Return of the A/C Guys

Had some more blushes with not one, but two extra visits from the A/C guys!

To summarize, I forgetfully missed the first visit to fix the A/C which David had arranged (I was to be home, and forgot). I got a very real OTK hand spanking and cornertime for that (My Spanking plus Cornertime).

We rescheduled, and I was for sure there for that! I apologized to them and playfully indicated I had gotten my bum spanked for missing the appointment last time. They both had a smile at that (older business owner and younger assistant type) (A/C Guys Arrive).

Well, they've since been back to install the new units, and then they had to come back once more to fix an issue. But everything is working perfect now. Yay!

For the install it was the same business owner and assistant. For the fix it was just the business owner, and it was his turn to be apologetic because they had screwed something up on the install.

During the install there was a time where it was just the business owner and me up in the attic together. I was chatting him up, marvelling at the intricacies of what he was doing. He seemed to not mind my company.

We didn't discuss spanking at all, and I don't know if he was thinking about my spanking at all, but to me it felt like there was this giant undercurrent as we were talking.

I found myself acting particularly submissive and a bit "dump blonde" with him. I did imagine him putting me across his knee and may have squirmed a bit. As he was doing the work I commented, "wow, I guess you have to be strong for this job!" He had really strong looking hands and forearms. I blushed after I said it! I mean, how crazy is it that there I was, interacting like a silly little girl, with a real man who knows I get spankings!?!

I'm sure he was thinking sexual thoughts about me. Most men do (or at least did!). And then I add the flirt. And he knows about the spankings. What must have he been thinking? Bending me over, taking his belt to my bottom, fucking me...

On the final visit, he was concerned about the thing that was going on and was a bit puzzled at first. What it turned out to be was a "crossed wire" down on the outside unit. They tested with both units turned on after the install, but when there was only one of the two units on it acted weird. He apologized for the error and took responsibility. He also seemed a bit angry. His assistant was doing most of the work outside where the error was made. Maybe he'll be getting a spanking!

After they left, I tested the attic unit by getting completely undressed and standing in front of it until my nipples got very hard :-)

Then I went to my bed and jilled myself off with a realistic look/feel dildo up my pussy thinking about getting a spanking and a fucking from the A/C guy.

David doesn't know, but he may read this. If so, I can expect another spanking! Especially after what I'm about to write.

Imagine if after the fix he had raised the spanking thing? I would have answered honestly about getting turned on by my spankings. I might even have admitted to fantasizing about him spanking me. Ha ha...?

Would he have pressed forward? We were all alone in the house. I mean, if I told him I fantasize about him spanking me, it would have been the polite thing for him to do, no?

Halfway through my belting I would have begged him to please be allowed to give him a blowjob! Under David"s "tutelage" my technique has gotten a lot better. It's wetter without being overly sloppy. I use my hands in conjunction with my mouth. I take it deeper. I'll even swallow.

But I'd probably stop that halfway through and ask him for a fucking. "You can choose my pussy or my ass, Sir." He'd probably take me in the ass. I mean, it's a bit of a novelty item, right?

As he fucks my ass I'd desperately rub my engorged little clitty and cum from his ministrations. He'd then simultaneously unload into me.

I'd have done all of those things if I wasn't such a big chicken.

I guess I fear rejection a bit now. I mean, I am a solidly middle-aged housewife now. What a cliché! Do these guys have bored middle-aged so-so looking housewives like me throwing ourselves at them on the regular?

When I was in my twenties, every guy wanted me. Old or young. And as a result I got myself pretty much run through. I knew I was the gatekeeper to sex. I enjoyed pleasing the men and boys that way. They were always so excited to get to fuck my brains out!

They say being run through like I was lessens the ability to later pair bond. I have not found that to be the case. I settled down nicely, thank you very much.

But I 'kinda miss those days...