House Warming

He hasn't heard a word she has said. Her smile is the only thing distracting him from her cleavage, which she kept covered as much as she could, but was difficult considering what she had to work with.
"Right, I'll just go and grab the keys and we'll take a look." She smiled, trying to keep matters professional.
As she got up and walked away, a smile crept on to his face as he enjoyed this view too.
She returned with the keys to the property she was trying to sell to him, told him the address and directions, and suggested he follow her or meet her there.
When he pulled up to the house, he almost gasped, as he had forgotten just how big the property was. His interest in it wasn't quite as genuine at first, he saw an attractive, curvaceous, half Latina- half native woman with long black hair sitting at her desk on more than one occasion, and worked up the courage to meet and talk to her, but browsing houses for sale was his only play. He had been thinking of buying a house, and this house had caught his attention more than once, but it was so much more than he was looking for.
She lead him to the front door, talking about everything that was in sight, and eventually let him in. He nervously stepped over the threshold and took one panoramic glance. The house was clean, well decorated, well lit, and huge. She started her tour of the house, leading him in a clockwise direction, making sure to leave nothing out, and letting him explore each room on his own after selling it to him. The eventually made their way upstairs to explore the bedrooms and bathrooms, en-suites and walk-in wardrobes. He could envision everything he would do, how he would decorate, what he would have where, where he would put people... He was sold. Still, she had more to show him, and he followed her. She took him outside to a huge back garden which had a a small pool, and full sized basketball court with a retractable tennis net across the middle. He stood and admired the view, turning to smile at her as she was smiling back. And as he looked, she once again caught his attention and held onto it.
"What do you think of this place?" He asked her. Her comment was a well practiced line. "Ok," he continues, "Would you live here? What would you do with the rooms here? Be honest." He tried desperately to get some words that weren't sales or scripted. And to his surprise, she took the bait. Shem smiled and started to slowly give him every idea she had had. She seemed excited. She took him around the house telling him what she would do, how she would decorate, and all her other plans.
"Maybe you could come by and help me when I move in?" He suggested. She laughed and smiled, and then realized he was telling her that he was going to buy the house. She smiled in excitement, and told him what needed to be done to complete the sale.
"But...," he interjected, "I want you!"
"Excuse me?" She asked with a worried and puzzled expression.
He proceeded to tell her the real reason behind their meeting, how he saw her and wanted her, how beautiful he thought she was, and how he would like to buy her dinner and bring her back to his place. "So, you can either give me your number, or you can come back at a later date and spend the whole day with me helping me decorate." She was speechless for a while, but then she reached into her purse for her card. But before she could pull it out, he added, "Not your work number, Your number!" She started to get nervous, this was one of the biggest houses, and they had difficulty selling it due to it's size and cost, and the commission meant she could treat her kids to a little more than usual. She dropped the card and slid her hand out of her purse, bit her lip, and started to shake her head, "I can't, I'm sorry."
He laughed, "Don't worry, I'm still going to buy the house. I just needed to know if I had a chance with you." She laughed nervously and breathed a sigh of relief. "Ok, so tell me again what you would do," he asked her, "And let me get a pen and write it all down. I like a lot of your ideas."
She provided him with a pen and a pad and lead him around the house again to show him what she would do. With every idea she showed him, he stepped closer to her, and by the time they got upstairs, he was making physical contact. She was uncomfortable at first, but she got used to him. Lastly they got to the Master bedroom with en-suite. Her idea was to knock through to another room to add a walk in wardrobe. And then she lead him onto the balcony and showed him why she would extend it. She leaned over to show him, and he leaned over with her, in doing so, letting her feel his erection. She was shocked at first, but his acting nonchalantly cause her to try and ignore it. But she failed, as now her attention was drawn to it. As she talked and her took notes, she could see it growing. This made her blush and stumble over her words, this in turn made him smile. He continued to let her lead the way, and then half way down the staircase, she turn to look at him, and occasionally looking down at his bulge, she said point out that she was already at his place, and that maybe if her took advantage of that, he wouldn't need her later. He smiled again, and looking down at her he realized she had freed some of her cleavage. "You're right," he told her, "So what do you have in mind?" He continued to ask.
"Maybe I could help you celebrate your new home" she suggested with a smile.
He smiled back "Lead the way."
And with that she brushed past him and returned to the master bedroom, and he followed. She kicked off her high heels, removed her tights, and instructed him to get onto the bed. As he did, she unzipped his trousers to reveal his manhood standing to attention, waiting for her to see to it. She stroked him gently until he was throbbing, and then gently kissed up and down his shaft. Meanwhile he reached out and started to stroke between her legs, she became very wet very quickly. He decided he wanted to mirror what she was doing, and he pulled her towards him and positioned her to sit on his face. They continued in this 69 position for some time, him feeding on her juices as he fingered her and sucked and licked her clit, and her stroking his shaft, feeding on his erection, sucking on it heartily.
Some time later she had decided that she wanted him deep inside her. She told him she was moving positions, straddled him, lifted her pencil skirt, and gradually impaled herself on him. She took her time as she struggled to take all of his big black cock, but she eventually managed and began to build up a rhythm. She slowed down to remove her blazer, blouse, and bra, and threw them all behind her. "Was it worth the wait?" She asked him, knowing that he had been longing to see the good. His dick answer for him as it grew inside her. "Shit!" She blurted out as she once again struggled to contain him. Once she had adjusted, she made sure he enjoyed the show she was putting on, letting him experience every bounce, jiggle and moan, but her eyes and hands gave her away, she was enjoying everything a lot more than she thought she might. This is when he took over. He reached around to take hold of her rear and started to control her movement, moving her as the pace he wanted, pulling her close so that he could suck on her large breasts. she became wetter with every stroke, her moans of pleasure getting louder and longer the more he penetrated her.
"Turn around!" He commanded. She swiftly obeyed. He pulled her back and she began to ride him in reverse, and he squeezed, teased, and played with her breasts, pinching her nipples and licking and biting her neck. This was driving her wild, and was about to get wilder. With her rhythm well established, her placed one arm around her and lightly gripped her neck, and with his other hand, he start to play with her clit, slowly at first, almost teasing, but his intensity grew as he soon had her writhing out of control. She asked him to stop, but he wouldn't. She then begged and pleased, but he wouldn't let her go. He continued to pump her and assault her pussy both in and out until she screamed out so loud that his knew neighbours could hear, and with it she hand lift herself away from his shaft and gushed all over the bed, soaking it and the wall in front of her. She continued to fight as he still wouldn't stop playing, making her squirt in in continuous bursts. And then he suddenly stopped. She struggled to gain breathe, but he hadn't finished yet. He threw her forward, planting her face down at the edge on the bed, and pushed his way inside her from behind. She let out a loud moan muffled by the a mouthful of duvet. He pounded her hard, occasionally pulling her hair ans spanking her, making her cum over and over until he was ready to explode himself, and with a loud roar he emptied his load inside her, collapsing on top of her. She mustered up some of her remaining energy and pushed  him back onto his back, and sucked and licked his cock clean, knowing his would drive him as crazy as he did her.
They lay for what seemed like hours, not saying a word, he playing with various parts of her, she slapping him when he got too rough. And then her phone rang, it was in her bag on the other side of the room, meaning she had to get up to answer. It was work, so she told them she was with a customer who decided to buy, so she was coming back.
"So this is my side of the arrangement completed?!" She confirmed with him. He just smiled, "Don't worry, I definitely want this house now. But don't think this little session cancels my previous offer. Your invite here is permanent." He smiles and pats the bed.
She hands him the rest of his clothes as she gets dressed. "We need to get you the house first, one step at a time." She winks and walks away with a strut, and he follows.