Tool factory beauty loves to polish my big wrench Dear Sam,
Dear Sam,
I AM a married middleaged man with two kids and a boring job. I work in a factory that makes engineering tools that is 95 per cent full of blokes and the few women who work there are nothing to get excited about. That was until recently, though. There was an old cleaning lady who used to keep our tea room nice and tidy before she retired and her recent replacement is fit as f**k. We all ogled this new bird when we first saw her. She’s about 35, with blonde hair and a very nice figure.
Aroused
On her first day at work, all the lads were flirting with her and paying her compliments and trying it on with her.
But she was having none of it and told them in no uncertain terms to go and f**k themselves – which was funny!
Then one day a couple of weeks ago I went for a cup of tea and was alone until the fit cleaner came in to join me.
We started chatting, she was showing more than usual and I got a cracking glimpse of her lovely arse.
Straight away I became aroused, even more when she turned around and I could see right down her top!
She caught me looking at her and I thought she was going to give me a right mouthful – or punch me in the face!
But amazingly, she moved her hand down to my crotch and felt my bulge.
Then she undid my pants and got down on her knees before she wrapped her lips round my throbbing helmet.
She was an expert at blowjobs – bobbing quickly along the full length of my shaft and even taking my entire knob right down her greedy throat!
I was about to shoot my load when she slipped out of her white panties and invited me to take her from behind.
Since then I’ve been shagging her at least three times a week!
I really like the cleaner, who is married with one kid, and I am now planning to leave my wife for her. Should I go for it? Please advise!
HG, Sheffield
Sam says…
IF you honestly think you have any kind of a future together – other than just shagging each other’s brains out – then go for it.
Dear Sam,
I’M a 22-year-old girl and I’ve been working for two months in a large office with four other women – and 20 blokes.
I’ve managed to shag six of the fellas already. It’s not that I’m a slag or anything – I just love sex.
I had my first office jump with the manager when I bonked his brains out on a quiet stairwell.
But the best shag was with a 20-year-old hunk who shafted me doggy-style for a good 30 minutes.
But now the other women call me the office bike. How can I put an end to this tittle-tattle?
Sam says…
GO easy and be a bit more selective.