L haven’t had sex for a couple of weeks and l have enjoyed flirting with the different workmen that come and then masturbating in my bedroom whilst ...hey work away in another room, thinking about them fucking me. The last few days John a 40something and Andy in his 20s have been doing some electrics work and l have been flirting outrageously with John in particular. This morning l was still in my dressing gown after a shower (l’d had my usual play in the shower,-), when they came and l was. We start moving together, awkwardly at first, then in rhythm. When we get closer to climax, you stop and tell me you want to see my face. I groan, wanting you to just take me now. You slip your penis out of me and stand, walking around to face me and kneel. You start crawling towards me, pushing me back with your tender kisses, reaching behind my head and lowering me to the blanket. You pass your cock between my breasts, making my nipples even harder. Teasing me, you place two fingers on my. She was telling.I nodded, and croaked out, “Coffee ... and whole wheat toast buttered, please and thank you.”“Seaman?” That was a genuine question. She called in my order and poured a cup at the same time.“Not exactly.” I said after a sip. “You saved my life,” as the toast slid in front of me.“Jam?”“I wouldn’t want to spoil the butter...” A huge bite, “Mmmm.”“Not exactly? What does that mean?”“Captain.”“What ship?” She was looking skeptical.“65 foot catamaran, out of Pentwater, Michigan .... I told her in Chennai boys will stare at her. She said you didn’t stare…so why….I said I am shy…and she said ohhh…..but not shy to play with my sister…eh….why …am I not attractive?? I said yes you are…but your sister made the first move….and then she said, oh….ok, that’s what you like…..I smiled at her.She came closer to me and said ….you know something….I am not wearing any panties now….my face turned red….and then she walked to the corner of the roof where nobody except I could see her….and.