closer, his eyes darkening with desire. "You know, it’s hard to concentrate with such a beautiful distraction."

The air between us crackled with tension. Without another word, he closed the distance, his hand cupping my cheek as he leaned in. His lips captured mine in a hungry kiss, his beard brushing against my skin. I melted against him, my hands roaming over his broad chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.

Driven by a sudden urge, I reached down, unzipping his pants and feeling the hardness beneath. I pulled his cock out, marveling at its size and thickness. I looked up at him, his eyes dark with desire, before sinking to my knees in front of him.

I wrapped my hand around his shaft, feeling it throb in my grasp. My tongue flicked out, teasing the tip, tasting the salty precum. He groaned, his hand tangling in my hair, urging me on. I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, then sliding down his length, taking him deeper.

He moaned loudly, his hips thrusting forward slightly. I relaxed my throat, taking him all the way in until my nose was pressed against his stomach. I bobbed my head, my tongue dancing along his shaft, my lips sealed tightly around him. His groans grew louder, his grip on my hair tightening.

I looked up at him, our eyes locking as I continued to suck him. I moved my hand to his balls, gently massaging them as I increased the pace. His cock throbbed in my mouth, and I could feel him getting close. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder, my tongue flicking over the sensitive underside of his shaft.

"Fuck, you're amazing," he groaned, his voice thick with arousal. "I'm going to cum."

I didn't stop, my movements becoming more urgent, more demanding. He tensed, his cock pulsing in my mouth, and with a deep groan, he came. I swallowed eagerly, savoring the salty taste of his release, feeling his cock twitch with each spurt.

I pulled back slowly, licking my lips, a satisfied smile on my face. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and desire.

I pulled back slowly, licking my lips, a satisfied smile on my face. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and desire.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached down and began to stroke his shaft, coaxing himself back to full hardness. The sight of him, the way his cock responded to his touch, made my arousal spike again.

"Turn around and get on the bed," he commanded, his voice low and rough with desire.

I obeyed, climbing onto the bed and lying on my back, spreading my legs wide for him. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my thighs. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed, his eyes locked onto mine.

He leaned down, his breath hot against my skin as he kissed my inner thighs, moving closer and closer to my aching core. I moaned softly, my hips arching up, desperate for his touch. When his tongue finally flicked out to tease my clit, I cried out, my fingers digging into the sheets.

He took his time, licking and sucking, his tongue exploring every inch of my pussy. His beard brushed against my sensitive skin, adding to the sensations. I could feel the pressure building inside me, every nerve ending on fire as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

As he continued to eat me out, I glanced down to see him stroking his cock with one hand, keeping himself hard. The sight of him pleasuring himself while his tongue worked its magic on me was almost too much to bear.

"I'm so close," I gasped, my body trembling with the intensity of my impending orgasm.

He responded by sucking harder on my clit, his fingers sliding inside me, curling to hit just the right spot. The combination of his mouth and fingers sent me over the edge, my orgasm crashing over me in waves. I cried out, my hips bucking against his face, my body shaking with pleasure.

He didn't stop, his tongue and fingers working me through my climax until I was left panting and spent. Slowly, he pulled back, his lips glistening with my arousal. He looked up at me, a satisfied smile on his face as he moved to position himself between my legs.

His cock, now rock hard, pressed against my entrance. He paused, his eyes meeting mine, silently asking for permission. I nodded, biting my lip in anticipation.

With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside me, filling me completely. I moaned loudly, my fingers gripping his shoulders as he began to move. His thrusts were slow and deliberate at first, each one sending jolts of pleasure through my body.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting more. The sensation of his thick, throbbing cock stretching me, filling me over and over, was indescribable. My moans grew louder, my body moving in sync with his, each thrust pushing me closer to the edge.

"Harder," I begged, my voice desperate. "Please, fuck me harder."

He obliged, his movements becoming more urgent, more demanding. The bed creaked beneath us, the sounds of our bodies coming together echoing in the room. I could feel another orgasm building, the pressure mounting with each powerful thrust.

His fingers found my clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts, sending me spiraling over the edge. I cried out, my orgasm ripping through me, my pussy clenching around his cock. He followed moments later, his body tensing as he spilled his seed inside me, his deep groan of satisfaction filling the room.

We stayed like that for a moment, both of us panting, our bodies pressed together. Slowly, he pulled out, and I turned to face him, a satisfied smile on my lips.

"I suppose I should finish what I came here to do," he said with a grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

I laughed softly, feeling a pleasant warmth spreading through me. "Yes, you probably should."

We both got dressed, the heat between us still lingering in the air. He picked up his tools and got back to work on the air conditioner, while I watched, my body still tingling from our encounter. It didn't take him long to finish the job, his skillful hands moving efficiently as he repaired the unit.

Once he was done, he turned to me, wiping his hands on a rag. "All set. The air conditioner should be working perfectly now," he said with a wink. "But you know, it might need a maintenance call next week, just to make sure everything's still running smoothly."

I couldn't help but smile at his suggestion. "I'll be sure to mention that to the landlord."

He chuckled, his eyes lingering on mine for a moment longer before he headed for the door. "See you next week, then," he said, giving me one last wink before he stepped outside.