Jon was about to give up. After spending the day with his realtor, Jamie, looking at houses, nothing came close to what he was used to. Jon had been living in his parent's basement for years while he took care of them. He recently moved them into a fifties-plus community and was now looking for something new that would meet his needs.

Jon's father, Dan, suggested that Jon use the realtor who was selling the house. "You'll like Jamie. She's a real beauty and a consummate flirt," Dan had said when he handed Jon her business card. Jon's dad was right. He thought to himself as he and Jamie went from one house to the next. At least I got to check out her incredible body, and of course, the flirting and back-and-forth banter didn't hurt.

Jamie said there was one last house that she wanted him to see. "The owners just moved into a retirement community, so it's vacant at the moment. It hasn't been listed yet. It might be a bit bigger than you are looking for, but let's check it out," she said as she pulled onto Oak Street. Jon immediately knew where she was going but decided to keep his mouth shut.

Jamie pulled up in front of his parents' house and led Jon inside. She led him around, showing him the basement that he had helped his father finish. She then went over the new appliances in the kitchen and out onto the patio, overlooking their backyard. Jon listened as Jamie described the backyard in a way that he'd never thought of. As she talked, he came to understand and appreciate the work that he'd put into its care.

They went back in to explore the second floor. Jon, being the gentleman, said, "Ladies first."

"Oh, No. You know. Miniskirt and all. Please go ahead."

"I insist. I promise I won't look. Much," he snickered as Jamie trotted up in front of him, giggling.

Jon watched the back of her skirt as she topped the stairs and caught a flash of a white thong glowing between her tanned legs. The afternoon sun shone through the windows of his childhood bedroom, illuminating Jamie's white button blouse. In the silhouette, he could see the shadow of her breasts and lacy white bra.

Jamie noticed his lustful gaze and jokingly commented that they were here to check out the house, not each other. "Oh, so you admit that you've been checking me out, and remember, I wouldn't look much," he laughed as he went into the Master bedroom.

Jamie looked around the room, describing its spaciousness, and noticed Jon staring at an eyebolt sticking out of the ceiling in the center of the room.

"Huh," he said, making a mental note to remove it and patch the hole over the weekend.

"What's that?"

"It's for a sex swing," he chuckled, knowing exactly what it was for as he'd helped his dad put it in. "It's probably under the bed or in the closet." Jon was shocked to see Jamie on all fours looking under the bed. Her skirt had hiked up enough to give him an ample look at her ass cheeks divided by her white thong. He watched her open the walk-in closet, asking what she was looking for.

"There it is," he said, pointing to it hanging in the corner. "Oh, wow, they even have the spreader bars."

"The what?"

"They are used to keep the person's hands and feet apart." Jon took the swing from its hiding spot and grabbed the step stool from the closet. He stood back to check the contraption out after he'd hung it from the ceiling.

Jamie looked a little confused as she investigated the device, wondering aloud how it worked. Jon told her to sit in the sling, saying how it was like a swing.

"Your legs go in these, and your hands got these up here." Jon took Jamie's hands and cinched them into the hand restraints as well as her feet.

"Then what?" Jamie asked coyly with a flirtatious smirk.

"Then maybe a little of this," he said as he pulled her splayed legs towards his hips.

His forwardness made Jamie uncomfortable as she felt his erection press against her pussy.

"Maybe we should stop. Let me down," she squirmed in the seat, making her skirt hike up and expose the wet spot in her panties.

Jon, driven by his lust, paid no attention to her suggestion. "And maybe a little of this," he said as he knelt between her legs.

Jamie squirmed some more, but the restraints did their job in preventing her escape. "Hey, None of that. Let's not do that!" The more she fought the restraints, the higher her skirt would go until she was fully exposed.

"Come on, Jamie. After all the flirting that we've been doing today, one little kiss isn't going to hurt,"

Jamie giggled nervously, saying, "Okay. Just one kiss."

Jon pulled the soaked crotch of her thong aside to kiss her cleanly shaved cunt. "Hey, what are you doing? You said a kiss," she protested.

"Yeah. A French kiss."

Jon lowered his face between her legs and ran his tongue through her glistening labia. He pressed his tongue into her vagina, licking his way to her protruding clitoris. A slight moan escaped from her lips as Jon tantalized her twat. "Are you sure you only want one?" he teased.

"Maybe a couple more won't hurt."

Jon buried his face into Jamie's pussy and licked her until she climaxed on his face. He rose to his feet and moved to her side as he fished his cock out of his pants. Jamie's jerked and bucked, trying to get his cock into her mouth as he swung his cock back and forth, teasing her. "Please," Jamie sighed.

Jon held his hips still, allowing Jamie to lick the precum off the head of his dick. Jamie sucked his cock as far as she could into her mouth, but the swing made it difficult. Jon grabbed Jamie's tits to hold her steady so she could suck his cock. She still struggled from the awkward angle. "Here. Lean your head back like this," he said, guiding his cock into her mouth.

Jon unbuttoned her blouse as she swirled her tongue around his johnson. He pulled her blouse open, revealing her double D breasts. The white of her bra glowed against her bronze-tanned flesh. Her dark areolas were clearly visible through the thin, lacy white bra. He again held her by her tits as he slowly fucked his cock into her mouth.

After Jamie made some minor adjustments, she was able to take his cock deeper into her mouth. Once her gag reflexes relaxed, he was able to get his head past her uvula. Jon reached for her pussy to finger-bang her while he cautiously throat fucked his realtor.

After a few minutes of this, Jon pulled his cock out and spun her around so he was again between her legs. "Do you want some of this, too?" he asked, rubbing his cock along her pussy lips.

"There's a condom in the front zipper of my purse,"

Jon found it and ripped it open with his teeth. He rolled it onto his cock and got between her legs.

"Will you let my hands loose?"

Jamie grabbed Jon and pulled him in for a kiss. Her tongue darted into his mouth, swirling around his. She looked at him with fiery, lust-filled eyes.

"Fuck me, Jon. Put that big cock in me," she hissed. Jamie toyed with her nipples through the silken bra cups as Jon penetrated her vagina.

"Let me see your tits," Jon said as he reached around her and unhooked her bra. He glared at her luscious, tanned orbs. They jiggled and shook with every thrust of Jon's hips. Jamie grabbed one of her breasts and sucked its nipple into her mouth, sucking it hard while she pinched and pulled the other.

Jon slammed his cock into her a few more times before dropping to his knees to lick her to another orgasm. This time, Jamie grabbed his head, grinding it against her pussy as she climaxed. She bucked her hips against his face until her climax ebbed. "Put your cock back inside me, and fuck me hard!"

Jon lined up his cock and slammed it into her rapidly, fucking her like a jackhammer until Jamie screamed that she was cumming. Her pulsating pussy gripped Jon's member pushing him toward climax as well. He leaned forward and sucked one of Jamie's nipples until his cock shrank inside of her.

"Oh, my God, that was so hot. I've never done that before," Jamie exclaimed.

"Fucked in a swing or fucked a client?"

"Both," she giggled.

They cleaned up and put everything back in its place before heading back to Jamie's car.

A neighbor called out as they were leaving the house, "Hi Jon, Tell your parents that we're going to miss them around here."

"Do you know him?" Jamie asked.

"I grew up here. It's my parent's house."

"So you knew about the swing?"

"Yeah, I helped my dad install it," Jon laughed. "But this is the first time that I have ever gotten to use it."