Having No Choice in the Matter

Preface: This story is inspired by a fantasy of mine, one which I actually played out in my mind (and otherwise) one day inside a home which I had listed.

His text stated that he would like to preview the home which I had listed at noon the next day and, if that was possible, to text back YES and meet him there at that time.

I texted back: YES. Your name please?

He texted back: Noon tomorrow then.

I arrived at the property at 11:50am. His car was parked in the driveway and he was awaiting me at the front entrance. As I approached him, I was immediately stuck by his eyes. Dark and piercing. I greeted him and extended my hand and introduced myself. He didn't accept my handshake nor did he introduce himself. He thanked me for meeting him. I pushed the buttons on the lockbox to unlock the code and pushed the door open.

He said in a monotoned voice: Take that off the door.

This surprised me. I paused and thought about it a moment. His dark eyes were fixed on mine. I may never know why, but I removed the lockbox from the door and we stepped inside.

He said: Lock the door.

I flipped the bolt while I questioning myself why I was doing it. When I looked at him his eyes drew mine to his. I was a bit scared, yet something about his eyes and his voice intrigued me. Inexplicably I somehow felt that all would be okay and not to be concerned, as odd as this was.

I began my tour of the home. As we went from room to room and I gave him my sales pitch I tried to interject some smalltalk and ask him questions...where was he from?...who would potentially live in the home? did he have a family? I looked at his left hand which had no wedding band. I didn't even know his first name. He said nothing.

We circled back to the living area. He sat in a leather chair and looked very relaxed, if not a bit bored with the tour and my pitch. I rambled on about the new hot water heater and the kitchen remodeling. He placed a finger to his lips so as to hush me shhhh.

I stopped talking. Our eyes locked.

Take off your jacket and hang it on the barstool.

I suddenly realized how warm I was and I glanced over at the thermostat, too far away of course to read it. I took off my jacket. He motioned with his head and I folded it over the barstool.

Now the blouse.

Almost unconsciously I fumbled with the buttons and tugged it from my skirt. I knew what to do and I brought it to the barstool and folded it over the jacket.

It's a side zipper isn't it?

I nodded as my finger lightly traced up and down zipper on my hip. I unhooked and slid the zipper down? Our eyes were locked as I shimmied the skirt down my thighs and it dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of it. I began to reach for it, but let it stay there on the floor.

His hand turned me 360 degrees like a top...slowly.

Take that pretty bra off.

My heart was beating like crazy and my bosom heaved, my fair skin so flushed above my full breasts as I looked down at them within the jade green and black lace trim demi bra. At that moment I wondered how I had known to select this matching bra and thong today. I was happy that I had. I reached around and unclasped the bra. I leaned a bit forward and dipped in my elbows and it fell away to the floor as I brushed the straps down, one then the other. I picked it up off the floor and crossed my arms over my breasts, then dropped my arms to my sides.

Now the thong.

Without any hesitation I obeyed and my fingers slid it down and off me in one quick, somewhat tipsy motion. I caught my balance kicking it off my foot.

His eyes looked up and down me several times...slowly. I stood there frozen feeling ohhh sooo exposed OMG.

Go sit. He pointed to the leather loveseat directly across from him.

I walked to it and plopped down. Our eyes never unlocked a moment as I did so.

You will now cum for me Julie.

I closed my eyes and lay my head back. One of my hands caressed my breasts as my other one found my wet mound. I teased my lips and separated them knowing he was seeing my pink. I whimpered as I played with a nipple and my finger painted my clit with my juices. I couldn't resist sinking in a finger, then another. I was so wet and open for him. I fingered myself furiously while making that friction on my clit with each push in and out of my pussy. The smell of sex was in the air and the squishy sounds along with my expressions of pleasure became louder. I felt the spasms come over me. It didn't take long at all. My legs shook uncontrollably. I tensed and cried out, shuddering all over as I came intensely.

I drifted and floated downnnnn on a puffy soft cloud ahhhhhhhhh as my hands glided over myself, my breathing coming fast. Ohhhh that felt so good! I opened my eyes just as I heard the click of the bolt and the door opening and closing.

He was gone.