This is a TRUE story! If you caravan in the south you might like to use this firm too, making sure you ask for Nigel to do the job for you!
The Caravan Man
I have been caravaning for some years. My friend David and I had arranged a trip to Europe but we decided it would be best to check the caravan out on a local trip first. David couldn't get the time off work but I have long holidays so I booked in for five days on the Caravan Club site at Wickham
On the third day I found the water heater was leaking. The warden gave me the telephone number of a local firm and I managed to arrange for an engineer to visit me. He arrived around 4.opm the same day.
He introduced himself as Nigel and went to work at once. He was about 42, not bad looking and very pleasant. He had a very old fashioned manner, calling me Sir in a respectful way. To get to the water heater he had to get down on the floor and stick his head into the bunk. The result of this was that his arse was stuck up in the air in a most provocative and sexy way. He was wearing old thin jeans and they showed what was a very cute arse to good effect. I couldn't help staring, of course he couldn't see. I am no spring chicken, well past my sell by date at 54 but I still have needs and urges, and he was having quite an effect on me, at least this view of him was.
He finished in no time; it was a plastic connection that had split. When he had finished I offered him a coffee and hoped he would stay and at least chat, and also not notice the bulge he had caused in my pants. He agreed to a coffee and when I had made it we sat at the table. Normally I would have sat at the opposite side, but that was the bunk he had been working in and as I ha not put it all back I sat next to him. There is not that much room and my thigh was touching his, I moved closer against him and he didn't move. I wondered if.......... I might be old but I'm wise. I knocked some biscuit crumbs onto his leg and immediately, before he could move, started brushing them off his thigh. He didn't move or protest and I managed to reach his basket and feel a nice cock in those jeans that was getting hard.
I decided to act.
"You did look very sexy in that bunk with you bum in the air. It was a beautiful sight, quite turned me on"
"I'm sorry if it upset you"
"Quite the contrary, I enjoyed it and would love to see more", and I massaged his rising cock.
"I would not want to leave until my customer was fully satisfied Sir"
I had the curtains closed in no time and had his jeans round his ankles. He had no underwear on. I removed his shirt and he dropped my pants. Then he dropped to his knees and slipping my pants down took my cock in his mouth.
He was good. He could take it deep but he also would suck just the head and run his tongue round all the sensitive areas. Was in heaven, and getting close too quick.
"No stop, not that way"
"Sorry Sir, what way?"
I pushed him face down on the caravan table and open his arse cheeks. It was a beautiful, small and round arse smooth and appeared shaved so hairless.
"Please go easy, I don't do that"
I was too far-gone to stop. I had a condom and lub on in a flash and pushed against that neat tiny hole. It gave a bit and I heard him moan. I pushed harder and I slipped past the muscle. He yelled. It obviously hurt but I was passed caring and with a massive thrust I plunged right to the hilt. HE was whimpering with the pain so I rested for a while. Then I slowly started to move, out and in, out and in. He was tight and I was close, but at last he started to respond. Slowly he started to push to meet me and I was getting deeper and deeper into him. It had been too long, and it was too good to last. I gave one massive shove that must have reached his chest and froze, spilling deep inside him. After the first shot I pulled back and did it again. I spurted five times inside that beautiful arse.
I allowed myself to soften a bit and then withdrew. I cleaned up, and so did he, and dressed. HE thanked ME for the fuck. I paid him for the job and he left. What a day! A leak fixed quickly and cheaply, and a fuck for free into the bargain.
We had a great holiday, David and I. He knew about the leak at Wickham. On the way back we stopped off at Wickham again as we had a tap that was leaking????? I asked for Nigel and he did the job.
For the next two hours David and I fucked his mouth and arse till we were both exhausted. It was wonderful. I am hoping he will come and service my caravan this winter, and service me at the same time.