"I'm just saying that the house is more than you need to be handling now, Mother." "I like this house, John. I'm not going to just cut and run because I'm alone now." "I've seen the toll it's taken on you." Joyce's son, determined to get the unpleasant topic out in the open now that his dad had been gone for four months, set his jaw, prepared to dig in. "...
My DIY skills were limited and my new apartment needed a bit of work to freshen it up, so I decided to get a builder in. I had known Tim for a few years after going to school with him and he had a good reputation as a handyman. He also had a reputation with the girls with his good looks, lean body and, from seeing him in the showers at school, a rather larg...
All this happened a few years ago. I live in a decent sized of town of 5000 to 6000 souls. It's mainly a farm town but it is also the county seat so there is some business to be had. I am an HVAC contractor and general handyman, at 30 years old I had my own house not much debt and very little competition unless they called in a contractor from out of town. O...
Breathless, limp, and satisfied (for now), the pair lay as they were before Giovanna's continual anal contractions finally squeezed Cameron's dick from its clutches. "I'm going to get cleaned up," he said as he moved into the shower with a noticeable amount of difficulty. He took a brief shower, and Giovanna did the same after playing with herself for a coup...
Claire and I own a small house that we rent out to a couple of university students. Once a month we collect the rent. Claire said she would pick up the rent after work. When she arrived at the house she let herself in and picked up the cheques off the table. While she was there she decided to check everything was in order, so she looked around the rooms. In...
"Hold the edge of the sink and lower your ass down here to me, Tamara. Yes. Slow and easy so I can see your pussy opening up for my tongue to enter." I was holding her ass cheeks and sort of guiding her but her cunt found my mouth pretty much on it's own. As soon as my lips reached in for her clit she started to come. With my elbows on the floor and my hands...
My name is Morgan Smith. I am a fifty years old, divorced African-American handyman with no children. When you work servicing domestic appliances, naturally you come into contact with plenty of women. It is hard not to when you are in the kitchen. last month, I had to visit a woman I'd visited before and I remember the feeling that she had given me. This...
Emma stepped into the lift just as the doors were closing behind her. She noticed just one other person in the lift as the doors came together and the lift jerked into action. Not someone she recognised, but people in her apartment block always had visitors around so it was nothing unusual. The lift was all mirrored inside so she checked him out briefly as t...
Chapter 5 – Her On-Call Handyman The excitement surrounding Deke's departure on his shopping trip is high. Nervous as teens going on a first date, they hug, kiss and reassure each other. "You'll do just great, dear," Deke tells her. "And you can call me on my cell when you are done and want me to come up. That way, I won't interrupt you." "Thanks, sweet....
"I told her you were honest, and I was satisfied with your work. And I'm sure you will be fair with her." "Well, thanks for thinking of me, Betty. I can always use some extra work. What exactly does she need done?" I heard shuffling on the phone, then a pause. "Here, let me put her on..." "Hello?" a soft voice took over. "Hi, I'm Mrs. Atkins, Abby, Betty...