Mistress Ava's first anal sex

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We had 3 job sites we had to go to that day, none of which were big enough for the bossman to sub-contract a crew for. The first was an electrical job I pretty much stood there holding and passing tools to him. while he changed out a breaker and added a new one in connecting a group of wires that already ran to the box. For the second job, we had to paint an old lady's front door red. He did the edges, around the hinges and knob then touched up any pooling paint on the tiny ledges. I did the larger sections using a small roller and a large brush. By the time we finished we were both starving and took a break to eat lunch. Our third job of the day was a bit more time consuming and had a lot more involved.

We had finished up our two earlier jobs got some drive-thru burgers and fries and headed to our next job. It was a large house that was below water level on the topographic map it showed to be at the lowest point around. Stupid people, I thought wondering why people didn't research into the house more than they did before buying. The entire house was in the process of being renovated from the most recent hurricane.

We were here to finish a job the sub-contracted group failed to finish then was fired. There were people doing flooring, some rooms still had walls going up, all the wires had been run, none were tacked yet though, and none were hooked into the breaker box except one room for the other groups to have a power source, which at least that had been set up. I went under the house right away tacking every 6 inches or so, scooting on my back doing an upside-down crab walk lifting and tacking the wires so they didn't drop.

Meanwhile, he was upstairs checking receptacles and connecting wires into the breaker box. Checking over the blueprints and making sure each section worked before doing the next one. By the time I was finished I was cold and wet having been scootching through wet sand and came out into the sun for a warm-up break. The sun was hot and I began to warm up a bit.

"Can you help me with something?" he asked. "Sure," I said, grateful to have something to do other than sunbathing. I sat over by the breaker box and he brought some tools and asked me to hold them so I played as his third hand for a bit. He went out to turn off the main power to hook the last little bit up and came back in. As he was on the ladder to get to the top of the box he went flying past me over about 10 feet away. Scaring the crap out of me. I ran to check on him and he was a little out of it but said he was fine. I was officially scared. Pissed, he got up and stormed out, cursing and swearing at everyone until he found out who cut the damn thing on right after he had cut it off. A newer guy doing wood floors had cut it on cause he was listening to music. I had never seen anyone so pissed and my mother was a pissed-off woman 90% of the time.

Again, he asked me if I could help him with something agreeing, I followed him into the house and up a ladder into the rafters there was tons of insulation so I made sure to zip up my coveralls beforehand. When I got up there I was on my hands and knees and asked what he needed. His voice full of the frustration he was feeling and darker things said, "you, now". At the sound of his voice and the look in his eyes, I felt myself get instantly wet and crawled toward him. Then he slid a piece of scrap board toward me for me to get on. I slid down my coveralls exposing my ass and getting on all fours. He came up to me, unzipped his pants to let himself out of confinement and he rubbed his head on my folds, once he felt my wetness coming out he stuck it inside me and took me fast and hard. For once I didn't come. It was all about his need, to feel alive, to release pent up frustration from the debacle that went on downstairs. When he was finished he told me he would make up for it that night because it was going to be a night for just us, no co-workers, no friends, just us. I let him know that I would hold him to it but knew he had needed that.

We finished up the day and took off for home, he called the boss and told him how each job went and the boss informed him that the guys boss had already fired him. Apparently, the guy thought it funny and went to his boss telling him about it. Like he wasn't a complete moron. The guy's boss had immediately called our boss his contractor and told him about it, trying to keep in good standing. Our boss hired a lot of subcontractors to do parts of a bigger job, but if you pissed him off, lied to him, stole from him you not only didn't get hired again but he let other contractors know not to hire you either.

We went home took a shower and washed each other from head to toe, no sex just a good scrubbing to get all the fiberglass out. Then we went to a steak house for dinner and back home. He had made a stop at the store on our way and wouldn't tell me what he had bought. I was even asked to sit in my living room when we got home so I smoked a fat blunt and rolled a few more for later. I heard the water turn on for the tub and smiled. He was making us a bath, I thought oh god I hope he realizes the water turns cold halfway through and you have to wait for it to warm back up to get a full bath. After I heard the water cut off he came into the living room and started a fire in the fireplace. He grabbed my sheepskin rug and laid it on the floor and told me to get naked and lay on it and he left the room. I complied.

After a minute he was back with his arms full. He set up a handful of candles around the room lighting them as he went. Then he pulled out some baby oil and squirted it all over my back down my legs and began working it into my body. His hands slipped and slid, caressing between toes, around my feet, up my legs, my hands my back then my ass. Lifting limbs to gain better access to what he was working on. Every nerve ending was electrified by his touch and the waves of heat coming from the fireplace. I laid there eyes half-closed just soaking in the way this man's hands felt on my body, those deft, smart hands to know where I needed to be touched and what pressure to use. He teased my pussy by not touching it and specifically going around it. spent extra time growing around my breasts and barely rubbing over the actual nipples. He finished rubbing me down and told me to just relax, which I was grateful for because every hair on my body was standing on end and I didn't want to move. I could hear the water filling up again and this time after it turned off he didn't come back right away. I sat up and reached over and grabbed a blunt, lighting it and letting my body soak in the warmth of the fire. I noticed a lump of hot coal near the edge and using the poker I pushed it further into the fireplace. I was staring at the flames smiling in contentment and happiness. This man was a good one, a keeper, I thought.

He hollered, "come on back when you want". I got up and went to my bathroom, blunt in hand I passed it to him after one more toke. Taking in the ambiance of the candlelit room, the floor was clean and he had cleaned the sink and toilet too! He gripped my hand and helped me into the tub sitting down I sighed the heat was perfect not too hot or cold which was had with my plumbing and small water heater. He handed me a towel to dry my hand then passed me the blunt. I watched as he took his clothes off folded them and placed them on the back of the toilet. He grabbed the baby oil and squirted half the bottle into the tub then joined me. Facing me he climbed in and spread his legs around mine I lifted mine and slid them around him. I slid towards him till I could feel his already half-erect cock then grabbed his face to pull his mouth to mine. He slid his arms around me pulling me closer still and I could feel him hard and ready. My pussy was throbbing, our kiss intensified and I began to rub myself on his shaft. During our movements, he slides inside filling me up with himself and a little added water. I gripped him tighter feeling my pussy contract around him, pushing out all the water. I broke our kiss to bite down on his shoulder while he began to pick up speed lifting his hips to meet my riding him, water was splashing out of the tub and we were frantic, it felt so fucking good. All of a sudden his dick came out of my pussy and slid all the way into my ass. We both froze, me because well it hurt like hell, him because he knew it wasn't in the right hole. He went to lift me off of him and I begged him to just give me a minute because any movement was too much. He grabbed my face and started kissing me, soon I kissed him back taking my mind off of what happened. Shortly after I was relaxed enough that movement felt good. He sat still while I rocked on him feeling for the first time what anal sex felt like. I was enjoying it and eventually, he started to move again slowly, then we were fucking like bunnies all over again. He reached down and used his fingers to play with my clit then he jammed a few fingers in there sending me over the top. He groaned and released with me. After a few minutes, we got up and rinsed off then went to bed. If he jacked off again I didn't know it because I slept like the dead.

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