A Heartfelt Search for Lost Wedding Rings

I was heart broken…pt1

I was late for work and I immediately sunk into a panic as I looked feverishly for my wedding and engagement rings. Tears started to well up as I tried in vain to find them or remember where I had them on last….
I left for work dizzy and preoccupied. I was convinced I was being punished and they were unexplainably lost forever. It wasn’t the money or the rings themselves, it was the emotional attachment and sentimental value they had for me.
All day at work I was distracted and barely present. Where could they be? Did I misplace them? Did they fall into the sink or the trash? Was someone in my house? Who’s been over recently? That’s when I remembered I had hired a repairman recently who has been coming over to fix things. It couldn’t be him…. Could it!!??
My despair suddenly was turning to panic for many reasons….. it just so happens this particular repairman has been using his tool in me.
I decided to text him. “Hey I have a slight problem” “by chance when you were over was I wearing my wedding rings….” I was so embarrassed to be asking.
“No” he replied “you ok? What’s up?”
I explained how I could not find them and further explained to him they’re somehow gone because I’m being punished for cheating…
He arrived the next day to help me look. Though I kept wondering if it was him I at the same time never felt like he was that kind of person. Sure he was the kind who will come to a ladies house and breed her while her husband is hard at work, but then again that’s not the same as being a thief.
He held me close and reassured me they were likely misplaced and that we would find them, he gently wiped a tear from my cheek and I just wanted to be held and taken care of. He was careful not to make anything sexual but I could also feel his body heat and a hint of his arousal. I kissed him and thanked him and he pulled me closer. I slid my hand down the front of his body and by the time my hand reached his cock it was hard and wet from precum. I brought my fingers to my mouth and touched his essence to my tongue. He swept me up and carried me to my bed where he somehow removed all my clothes and pressed his weight ontop of me somehow completely aware that the weight of a powerful man overwhelming me is exactly what I needed to feel secure safe and complete.
He had a way of kissing and lightly sucking my clit. It was the speed and tenderness I had never received. He had me on the verge of an orgasm so many times but each time I’d stop him gently because what I needed most was for this man to bury his throbbing cock deep inside my snatch so I could come while experiencing the deep soulful feeling of his huge cock filling and stretching my insides. There’s no way this man could have stolen my wedding rings….
He fucked me so good I had forgotten about my rings. I collapsed on his amazing chest after he unloaded his warm spunk deep inside me. I didn’t want to slip him out because I never knew if I’d see him again and for some reason I wanted nothing more than to keep his delicious jizz inside me. With hesitation I slid enough to feel him slide out and a glorious stream of his white hot lava drooled down onto his firm abs. A small pool of our juices formed in the depression of his belly button. Wanting all of him inside me and a yearning need for every drop of him not wasted, I crawled down and buried my puckered lips and tongue down to suck and lap up the pool of glorious cum. I swallowed three big gulps of this man and I wanted more. End Pt1