I rang the doorbell, but got no answer, so I opened the lockbox, retrieved the Realtor key, and opened the door. I'm a realtor and the lady of the house, Mrs. Smith, had sold her home through me, and for a very good price if I don't mind saying. I was stopping by to tidy it up for the buyer walk-through before the closing the next day. It was no big deal that she wasn't home; I'd just take care of things and leave her a note. As I made my way around the first floor, I came to the master bedroom and entered. I found a nice surprise inside.

Leaning against the wall in an open shirt and nothing more was Mrs. Smith!

"Well, hello," I said, surprised.

"Hello back at you, handsome. I'm Gina," she replied.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith... um, Gina. I'm Robert. I must say, I didn't expect to find you here, like this!"

There was a look about her, a sexy look in her eyes that told me she was here for a reason, and the reason was me.

"I'm here to thank you for selling the home so quickly, and for so much," she said. "I'm all yours for the afternoon, so tell me what you'd like."

I was shocked, yet very thrilled. I'd heard other male realtors tell stories like this, and I knew some of their tales were true since it had happened to me, though not often. But this was real, and this gorgeous woman had just offered herself to me.

"Well, I like to see a woman helpless on a bed, maybe tied down, while I 'stimulate' her. Would you be into that?"

"I would, darling. I'd love to be tied to the bed for you to stimulate, if that's what you want."

"I'd love it. Um, I have some things in my car, if you'll wait for just a minute while I get them."

"I'll be here waiting for you, sweetie."

So, I went to my car and got the travel bag with my sex toys and such; I mentioned this had happened before and I learned to be prepared. Then I returned to the house, thinking about what she was offering to do for me, which gave me a full hard-on by the time I got back to her bedroom. She was right where I'd left her, as beautiful as ever.

"Let me help you take your shirt off, and then why don't you lay on the bed, on your back."

She walked over to me and let me remove her shirt. I set it on the dresser as she lay on the bed on her back, just as I had asked.

I took some lashes and straps from my bag and put them on her wrists and ankles, then attached them to the four corners of the bed, stretching her out as I did. Next, I retrieved a blindfold and put it on her. She looked so inviting, lying there helpless, and I knew the blindfold would make what I did all the more exciting for her; without sight, her other senses would be increased.

Wasting no time, I took my shoes, slacks, and briefs off so I'd be ready later, then climbed onto the bed between her legs, reached up, and put my hands on her breasts. They were large and firm, and I massaged them and squeezed them. She reacted with a relaxed sigh, which grew louder when I took her nipples between my thumbs and fingers and squeezed them a little, then rolled them, and finally pinched and pulled on them, stretching her breasts some in the process. She moaned in delight as her nipples felt my pull.

Then I moved my hands below her breasts and ran them to her sides before sliding them down to her knees. Her skin felt soft and supple as I ran my hands lightly up and down her inner thighs, spread open nicely by the straps holding her to the bed. She squirmed and moaned a little more as I ran my fingers up her inner thighs to her crotch, touching her labia, and using a finger to open her slit. Being blindfolded, her nerves would be more sensitive to my every touch, so running my finger up and down her slit was most arousing for her, and she squirmed against the straps and started to moan more loudly. She was already wet from my play.

I started to caress her clit, feeling her body react as my touching of her sensitive nub led to more squirming and still louder moaning. She flinched a little when I put a finger in her, and being very wet now, a second finger slipped inside easily. I began to finger-fuck her with my thumb now caressing her clit in sync with my fingers' pushes into her. She became more animated as I did this, squirming on the bed and gasping. After she enjoyed my finger-fucking for a while, I stopped and reached into my bag and pulled out a vibrator. I turned it on and touched it to her pussy, then moved it up and down, rolling it over her clit in the process. Prepared as she was by the clit play before, she reacted almost immediately to the vibrator with wild abandon and muffled screams, attempting to thrash about on the bed, but was denied by the straps holding her down.

Sensing that she was almost at her climax, I thought the time was right to consummate the deal. I stopped the vibrator and set it aside, giving her a short respite. She was still breathing hard from the vibrations as I touched my penis to her pussy, then slapped her clit several times before pressing into her. She moaned loudly as I drove deep into her vagina. I fucked her with gusto as she rocked her hips and pussy against me, wanting more. With her arousal soon at its peak, I reached my hands to her breasts, squeezed them, and again pinched her nipples and pulled on them, stretching her breasts and giving her a little pain. She seemed to explode with excitement at the extra stimulation, rocking her pelvis hard into me as I pulsed in and out of her.

Her orgasm hit her hard, with jerks and spasms as she screamed in ecstasy! She squirted her feminine juices onto my cock and balls with each spasm as I continued fucking her. The straps held her body's movements in check for the most part, but she was still able to rock her hips and push her cunt against me, which she was doing to the extent that she could. Her whole body was wrapped in her libido, expending all her strength in reflecting the energy I was pumping into her. I felt my climax coming, groaned loudly, and came, shooting the first load of my spunk into her waiting vessel. As she felt the warmth of my ejaculate inside her, she strained harder and wore herself out as her orgasm peaked, while I drove deep, over and over, emptying my load into her.

It ended soon after that; both of us spent and exhausted. I collapsed onto her, those firm breasts supporting my chest and my cock still in her. When we regained some strength, I pushed myself up, pulled out of her, and got off the bed. I took the blindfold off her, undid the lashes, and then got her a towel to clean herself up. She arose, and we both got dressed after she got her clothes from the closet while I put my lashes, straps, and vibrator back in my bag.

All dressed and ready to go, I hugged her and gave her a kiss.

"Thanks for that wonderful 'Thank You' gift," I told her.

"You're welcome! And I'm sure the owner thanks you for the great sale, too! But I'm not Mrs. Smith. I'm just a friend who is looking after the house for her.

I was shocked, but then I realized that since the entire sales transaction was done online, I'd never actually met Mrs. Smith.