I logged in today to tell you about an encounter I had yesterday with an old contact, but then realised I had never posted the story of how I first encountered him on this site! So before I tell you about what I got up to this week thought I had better put you in the picture on what happened a few years ago. We had our dust (or garbage for any US readers) bins cleaned every 2 weeks. A couple of young lads did all the work out of the back of a van, whilst the older boss drove around behind them collecting the money. He was late 40s or early 50s with a bit of campiness, slim and short hair. I usually work from home and as I usually have the house to myself am always the one who answers to door. We had therefore chatted often and as well as getting to know him a little (including his name, Mark) had enjoyed a bit of flirty jokey banter, but all very very low level! One day in summer I had been working flat out in the office from early on, so was still in just a short dressing gown with nothing underneath. Even though it was only mid morning it was already hot and I was looking forward to finishing the rush job and getting out there. Finally just before noon I got the work in hand completed and sent off, and decided to reward myself with a cup of tea and that sit in the garden. I had just brewed my cuppa when the front doorbell went. It was Mark asking if we still wanted the bins cleaning, as it was not out on our drive as usual after being emptied. I guessed that our neighbour had probably seen it out when they left for work and moved it as a favour before his lads could clean it, but I could wheel it out or they could go round the back. I had noticed that he had checked me up and down when I first opened the door, and As I leaned against the frame my dressing gown was gaping a little giving him the opportunity to have a view of my chest . He didn't really hide his interest and it was clear he had a good look at my semi exposed nipple. I have always enjoyed being watched and his obvious interest gave me quite a thrill of excitement. He made a quip about how he “would love to pop around your back” and gave a smile and a wink. My gaydar was now on full alert as I laughed and called him “cheeky”, but made sure I kept eye contact and gave him a wink back. I was happy to see that his eyebrows went up a little at that, and he smiled whilst holding my gaze. The moment was broken when one of his lads called out to him from the road and he turned to tell them to collect the bin and give it a wash. I had begun to feel my prick stirring and as he looked away it gave me a chance to adjust my position slightly to try and hide as best I could a too obvious tent. As he turned back he seemed about to go, but first apologised for disturbing me. I thought that this might be the moment to move thigs up a little and replied that it was not a problem, as I had just finished and was about to take a break in the garden and get some sunshine. He smiled at this and replied “I hope you don’t sunbath in your dressing gown, you’ll get terrible tan lines". It was obvious that we were both flirting now and, and feeling increasingly turned on, thought I would be even more blatant. "Oh, don’t worry about that, I always sunbath in the nude, so no tan lines. Its lucky that no-one can see into my garden, or the neighbours would get an eyeful, poor sods.” He smiled even more, and replied that the neighbours should be so lucky, giving me a very clear look up and down. As the bin had been cleaned the young lad appeared and Mark started to follow him. He told me he hoped I enjoyed my sunbathing and, as the lad was out of earshot, I told him I was going out there straight away to get stretched out, as I was in the house on my own. With that he gave me another look up and down, and smiled as he clearly checked out my not entirely successful effort to hide my now semi hard cock. As he walked off and through the gate he turned and gave me a secretive smile and another wink. I was buzzing with excitement as I walked back through the house, collected my tea and went out into the garden. I was being truthful when I said no-one could see in. We have a large extension which blocks off the view of the main patio from our only neighbours, and the patio I was sitting on is a suntrap. The sun lounger was already out so I shrugged off my dressing gown and lay down. I had no idea if he had actually picked up on my hints, or indeed if he was brave enough or would have the opportunity to act on it, so I settled down, feeling very, very horny. Just in case something was going to happen I wanted to resist the temptation to play with myself, so lay face down with my cock, refusing to soften, pressed hard into the hot fabric. It had only been 5 mins at most since I had closed the front door when I heard the front gate open. I wasn't expecting anyone else to call so didn't bother to cover up, but just moved my head so that I could see the locked back gate. Sure enough in a moment I saw Marks head pop up over the top, and enjoyed the look of surprise as he checked out my naked back and arse. He cleared his throat and mumbled an apology for disturbing me. At this point it was clear he was interested and I wanted him badly, so very brazenly I told him "you didn't disturb me, I was just thinking about you in fact. Let me open that gate for you" As I rolled over and stood to walk over to the gate my hard cock sprang into view, sticking straight out and leaving him in no doubt what my intentions were. As soon as he was through the gate he was on his knees, licking the shaft and glans, tasting the pre cum off which was already leaking from the throbbing head. “Oh fuck, that's so good" I said, moving over to the lounger. I lay back, one foot on the material and the other on the floor to help me spread my legs as wide as possible. He followed and this time kneeled between my thighs took my cock fully into his mouth, sliding his lips most of the way down the shaft before beginning to work me. As he sucked one hand squeezed my shaft as the other stoked my balls. After a few moments though the hand on my balls continued to explore further until at last his finger touched my arsehole. I was already gasping and groaning, trying to keep as quiet as I could just in case any one was in the neighbouring garden, but as I felt his fingers begin to explore my hole I could not help letting out a loud groaning "Of fuck". This must have encouraged him as he lifted his mouth from my cock and, lifting the leg I had resting on the lounger up, pressed his face in to touch me hole with his tongue. In response I managed to lift my other leg and hooked my hands behind my knees to spread wide for him. He immediately parted my arse cheeks with both hands and pushed his face deep in-between them, his tongue licking and stabbing at my hole. After rimming me for a minute or so, he removed his tongue from my hole and as I let my legs go, he resumed his sucking, this time though working me fast and frantically whilst also sliding a finger up my saliva lubed hole as he did so. The combination of his mouth and my arse being fingered quickly took me to the point of orgasm and I just managed to gasp out a warning that I was going to cum. This only encouraged him and in a moment I shot my hot thick cum into his mouth. As the first spurt hit this throat he let out a low guttural groan, and he continued to make those noises as he worked my prick, sucking and swallowing every drop I had with obvious relish. Only once he had milked me dry did he release me, and as he did so he also slid his finger out of my arse, making me gasp once more. As I lay there, stark naked and covered in sweat from the exertion and the heat, he smiled and said “I’ve wanted to do that to you for bloody ages. I’ve been wondering what you tasted like” “Well, now you know, I hope it was worth it” I asked. “Oh yes” he replied with a grin. I was still as horny as hell and as he stood up, I stroked what was an obvious bulge in the front of his jeans. He groaned but said that he had to get off before the lads became suspicious, as told them he was only nipping back because he had forgotten to collect the money, so his lads would start to get suspicious soon. As he went out through the gate and I locked it behind him I realised our entire encounter had only lasted 10mins, but I was more than satisfied as I lay down again, with a drained cock, a tingling arsehole and £2 better off!