Emma always gets what she wants; The Maintenance Man.

As high-schooler Emma gets home, she's tasked to accompany a maintenance man in the attic as her dad has to leave the house. Emma happily accepts her task.

Emma's finally home from high school after a long day, she drops her bag in the hallway and hears some sounds coming from the attic. She walks up the stairs and hears her dad talking, a voice she doesn't recognise is at the other end of that conversation. "Hey dad!" she yells from the middle of the stairs. "Hey Emms, back from school already? Can you come up here for a moment?" her dad replies. "Okay!" Emma walks up the stairs, and then climbs the steep ladder that leads to the attic. She looks up, and sees her dad and a man she doesn't know. The man is wearing overalls, and seems to have taken the water heater off the wall. "Emms, can you help Walter for a bit? He's fixing the heating, and I have to leave to go pick up mom from work."

Emma nods, and watches as her dad climbs down the steep ladder. She looks over at Walter, who quickly looks up from her developing chest when he notices that she's looking at him. Emma just smiles, she loves the attention she tends to get from men that look like they don't seem to get much action anymore, and she loves to tease them. She watches as the man bends a piece of metal tubing and grabs some fittings. She always had a thing for older men, and men with strong arms make her especially weak at the knees. "Excuse me for a moment" she says as the enters the attic bedroom. It's her older sisters bedroom, who just turned 18 recently. Emma grabs the bottom of her top, and pulls it off her narrow body. She unhooks her bra, and lays it on top of her sisters desk. She proceeds to undress, unzipping her jeans, and pulling her panties down along with them. She opens her sisters dresser, and grabs a G-string with a cute dotted print.

Even though it's a size too large for her, she decides to wear her sisters G-string, then puts both her jeans and her top back on. Emma bends over in front of the mirror, and pulls at her top. The top reveals almost enough of her young braless cleavage to expose her nipples. Almost. She winks at her reflection. “Time to tease.” she whispers at herself as she leaves her sisters bedroom, returning to the entrance of the attic.

“Do you need any help, sir?” she kindly asks. Walter looks over from the pipe he's been fitting, and instantly notices Emma's tiny nipples poking through her shirt. His face turns slightly red as he tries to keep himself from staring. “There's some brass T-shaped connectors in that case, can you grab two of those for me?” he asks. Emma nods and bends over, making sure her ample cleavage is aimed at Walter. she instantly spots the connectors he needs, but she proceeds to pretend to search. She squeezes her upper arms together, pushing open her top to the point where Walter should be able to look down all the way to her belly button.

She hears how there's no more tool sounds, if Walter intended to hide the fact that he's staring down her top, he's sure doing a bad job at hiding it. Luckily for him, it's exactly what Emma is hoping for. “Found them!” she exclaims, mainly as a warning so Walter knows to stop staring. Emma stands up straight just as the tool sounds begin. She steps over at Walter and hands him the connectors. “Here you go, mister.” she says with her kindest smile as she places the connectors in his firm hands. She lets her own hands slide off his fingers as she steps back. “Is there anything else you need?”

“You.” Walter mutters to himself, but slightly too loud. As soon as he realizes that Emma could hear him, he continues; “You, you can find me a roll of white teflon tape, if you want.” Emma nods again, and as she's between Walter and the case this time, she kneels down, causing her tight jeans to pull down a little. As she kneels, she can feel the edge of the jeans on the bare skin of her butt, she knows that she's just exposed the polka-dotted G-string she's wearing. And again, tool sounds stop. Emma finds a roll of white non-sticky tape in a red plastic roll, she hides it underneath some other plumbing parts. “I can't find the tape.” She lies.

Walter gets up, walks around Emma and the case, and kneels down in front of her. Emma looks up, and notices that Walter is catching an eyeful of her cleavage. He quickly looks down at the case, putting his right hand into it. Emma looks down at his hand. His hand and arm are slightly hairy, and his forearms look strong. The movement of his hands make little sense to her. At one point, he exposes the hidden tape, but doesn't actually grab it. Without lifting her head too much, she looks up at Walter. He's absent-mindedly staring down her top again. Emma quickly raises her head and looks Walter right into his eyes. “Caught ya, pervert.” she smiles.

His face turns red as he realises that he's been caught staring at a teenager's tits. “I'm so sorry, I apologize, really.” he stutters. Emma's face turns serious. “Are you sorry for doing it, or are you sorry you got caught? I want you to be completely honest with me.” she says with a badly attempted firm tone in her voice. Walter looks back at her. “I'm… I'll be honest, I'm sorry I got caught. After all the male clients and dusty old housewives, it's nice to have a pretty girl around. But I am sorry, I shouldn't be staring at your breasts, I'm fucking stupid.” he replies.

Emma giggles. “Well, I'm stupid, fuck me!” She gets up and lifts her top, pulling it straight over her head, and then drops it on top of the case in front of Walter. Walter's eyes open wide, they look as if they're about to pop out of his head like a cartoon character. The topless teenager in front of him causes his heart rate to spike, and his breathing to intensify. “Holy fuck.” He mutters. Walter stands up, but hesitates to approach Emma. “I want to, believe me, but I really shouldn't.” he says. Emma steps over towards him, pushing her budding breasts against his chest. The rough fabric of his overalls being the only real barrier between them. “Why not? I know you've been staring, and my dad won't be back for at least another forty-or-so minutes.” Emma gives him a quick kiss on his lips, and steps around him in order to walk towards the entrance of her big sister's bedroom. “Come on, we both know you're not staying there, playing with brass connectors that you already had right in front of you in the first place.”

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'Caught again.' Walter thinks to himself. This chick's much smarter than he thought, and she's definitely sexy. “Fuck it, I deserve a good start to my weekend.” he mutters to himself as he walks into the bedroom. Emma takes her jeans off and sits on the edge of the bed. Walter looks at her narrow, developing body, only covered by the polka-dotted G-string. Her breasts are small and perky, her hips have only just started to widen into a feminine silhouette. Then he looks up at two large golden balloons that spell out "18". He notices the birthday card below them, and grabs Emma's shoulders. He pushes her body onto the mattress, while her feet remain planted on the floor. His fingers slide off her shoulders, onto her breasts, then towards her G-string. He pulls the G-string to the side to reveal Emma's young pussy. He spreads her tight labia with his fingers, and licks her already-lubricated hole. The sweet taste of Emma's wetness instantly gets him into the horniest high he's felt in years. He jumps up, and gets out of his overalls in a matter of seconds.

He pulls down his underwear, and his cock jumps up. Emma looks at his erection, it's just about four inches long, but quite girthy. His chubby, hairy belly doesn't do his penis size any favours. Emma feels herself get even wetter, the anticipation of intercourse with a man who's probably stopped having regular sex years ago, who is finally given a chance again… Those guys tend to feel amazing, as they literally fuck like it might be their last time ever. Walter reaches for Emma's G-string, and pulls it off her. He spreads her legs with his knees, and stands in between them. “Are you sure you want this?” he asks, just to be safe. Emma nods.

Walter grabs the base of his cock, and aims it at Emma's vaginal opening. He softly thrusts, and his glans instantly feels the sweet surroundings of her warm vagina. Walter pushes his cock in all the way, and places his hands on the mattress, next to Emma's shoulders. His hips begin to hump her, and as his upper body leans over Emma's much smaller frame, his hairy belly rests on Emma's stomach. His skin slides over hers with each thrust, almost making Emma orgasm just from feeling his stomach rubbing against hers. Chubby dad-bods are her type, even if they really shouldn't be. She smiles, her dad would kill her if she knew how many times she did this already.

She pulls his face towards hers, and kisses him. Their tongues find each other while Walter's hairy chest reaches Emma's sensitive nipples, she moans. She places her hands on his sides, encouraging his thrusts. They continue to kiss as Walter's thrusts intensify. He can feel the softness of her breasts against his chest, and he knows his much heavier body has her pinned down. She wouldn't be able to stop him now, and he's certainly not planning on stopping. It makes him feel like the most powerful man on Earth.

Despite the powerful feeling, he eventually pushes most of his upper body off her. Walter's calloused hands grasp at Emma's breasts. The stark contrast between the rough skin of his hands and the softness of her breasts makes him moan softly. “Your perky tits are amazing, I can't believe I'm fucking an eighteen-year-old. Your tight little cunt feels so good around my fat cock!” he yells out in pleasure. Emma moans as she feels his thrusts become even stronger. “Eighteen? Oh! Those golden balloons aren't mine, I'm fifteen!” she giggles loudly. She watches as Walter's eyes open wide. He stops thrusting, but keeps the full length of his erection buried inside Emma, pulsating slowly. “You're a child?!” he yells out in shock.

The state of shock doesn't seem to fully reach his lower regions, as his hips involuntarily begin to slowly thrust once again. Walter loosens his grip on the fifteen-year-old's developing breasts, reverting to a softer touch. He knows he should pull out of her immediately, but the tingling sensation in his glans is overbearing any logic. The biological urge to breed the teenager underneath him is all that matters at this point. His thrusts begin to pick up their speed once again, bottoming out as his pubic bone slams into hers, his hanging ball sack slapping against her butt. It's the sex Emma has been craving, an older man who's finally fucking her as if it's his last day alive. Roughly humping into her small frame, almost as if she's a toy instead of a person.

Walter pushes his weight onto Emma's body, pinning her down onto her sister's bed. “You better be taking contraception, because I'm going to blow my load inside your immature cunt!” He moans loudly. His thrusts continue to slam into her, while his sagged balls slap against her less on each stroke. His testicles tighten upwards as his body anticipates the inevitable release of semen. Suddenly, Emma's entire body begins to shake uncontrollably, she screams out with pleasure as her birth canal starts to pulsate around his erection. Her juices overflow every time his cock pulls back, only for him to thrust back in forcefully. Walter smiles, it's been years since a girl -or even a woman for that matter- reached her orgasm before he did. She must really want this, and who is he to deny her of this pleasure? His thrusts slow down to go along with her pulsations, her mouth opens wide to gasp for air, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes as she starts panting, still moaning loudly. “Cum inside me!”

He wasn't planning otherwise, but having this sexy teenager begging for it makes it even better. Walter notices how her pulsations weaken as her orgasm subsides, and he allows his thrusts to pick up their speed. His hips humping with only his own orgasm in mind, now that she's had hers. The added juices from her orgasm cause her vagina to feel even more lubricated than she already was. His glans feels every fold of her warm flesh as he glides in and out of her with zero resistance. He moans, the warm feeling of her insides becoming more intense at every thrust. “Sir, Stop, it feels too good, I, I…” Emma moans as her juices start spurting out of her vagina, pulsating around his cock as she orgasms a second time. Wet sounds and heavy panting fill the bedroom, but this time Walter refuses to slow down to her pulsations. Instead, he continues to thrust into her, speeding up as fast as he can.

“Little slut!” He yells out as his ageing cock is finally massaged to climax by her underage folds. He pushes the entire length of his cock inside her, spurting out ropes of thick cum, coating Emma's spasming cervix with his seed. Walter screams loudly as the feeling overwhelms him, his cum-pumping cock hasn't felt an orgasm this good in almost half a century. He feels how he's quickly filling her up. The slick wetness of his semen fills her narrow mid-teen cavity all the way to the base of his cock. He stays locked inside her for almost twenty seconds, until the pulsations in his cock finally stop. Walter pulls out slowly, moaning loudly as his hypersensitive glans leaves her labia. He looks down. Her wetness mixed with his cum has already formed a slimy pool on the mattress, and he can't believe his luck.

He bends over Emma's body once more, his now limp penis resting against her stomach. She kisses him, and his hands find the softness of her breasts one last time. “You were fucking amazing.” He says as he breaks up the kiss. He gathers his clothing, and starts to dress himself. Emma quickly puts on her panties, still feeling Walter's semen leaking out of her. She puts on the rest of her clothes, and hands the polka-dotted G-string to Walter. “Something to remember me by.” She says, smiling.

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They leave the bedroom smelling like sex, and close the door behind them. As Walter walks back towards the water heater, he turns around towards Emma. “You were amazing, even if you were honestly far too young for me.” he admits, while clearly not regretting what they just did. Emma smiles, a playful spark appears in her eyes. “You know what? Sixteen is older, so you need to make sure you're back again next year, and I'll let you cum in me again.” She walks towards him, and gives Walter one final kiss. Walter grabs her butt as their tongues find each other, while the door at the bottom of the steep ladder opens. They quickly break up their kiss as Emma's father climbs up the steep ladder.

“How long do you have left?” He asks Walter, unaware of what just happened in his attic. Walter looks back over towards him. “On this water heater? About half an hour until I'm done, but I'll take an hour off the bill as I had some unexpected delays that I won't make you pay for.” He explains. “And aside from that, I've got about two years and three months left on the job until I finally retire, so I'm able to come back for two more years until I'm completely finished!” He follows up with a big smile.

Emma bites her lip at the realisation that the man who just came inside her is about four times her age. She obviously knew he was much older than she is, but she expected him to be at least a full decade-or-so younger than he actually is. “Congratulations on finishing!” She says, adding a playful wink as Walter looks over to her. He feels another tingle in his worn-out glans, they both know what kind of 'finishing' she's talking about, but her dad, who's standing right next to her, clearly has no idea. “Thank you, and thanks for helping me out.” he replies, smiling, already looking forward to next year.