Swati, a 35-year-old woman with curves that could make a man weep, was home alone. Her husband was away on business, and the kids were with their grandparents. She decided to take advantage of the solitude and indulge in her daily bathroom routine, but she forgot to lock the door.
Sam, the new handyman, had arrived earlier than expected. He let himself in with the spare key and found Swati in the bathroom, completely naked. He stood there, transfixed, watching her as she went about her business.
Swati was oblivious to his presence, her mind focused on the task at hand. She relieved herself in the toilet, the sound of her piss echoing in the small room. She wiped herself clean and moved on to the next task, shaving her underarms and her pussy, her breasts swaying gently with each movement. She applied body lotion, her hands gliding over her smooth skin, her ass cheeks clenching and releasing as she bent over to apply lotion to her legs.
Sam's cock was rock hard, straining against his jeans. He couldn't believe his luck. He had always thought Swati was hot, but seeing her like this, so vulnerable and exposed, was driving him wild.
Swati finally noticed him, her eyes widening in shock. "Sam! What the fuck are you doing here?" she demanded, her hands instinctively covering her naked body.
"I'm sorry, Swati," Sam said, his voice husky. "I didn't mean to intrude. I just... I couldn't help myself. You're so fucking beautiful."
Swati's initial shock gave way to curiosity. She had always found Sam attractive, and seeing the desire in his eyes sent a thrill down her spine.
Sam nodded, his eyes never leaving her body. "You're fucking stunning, Swati. I've wanted you since the first day I saw you."
Swati bit her lip, considering his words. She had been with her husband for years, but the spark had faded. The idea of Sam's strong hands on her body, his cock inside her, was suddenly very appealing.
"Come," she said, her voice husky. Sam didn't need to be told twice. He quickly stripped off his clothes, his cock springing free, hard and ready. He stepped into the shower with Swati, his hands immediately finding her breasts, squeezing and kneading them.
Swati moaned, her head falling back as Sam's mouth found her neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. His hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her. He turned on the heated shower, the warm water cascading over their bodies, steam filling the room.
Sam grabbed the soap and began to lather up his hands, scrubbing Swati's body with slow, deliberate strokes. He started at her shoulders, massaging the soap into her skin, his hands gliding down her arms, her back, her ass. He spent extra time on her ass, squeezing and kneading the firm cheeks, his fingers dipping into the crack, teasing her asshole.
Swati moaned, her body trembling with desire. She turned around, her hands finding Sam's cock, stroking it slowly, her thumb swiping at the pre-cum beading at the tip. She dropped to her knees, taking Sam's cock in her mouth, sucking and licking it like a lollipop.
Sam groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. He pulled her up, spinning her around so her back was to him. He bent her over, his cock pressing against her pussy, teasing her entrance. He slid in slowly, inch by inch, filling her completely.
Swati gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him. She pushed back against him, impaling herself further on his cock. Sam began to move, his hips thrusting against her ass, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in slow circles, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Swati moaned, her body trembling with each thrust. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around Sam's cock. He increased his pace, his hips slamming against her ass, his fingers rubbing her clit faster and faster.
Swati cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Sam groaned, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, his hot cum filling her pussy. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Sam pulled out, turning Swati around to face him. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. "You're amazing," he said, his voice husky.
Swati smiled, her body still tingling with pleasure. "You're not so bad yourself," she said, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock, which was already hardening again.
Sam grinned, his hands finding her ass, squeezing it possessively. "Round two?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with desire.
Swati laughed, her body already responding to his touch. "Fuck yes," she said, her voice husky with anticipation.
And with that, they were off again, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of pleasure and desire. The bathroom was filled with the sounds of their moans and gasps, the scent of sex and soap heavy in the air. It was a day neither of them would ever forget, a day that would change their relationship forever. And as for Swati, she realized that sometimes, the best things in life come when you least expect them, and sometimes, you just need to let go and enjoy the ride.