The gate alarm sounded as the boring white Honda Civic started down my driveway.
This was a common occurrence. Alisha was the self proclaimed Mayor of the recently built estate that ajoined my rear boundary fence, almost 800m from my workshop. Neither the distance, nor the stand of trees along the boundry had any impact on the winging or bitching this woman bought to me on a weekly basis.
The gravel crunched under her tyres as she rounded the workshop to park next to a couple of customer cars.
I sat watching this latest visit unfold on the CCTV as I ate my lunch under the pagola. She rounded the corner to see the workshop was empty, no cars on the hoist, and no one to focus her angry tirade on. I continued to watch her on the cameras, without having to hear the whining the view was not too bad. She wore a light blue sun dress, almost see through with the light from the doors behind her, the under wear showing as darker areas under the dress. The body in the dress was maybe mid 30's and kept in good shape, the tits were shapely and generous without being out of proportion and the legs visible below the hem of the dress were lightly tanned and well defined, her face may have been pretty if it ever smiled, not something I'd ever seen. The hair was long and straight, falling half way to her waist and was adorned with the typical Karen colour pallet, possibly a brunnett base with a myriad of streaks and clashing colours.
She completed a couple of laps of the shop before heading out the doors and making her way to where I had been enjoying my lunch. My dog Rusty, a brown and white Border Collie lifted his head at the sound of someone approaching, saw who it was and started walking down the paddock. He has never liked raised voices.
The tirade started as soon as she spotted me, my back was to her but that didn't stop her. I continued to eat my lunch and watch some drag racing on the TV next to the CCTV monitor. After what seemed like hours, in reality only a few minutes, there was silence, not something that happened often in Alisha's presence. I looked up to see her resting against the bench about 6" away from me.
"did you hear anything I said to you?" she snapped
"not a single word if I'm being honest" I replied
Alisha moved around and put the sun at her back, this also had the effect of making the sundress almost transparent. The tirade started again but my focus was now on the partially revealed body beneath the dress. It took a few minutes for her to realise where my attention was, but made no effort to move. Instead she seemed to push her tits against the thin fabric and stopped talking. This caught me off guard, it was almost like she was trying to flirt.
"why do you always ignore me?" she asked
" You never listen to what I say" she continued
"why would I, you don't talk, you lecture and I have no intrest in listening to someone who carries on like a petulant child" I replied
"But you're not a child, so I can't exactly discipline you for the shitty attitude" my voice raising slightly
She stood there, eyes slightly downcast, "I couldn't stop you if you wanted to" she whispered, almost to herself
I sat there dumbfounded for a second as the reality of her comment dawned on me. I stood up and took a step towards her.I watched her eyes, still downcast but with a hint mischief. Another step and I was almost touching her, I heard her take a deep breath. Grabbing her by the shoulder, I spun her around and pushed her forward causing her to bend at the waist as the table stopped the legs. Alisha was now pinned to the table with my left hand on her back, my right hand came down on the thinly covered ass with a firm smack. The gasp of surprise was followed with a sigh, she was enjoying this.
I slapped her on the ass again but let my hand caress the firm globe, Alisha wriggled and pushed back against me. As I ran a finger along the cleft, I could feel moisture starting to soak the fabric.
"So this is what you want?" I whispered into her ear, she nodded. I smacked her ass again, this time lifting the dress out of the way to reveal wet, frilly pale blue panties that did little to hide the puffy lips of her pussy.
"I could just use you like a slut, do whatever I like." I told her.
"ok" was the only reply
The panties were pulled down to her ankles, and used to secure her to a leg of the table, she didn't resist. Moving to the other side of the table, freed my cock, grabbed a handful of hair and lifted her head. The mouth was opened wide as soon as she saw my cock. She pushed forward, trying to get to my cock but could only just lick the tip. She tried a couple of time to take me into her mouth, until I pulled her head higher by her hair and pushed my cock into her mouth. It didn't take long for me to find the back of her throat, a couple of strokes and she gagged, I pulled back, grabbed her head in my hands and push all the way, she gagged again but made no attempt to pull back. It took me a few strokes to realise that she had her hands in the small of her back, allowing me total control.
Had this been her plan on previous visits, to have me use her like a fuck toy.
Leaning forward, I slapped her ass, large red handprints starting to form. Pushing my cock back into her mouth, I slapped her harder, causing her to jump forward and swallow my cock down into her throat. Looking down, her nose was hard into my belly, and tears were forming in her eyes. Several moments passed before she gagged and pulled back, strings of saliva between my cock and her lips. Her willing mouth was fucked, her ass spanked and hair pulled, and she was loving every second.
This wasn't going to last long, so I pulled out, slapped her ass and moved back around the table. Another couple of firm smacks and the moisture of her pussy was starting to run down her legs. There was no resistance as I pushed 2 fingers into her sodden opening. Curving my fingers, I found the spot I was looking for, Alisha almost lept off the table but I kept the fingers buried. Her clit was begging to be teased so my other hand got to work, rubbing, slapping and pinching. Pushing a 3rd finger in caused her to explode, moisture going everywhere, she thrashed and bucked but still kept her hands behind her back.
Untying the panties, I rolled her over, sat her up and pulled the dress over her head, her blue bra followed only moments later. Her tits were awesome, generous but not too large and the nipples were hard. Taking one nipple in my mouth I pinched the other with my spare hand, she threw her head back. Standing up, my cock was bumping her clit as I played with her boobs, causing small tremors. When I couldn't take any more, I pushed her back on the table, lifted her legs and slid straight in. The juices allowed me to slide all the way in on the first push. A few pumps and I pulled all the way out, I wasn't going to last.
Two fingers slid in and curling them upwards, found the spot I was aiming for. Moaning and squirming, I would get her to the edge and stop, waiting for her to relax and then going again. When I thought she could take no more, I slid a third finger in. she took it with ease. Dropping to my knees, I started licking her clit, A few minutes later the tremors started and she started begging me to fuck her. I stood up, aligning myself then sliding in, a sharp intake of breath and the widening of her legs was all I needed to keep going. I knew I was in for a good time and not a long time so I pounded as hard and as fast as I could.
Within a minute, she was flooding my cock with her juices, that was enough to push me over the edge. I pulled out and emptied my load all over the submissive slut. Several large ropes of cum lay across her belly, tits, over her face and into her hair.
Sitting back in my chair, I kept watching the sexy slut. Cum slowly dribbling off her tits, she sat up, legs still spread and smiled.
"Wish I'd known this side of you 12 months ago, your visits would have been much more welcome." I said, not taking my eyes off her.
"I'll use you as my submissive little slut whenever you come visit now" My tone made it clear that it was not up for debate.
Alisha stood and pulled her dress on, the underwear left on the table.
"I'll see you soon then" She turned and headed for her car.
Can't wait for the next visit now.
