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Mr. Fix It

By: usm1carbine



He had retired after many long years with a local company, though he was still quite young. He had begun his career at the ripe age of 16 and at 48 had been retired 2 years already, though his pension was quite lean, so he supplemented his pension doing odd jobs around the small town he lived in. He had become quite proficient at fixing things, washing machines, dishwashers, garbage disposals and many handyman things. His rates were reasonable and he had enough work to get by, but soon, he would find himself overwhelmed with "jobs" in this small, rural town.

Jed was his name and he had spent many years in the community and was well known to most of the residents and the new people always seemed to get his number from the natives if something needed fixing. He had divorced several years earlier and now just lived a simple, quiet life, but all that was about to change, as his phone rang, it was Mrs. Keller. 

"Hello, Jed. I was wondering if you could come out and fix the back door for me. My husband never seems to have to do anything and it's coming off its hinges," she said and little did he know the underlying motive for her call. 

"Give me a few minutes to toss some tools in the truck and I'll be over, Mrs. Keller," and they said their goodbyes and he went to gather his tools. He turned down the long dirt drive to the Keller house and drove around back to have his truck closer to the work site. He gathered some tools and headed up to the door, it was a cool spring day and he thought he heard whimpering coming from the open bedroom window. He sat his tools by the back door and walked around to the window to investigate the sounds he heard, his eyes locking on the beautiful Mrs. Keller on the bed, naked, her legs thrust in the air as she furiously masturbated and her whimpers became moans. 

He felt a stirring in his jeans as he watched her fuck herself with a dildo and suck her own nipples at the same time. The sight was making him quite hard, she was a beautiful woman, 34 years old, never had children and her body was a creamy color as he watched the beads of perspiration bead on her. Her moans became screams as she climaxed and he sought to move away from the window before she finished, not wanting to be caught. He walked back to the back door, adjusting his huge hard on as he did and decided to give her a minute before he knocked. 

Jed had not had sex in awhile, the local single women were much younger than him and he rarely ventured out of town, so the sight he had just witnessed had turned him on greatly. His cock was still hard and he wanted that to subside a bit before he let her know he was there. Satisfied that his cock had gone down enough not to be noticeable, he rapped on the door and heard her call out, "Just a minute," and he smiled at himself, knowing she was trying to dress after her escapade. 

She opened the door wearing a robe, tied at the waist, her hair looked as if she had just brushed it and she even had put make up on, "Hi Jed," a big smile lit up her face, "Hello Mrs. Keller," he said, "Call me Natalie," she responded, her smile still quite large. She invited him in and he set to work checking out the door, some screws were missing, "No big deal Mrs., er I mean Natalie," he said and she grinned, "I'll just run out to the truck and get some screws, be right back," and he walked back to his truck, her scent lingered in his nostrils. 

He returned to find she had pulled out a kitchen chair and was positioned so she could watch him as she worked, "I made you a glass of iced tea, Jed,' she said and he thanked her, taking a large sip, his voyeurism had caused him to have quite a dry mouth. He opened the door and knelt on the stoop as he worked on the exposed hinges of the door, his eyes glancing over at her occasionally, noticing that her legs seemed to be drifting apart as he strained to catch a glimpse of her crotch, which had been not visible as she had fucked herself and he remembered her large tits and her sucking her own nipples and he felt his cock stir again. 

He concentrated on the door, trying to quell the rising in his loins as they made small talk and he could swear he could see the lips of her pussy, but trying hard not to be obvious about his looking.

"How come a nice looking man like you isn't married again, Jed?" she asked matter-of-factly.

"Just can't find a woman to put up with me, I guess," he answered back, his cock twisted in his shorts and the pain beginning to make him wince.

"Surely, you have lots of girlfriends," she said and he turned around, pretending to search for a tool as his hand adjusted his cock, giving him some relief. 

"No, can't say as I have. I just take life one day at a time," and he swung back around to see her entire crotch opened up, her robe hanging off of either thigh and his cock jumped. She sat there innocently drinking her tea as his lips began to water at the sight of her neatly trimmed brown bush staring back at him. He went back to work on the door, nicking his finger with the screwdriver while stealing another look at her sweet pussy and he watched as sweat from the glass dropped between her tits and she shivered. 

He finished the door and stood, hoping she didn't see the bulge in his jeans and then, gathered up his tools and turned back to see her standing, "How much do I owe you, Jed?" she smiled and he thought a minute, "Ten dollars should do," and he smiled back and she went for her purse on the kitchen counter. He felt like he was cheating her, the show she had given him was payment enough and she turned to face him, "Jed, I don't seem to have any cash," she said and he smiled, "It's ok, Natalie, pay me later," and he turned to leave. 

"Jed?" he heard her say and he stopped as he reached for the door handle and turned back to her. 

"Yes, Natalie?" and she opened her robe to reveal her luscious body, "Would you like to take it out in trade?" and his heart fluttered and his cock felt like it would burst out of his pants.

"Are you serious, Natalie?" he couldn't believe what she had offered, "Yes, quite," she smiled and crossed the floor to within inches of him, letting her robe drop as she walked, her sweet body on display. She took one of his hands and placed it on her tit and the other on her crotch as she enveloped his mouth with hers, her tongue darting inside. His hands seemed to move as if they had a mind of their own, cupping her large tit, stroking her nipple and delving a finger inside her wet pussy as she moaned into his mouth.

Her hands moved to his crotch, outlining his hard cock through his jeans before opening them and pushing them down his thighs, his shorts followed. She stroked his hard cock as he roamed her body, his precum slickening her hand as she stroked and then broke their kiss and licked it off her hand. She dropped to her knees, his hands falling to her shoulders and she licked the head of his cock, tasting the remainder of his oozing precum. 

Her hand held his cock high, as she moved her mouth and tongue down the shaft and took his balls into her mouth one at a time, before working her way back up to the head as she slowly slid it between those luscious lips of hers. He could hear her moan as his cock slid deeper into her mouth, feeling her tongue swirl around it as it went deeper until he felt the back of her throat. She grasped his ass cheeks now and drove him deep into her throat and he thought he would cum right then, his cock began to twitch as she held him there. She began to suck him now as she held onto his ass, driving him into her throat with each thrust and he felt his balls begin to tingle and knew she would soon have her mouth and throat coated with jism. 

She could feel his impending orgasm as well and thrust him deep and held him there as his cock spurted it's juices, sliding down her throat as she gurgled a moan of pleasure. As his cum squirted, he remembered how long it had been since he had a blow job and his orgasm intensified, causing her to swallow even more cum. She pulled him out of her throat and sucked at his cock, wanting to taste it's thick creaminess and he looked down to see his slick cock slide out and his cum dribble onto her chin. She took his cock and pushed the escaping cum back into her mouth with it as she cooed lightly and looked up at him with her big brown eyes, her smile said it all.

"I love to suck cock, Jed. It's so erotic to me, to feel it's size fill my mouth and to feel it's rewards squirt out, mmmm," she said and he just looked at her as she took his semi hard cock back in her mouth and sucked it some more. She stood, her hand still around his cock and led him to the bedroom, his small steps didn't seem to hinder him as he tried to walk with his jeans and shorts now around his ankles. 

When they got to the bed, she helped him remove his clothes, "What about your husband?" he asked, not wanting to get caught, "Oh, he's out of town until tomorrow, good place for him," and she laughed as she pulled Jed into the bed next to her and drew his head to her erect nipple and he sucked it into his mouth. His hand moved to her quite wet pussy, exploring its depths as she resumed stroking his cock, it's length growing ever longer at her touch. 

"Fuck me Jed!!" she cried out when she could take no more and he moved on top of her as she guided his cock to her wet entrance and it slowly disappeared inside, her moans were music to his ears. He began to pump in and out and her breathing increased, each breath seeing to be shallower than the last until all at once she began to take deep breaths and hold them and her body spasmed and he felt her cum coat his cock. 

He fucked her hard as their pelvises ground together, "Don't cum in me Jed. I want it in my mouth," and she spread her legs as wide as she could as his pounding increased. The slaps of his balls against her ass filled the room as he strove to push his whole body inside of her, then he felt the familiar tingling and withdrew and climbed her body, his hard cock poised at her mouth as she opened it and jacked him until it spurt out, her mouth capturing most of it, the rest on her face and neck and in her brown hair. He sat back on her chest, her nipples teasing his ass, as she lightly licked his cock, swirling her tongue over the head. 

He lay next to her and she draped her arm over him, he saw a contented look in her eyes, "You know Jed, I planned all of this. The little bedroom show when you arrived, the peep show in the kitchen, the no money, all of it. I needed some fixing and you were Mr. Fix it," and she smiled at him. He didn't care, he had loved every minute of it, she was one hot woman and she sure could suck a cock. 

He lay there for a long while and then told her he had to go, "But, you haven't fixed my back door, Jed,' and she had an evil grin on her face and she rolled over onto her stomach, her ass jutting up in the air, "Fix it Jed, please?" He couldn't believe his luck; she actually wanted him to fuck her in the ass! He got on the bed on his knees and she motioned for him to come up to her head and she sucked him, causing his cock to get even harder than it did when she offered him her ass and then she drooled on his cock, "Won't take much lubrication Jed," and she winked as he moved down between her legs and poised his slick cock at her back door. 

He pushed forward slightly and the head went right in, she wasn't kidding, and he buried himself in her to the hilt, his balls resting on her pussy lips as he absorbed the feelings her ass gave him. He could feel her working her muscles as her ass began to close over him and he began to pump her. "Oh God yes!!! My husband hates to do this and I love it!!!" she cried out as he pumped her ass, his balls now slapping her pussy lips and the sounds of sex returned to the room. 

Her ass felt like a furnace, wrapped around his cock and he pumped her furiously, his cock enjoying her immensely. She screamed out an orgasm and then another and soon she was rocked by waves of them as she moaned and sobbed into the bed, his cock exploded once again, his hot cum spilling out into her ass this time as he wondered if she would have preferred it in her mouth again. As his eruption ceased, he looked down at the creamy ass, his cock buried deep in it, and rubbed those globes in his hands, and her back door was fixed. 

After they dressed, she slipped a hundred dollar bill in his hand, "For services rendered," she smiled and winked at him. He picked up his tools and headed for his truck, "Might need some more fixes around here, Jed," she smiled and they said goodbye and he headed home. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman and even longer since he had been with one anally and he could feel himself glowing as he walked to his door. All afternoon, his cock would get hard thinking about that morning and he found himself stroking it a time or two and smiling. 

The next morning, the phone rang and it was Judy Fletcher, "Jed, I hope you can take care of a problem I'm having," and his mind immediately went to the gutter, but then she said, "My toilet's leaking and there's water everywhere. Linda stayed home from school today and Hank's at his mom's in Beaufort," he told her to calm down, he'd be right over and he headed out. When he got to the Fletcher place, she met him at the door and showed him to the bathroom, the supply line had burst and water was indeed everywhere, "No problem Mrs. Fletcher, have it fixed in a jiffy," and he bent down and turned off the water before going to his truck for parts. 

When he returned, the door was closed, but he thought nothing of it and opened it, to be presented with young Linda Fletcher sitting on the toilet. Linda was a senior in high school and she had quite the body and now he was enjoying the sight of her shaved pussy before him, "Oh, I'm sorry Linda," he said and quickly closed the door. She opened it back up, "That's ok Mr. Banks, dad walks in on me all the time and then closed it again, his mind capturing the picture of her shaved pussy. 

The door opened and she walked by him, her small tit brushing his arm as she did, causing him one hell of an erection. He quickly fixed the toilet and began mopping up the water, "We can get that Jed," he heard and turned to see Judy and Linda at the door. Linda was still in her nightgown and Judy had on a shorts set and his eyes took them both in, "Are you sure?" he asked and Judy smiled at him, 

"Yes," and he got up off his knees, dropping the dripping towel into the tub. 

"How much do we owe you Jed?" Judy asked and he thought, "I guess twenty five dollars will cover it," and they both smiled at him. 

"I talked to Natalie and she said that you had a payment plan," and she winked and his cock grew once again. Judy was not a bad looking woman; she had short red hair and cute, teenage sized tits and a nice ass. Linda was 18, slender, had long blonde hair and her tits were just slightly larger than her mom's but she had the same ass. They led Jed to the bedroom, where they both helped him get his clothes off, each one of them tasting him as his flesh was bared and then fighting over his cock. 

They finally alternated, one sucking his cock, while the other licked his balls until he thought he would explode. He watched as they stopped one at a time to strip, while the other sucked him, Judy went first, and he liked the size of her small tits, even at 43 they stood out very proudly, no doubt a benefit of being small chested. Her pussy was covered with bright red curls and that ass!! Linda went next, being replaced by her mom as she began to suck and he watched Linda's nightgown come over her head and glimpsed that fine, bald pussy of hers again. 

Her nipples were a lot smaller than Judy's and they seemed to point up at the ceiling as she strode over and joined her mother once again and they sucked in earnest. He couldn't hold back any longer, "I'm going to cum!!" he shouted and they positioned their mouths in front of his spurting cock and tried to capture it. A rope of cum hit Linda in the nose and they giggled and then one landed on Judy's tit and they giggled again. When it had finally stopped spurting, Linda moved her mouth over it and sucked it like a straw, trying to get the last drops and then she moved down and sucked the cum off her mother's tit. Judy returned the favor by liking the cum off of Linda's nose and then they kissed, it was so erotic that Jed felt his cock harden again. 

Judy pushed Linda on her back and began to eat her bald pussy, her ass raised before him and Linda told him to fuck her mom while she ate her and he moved in behind Judy and guided his cock between her legs. He thought for a moment about taking her ass, but decided that it wouldn't be good if she didn't ask for it, so he pushed forward into her hot, wet pussy. 

Her pussy seemed to vibrate as he slid in deeper and she began to fuck him back, her mouth noisily slurping on her daughter's pussy. He placed his hands on her ass as he fucked her, his cock gliding in and out and the two of them beginning to moan louder as they got more excited. Linda grabbed her mom's head as she thrashed her pussy against it; cumming all over her face and then Judy began to fuck back harder as her orgasm moved through her as well. It felt like his cock was in a vise as Judy milked him with her spasming pussy and he felt her juices flow over him. He was still fucking Judy when Linda slipped out and came behind him, reaching between his legs with both hands, working her mother's clit with one while lightly squeezing his balls with the other. 

It was more than he could stand and he shot his load into Judy, his moans drowning out all of the sounds in the room. Linda dropped to her back and slid underneath them both and he felt her hot tongue on him as she licked the two of them. As his cock came out, she grabbed it with her mouth, relishing the tastes of their lovemaking. After Linda was satisfied that she had him clean, she turned her attention to her mom and went to work on her sopping pussy, capturing his cum as it dribbled out. 

Jed dropped to his knees and buried his face in Linda's bald pussy as it gyrated from her eating her mom and he slid his tongue into her, tasting the remnants of her recent orgasm as he sucked them down. Eating a woman's pussy while watching her eat another woman's, much less her own mother's, was quite erotic to Jed and he soon sported quite a hard on. 

He broke from his pussy eating and slid his cock into Linda's teenage pussy, feeling its tightness as he drove deeper until his balls connected with her ass. She groaned at being filled up and her mouth worked feverishly on her mom as Jed fucked her pussy harder with each thrust until the slapping of his balls echoed through the room. This time, they all three came at once, multiple screams filling the room as they each exploded and Jed sat back on his haunches after that, his cock dripping as he watched the two of them exhausted. 

He got dressed and as he went to leave, Judy gave him two hundred dollar bills, "Thanks Jed. We miss Hank when he goes away," and she smiled and it hit him that the family was quite the threesome. He drove home, exhausted, and sat in his recliner watching television, thinking about what a lusty life he had suddenly acquired.

Mr. Fix-it



"Ahh Sunday and I get the apartment to myself. PERFECT," Beth thought to herself while blow-drying her long black hair. She sometimes was mistaken for being Native American because of her long straight raven colored hair that reached almost to the top of her ass, but in actuality she was Hispanic and her natural tan reflected her ethnicity. Beth was now a junior in college. She grew up in a fairly small town but had an air about her that was very worldly. Her apartment was one of the upper class apartments on campus. It had a living room with a kitchen area combined, two bedrooms and a complete bathroom. She lived there with three of her other friends. 

This weekend, however, two of her roommates had gone home with friends that had come to visit for a couple of days. The third roommate was an architecture major and would most likely be gone all after noon working on a project that was due soon. The evidence of a party was still in the living room, along with a futon that was folded out on the floor where people had crashed the night before. Beth floated about the room cleaning up bottles, cups, and spills from last nights festivities. When she got out of the shower she put on a simple, gray cotton sundress with spaghetti straps that resembled a long tank top that came down to about the middle of her slender thigh. The dress fit the curves of her body nicely and was snug enough to allow nice round cleavage to peak from the top even though she wasn't wearing a bra. Once the room was clean to her liking she flipped on the TV and plopped down on the folded out futon on the floor. It was more comfortable than the couches the school provided and she was feeling lazy anyway. 

Just then she sits up with a start as she hears a loud knocking at the door. "Who in the hell is that?" she wondered. Beth gets up from the futon and peaks out the blinds of the living room window to see whom it was. They lived on the bottom floor so it was easy to see who was at their door. Her eyes widened when she saw that it was Cole the maintenance guy. 

Cole had been working for the university for about three months. He started there over the winter break in January helping out around the campus to get ready for the students returning for the spring semester. Cole and Beth had a modest relationship that was restricted to smiles and flirty comments back and forth as one or the other passed by, their conversations never going beyond small talk. However, to any on looker the fire between the two was very apparent and crystal clear. 

With her heart pounding in her chest Beth quickly opened the door. Cole was a very tall black man with very broad well-defined shoulders, wide muscular arms, and a very handsome face. The day was on the warm side so Cole was wearing a plain white T-shirt that formed to his chest and arms very nicely, dark blue baggy carpenter jeans that were stained with paint and other things from his various jobs, and work boots. Beth's cheeks began to feel warm with embarrassment as she became vividly aware of how practically naked she was only wearing her short dress and a cotton thong underneath. The warmth spread through out her entire body at the sight of him before her. 

As speechless as Beth was she somehow managed to catch enough breath to speak, "Umm… Hi, what are you doing here? It's Sunday," she said.

"Well I was supposed to be by here on Friday but I got tied down with other work and I had other projects to do today, this was just one of them." As he spoke a very coy and shy smile spread over his lips as his eyes surveyed the beauty before him. He tried to stay as professional as possible even though he could feel a tingle of nervousness growing within him. He had always found her very attractive from the moment he set eyes on her. This could be why when his boss held up the repair request form for this room Cole nearly fell out of his chair reaching for it. 

"Well come on it, you can't do much good standing out there" Beth said with a big smile. She was determined to act as cool and smooth as possible. She made sure to open the door just enough to let him throw the door, as Cole passed through he swore he could feel the heat radiating from her body. The living room was surprisingly bright as the afternoon sun came through the closed blinds over the windows. As Cole walked further into the room the aroma of cleanliness from someone fresh out of the shower and the fragrance of flowers filled his senses. 

He was always easily aroused from the scent of a woman, and he could feel his heart beat race as blood rushed to his groin. However he was determined to maintain his composure through it all and walked coolly over to the kitchen table to set down his toolbox. As he walked Beth stayed by the door watching him walk. She stood there frozen watching every muscle and how it moved, especially focusing on his rounded buttocks through the back of his baggy pants. This was not helping her attempt at controlling the heat in her body that was now almost completely focused on the softest spots between her thighs. 

"Well since it's so dark in here I guess I should fix the light first" he remarked with a comical manner to his voice. Beth chuckled as she walked over and sat on the couch instead this time. She focused her attention back onto the TV hoping it would distract the thoughts of desire filling her brain. She turned the station to MTV, music always had a way of calming her down, but almost as if the station was playing a cruel joke on her MTV was having an afternoon long marathon of their sexiest videos. There before her on the screen were flashes of scantily clad women dancing and shaking all around. She almost instantly picked up the remote to try and change the channel. 

"Hey, leave it on that's a good song" the deepness of Cole's soothing voice sent shivers all over Beth's body. She could feel her nipples begin to harden as she glanced over to see what he was doing at that moment. Cole was standing on the table with his hands above his head fiddling with wires and such from the light fixture. 

With his arms stretched up like that it caused his shirt to tightened and give more definition to the muscles on his arms and chest. She loved the contrast of his dark skin next to the white of his shirt. "Hmm I have always been partial to dark chocolate," Beth thought silently to herself trying not to giggle out loud to the comment in her head. He had a smile on his face as his head bobbed up and down to the music from the TV. A small and polite conversation grew between the two over music and various artists that each liked and didn't like. 

Beth realized that she was getting hungry because she hadn't even had time to have breakfast yet. She got up from the couch and started walking across the room towards the refrigerator. Almost on instinct her hips started to sway more than usual causing the fabric of her dress to sweep seductively across her tender thighs. Cole couldn't help but get and eye full of her as she came almost gliding towards him. He watched perched from above as her breasts gently bounced up and down under the top of her dress. 

Goose bumps began to form as desiring thoughts of how soft those breasts must be to the touch started to swirl within his head. He secretly peaked over his shoulder pretending to work as he watched her open the refrigerator door and slowly bent down to retrieve something from the bottom shelf. His heart raced as her skirt lifted slightly as she bent down revealing the rest of her smooth tan thighs all the way to the bottom curve of her ass cheeks. He knew then that she had to be wearing a thong other wise he would have gotten a clear glimpse of panties if she were wearing any. Beth just new he was watching her and with a voyeuristic arousal growing inside her she prolonged her romp in the fridge pretending she couldn't find quite what she wanted. 
 Beth was notorious for teasing her lovers and boyfriends; having a man under her control always got her moist. With this new found teasing confidence she picked up a bowl of freshly cut strawberries and a can of whip cream. Closed the door to the refrigerator and with a bounce in her step walked back to the futon and plopped right back down knowing full and well her object of desire was watching her every movement. With a perfect view from above Cole could clearly see her hard nipples poking through the thin cotton of her dress as she passed by him. He focused enough energy to finish fixing the light in a fairly short amount of time, even though most of the blood in his body had left his brain and was now heading south feeding his growing erection. 

Cole jumped town off of the table right in front of the sink and making sure his back was to Beth. He quickly reached into this pants and swiftly performed "the belt trick" as it is sometimes known, and lifted his semi hard cock to lie up towards his stomach to hide an embarrassing bulge that could be seen. He reached behind him and grabbed his toolbox from off the table and set it down on the floor as he came to his knees to open the cabinet doors under the sink. Once opened all that was there was a small bucket that was collecting small drips of water coming from the pipes. Beth then began to explain about when the leak started and how all the stuff that was under there was now away in the closet. 

"Oh no problem must be a loose connection. No worries I'll have it finished in no time!" he said with bold tone as if he was a knight in shining armor coming to rescue his damsel in distress from the vicious drips from beneath the sink. Cole has always been a joker, but today he was laying it on extra thick to try and do anything to hear that sweet innocent giggle come from Beth. After opening his toolbox and shuffled around for the right tools he needed, Cole got down on his hands and knees to remove the bucket and flipped over on his back positioning himself next to the broken pipe. Trying to appear focused on the TV; Beth glanced out of the corner of her eye over to see Cole lying there with one leg bent up and the other stretched out in front of him. She could clearly make out the slight bulge in the center of his crotch, which sent goose bumps to form all over her arms and legs. She also noticed that he had a clear view of her from where he was laying and she was determined to make him beg for her. 


Beth reached for the bowl of strawberries and picked up one daintily with two fingers of one hand and picked up the can of whip cream with the other hand. She shook the can quickly and pressed the nozzle down knowing the sound of the cream splattering out would certainly get his attention. Sure enough the slurping sound of the can made Cole tilt his head downward right to Beth who was now slowly and very seductively licking the sweet cream from the end of the strawberry. He froze not even breathing, stunned at how sexy it was to watch her devour the small piece of fruit. Totally fixed on that image he had no idea that he was turning the connection of the pipe in the complete wrong direction causing a very steady stream of water that had been trapped to come spraying out all over him. 

The cold spraying water swiftly brought Cole back to reality and he immediately corrected his turn to stop the flow of water. His small cry of surprise startled Beth who saw the whole thing and immediately she jumped up and ran over to see if he was ok. Once she saw he had the water stopped and the total look of embarrassment she felt free to let out a bray of laughter causing her whole body to shake as she placed one hand over her mouth and another on her stomach. She then reached up above to grab one of the dishtowels that were stacked neatly on top of the refrigerator. Before she could do anything with it Cole was standing right in front of her, she froze as she stared at they way the thin white cotton of his shirt had almost become transparent to show the dark form of the muscles on his chest. Cole, not even realizing her frozen state, just stood up very embarrassed as he started wiping the water from his eyes. 

"Oh man, I'm so sorry. I just got water all over your floor and me for that matter. Sheesh what am I gonna do now? Look at me" Cole, said with a sly giggle trying to make light of the situation. 

Without hesitation, almost as if her mind had left her, Beth reaches out her hand with the towel and starts to softly wipe way the water from his neck. "I guess you're just going to have to take off that shirt and let it dry" Beth said, almost in a whispered voice as she took a small step towards him. Cole's eyes bent down to meet with hers and his breath quickened as he stared right into the fire that was burning in her eyes. It was then that he fully realized how much taller he was than her with him being 6'2" and her being barely 5'2." But the idea of a smaller woman brought out the idea of him being the dominant and was definitely turning him on even more. She pulled her hand away and watched him as he crossed his arms at the bottom of his shirt and lifted it swiftly over his head and laid it out over the back of one of the kitchen chairs. 

Her eyes dropped back to his chest as she watched a few beads of water flow around his shoulders and down his chest. Beth slowly let the dishtowel slip through her fingers and hit the floor. She then reached out with both hands and slid them up over his chest watching his pecs heave up and down with every breath he took. His skin was cool to the touch but getting warmer with every caress of her hand. She moved in closer now only inches from him and placed one of her hands behind his neck pulling his head down towards hers. Cole leaned in and wrapped his arms around her waist his hands just inches from her soft round ass. Their lips met for the first time, her lips were so soft and plush his erection was beginning to push against the inside of his pants. 

Their kiss deepened as his tongue began massaging hers. He pressed her body so close to his he could feel her breasts against his chest as her breath increased. Cole became bold with his excitement and moved his hands and cupped her soft round cheeks lifting up her skirt some so he could partially feel the baby soft skin underneath. A soft moan came from her mouth that was muffled with his just encouraged his touch further. His hand caressed up her sides to the bottom of her breasts, he stopped there for fear he had crossed a line and didn't want to offend her. Realizing his caution Beth placed her hand over his and moved it up so his hand could cup her breast completely. Her breast was almost the size of his large hand as he massaged it deeply. She gently broke from their kiss and let her lips nibble down so she could sink her mouth into his neck with a playful bite. This was a very sensitive spot on Cole and she could hear him moan softly and rub the large bulge of his pants against her thighs. She licked and kissed all the way up his neck to the bottom of his earlobe that she gently nibbled and sucked so sweetly. 

All of a sudden Beth pulled away from his hold and stepped back from him with a very playful and almost evil smile on her face. Completely out of his grasp she placed three fingers under the belt of his pants and pulled to lead him over to the open futon on the floor. With a playful push, Cole gently fell backwards onto the soft mattress of the futon. Beth crawled up his body with her hands barely touching the surface of his skin feeling each hair stand on end with every touch. She stopped at his chest, slowly taking the time to take each nipple into her mouth to flick it with her tongue and devilishly bite down. Her lips trailed lower down his body making a swirl pattern of licks and kisses across his stomach. 

While her tongue swirled in kisses, her soft fingertips teased his hips and lower stomach, as she would venture to let them slip under the waistband of his pants lower and lower. Her nimble fingers undid the button of his pants as she leaned in with her teeth taking hold of his zipper and unzipping his pants with her teeth. As her teeth undid his zipper, the feeling of her hot breathe through his boxers sent Cole's eyes to roll in the back of his head and for a low gasp to escape his lips. Slipping her hands under the top of both this boxers and his pants, Cole lifted his ass up off the futon high enough so she could slide them down to his ankles leaving him completely naked exposing his full 8 and a half inch cock. Beth's eyes grew so wide at the sight of his large toy begging her to play. 

She started with his hips, licking and caressing each moving from side to side. With each pass she made sure to let her soft plush lips to pass lightly over his shaft teasing him and bringing him just a little closer to total insanity. Beth flattened her tongue and licked the entire under side of his cock from the base all the way up to the very tip wrapping her lips tightly around the head. Her hand clasped around his shaft and her pussy shook with pleasure when she noticed her hand couldn't make it all the way around he was so thick. This also caused her to suck even harder on the head of his cock, licking up the little bit of precum that had started leaking out the top. 

Opening her mouth up as wide as she could, she slid as much of him as she could into her warm wet mouth. Her hand and mouth moving in synch with each other as she bobbed her head up and down over most of his cock. As her hunger grew she forced more and more of him down her throat, massaging every inch with her tongue. Her mouth had him so tight that she could feel the pulse of his body against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. His hand rubbing the back of her head and gently pushing her down with ever thrust, Cole watched her feasting on his cock with her tight ass stuck up in the air shaking with every stroke of her mouth. Beth heard Cole's moans growing more and more intense, but she didn't want him to cum this soon she pulled him out of her mouth. 

Before he knew what had happened, Cole felt her lips grasped the bottom of his neck and swept up as she positioned the soaked crotch of her thong over his throbbing manhood. His hands moved up along her silken thigh and around back to grab hold of two handfuls of her ass cheeks. Beth gazed in his eyes intensely as her arms crossed at her waste and she slipped her dress off over her head. As she threw it to one side she noticed the can of whip cream and the bowl of strawberries right next to her on the floor. Shaking the can with one hand and having a strawberry in her lips, Beth arched her back and sprayed the whip cream all over her supple breasts. As if acting under some sort of animal instinct, Beth started to grind her now very wet pussy over this cock as she began to smear the whip cream all around her chest. Some small drips of cream fell onto his stomach as she leaned in and he proceeded to eat the strawberry from her lips until there was no berry left only her lips and his. His tongue invaded her mouth massaging her tongue in a long passionate kiss as his hands kneaded her ass cheeks deeply. 

Not breaking the kiss, he takes her in his arms and rolls her over onto her back and he kisses lower to her neck. Then he begins to lick every drop of cream from her chest revealing the glistening caramel skin underneath. His mouth takes one of her nipples in and sucks deeply. Beth puts her hand on the back of his head and softly tells him to bite down hard, when he does her head rocks back and she gasps biting her lower lip. Her breasts appeared to swell as his hands rubbed them and he flicked and sucked each nipple. One of his hands sank down her body to the elastic in her thong and peeled the saturated fabric from in between her swollen pussy lips, down her legs, and tossed it to the side. 

The color of the thong was once light gray but now it was almost black having been drenched in Beth's sweet juices. Cole then picked up the can of whip cream and made a line of little drops of cream down her stomach and one on her soft mound, leading to the sweeter cream that was now dripping down Beth's legs. He teased her hips and thighs with his fingers as a pay back while his mouth licked up every bit of his trail leading to the delectable treasure he had longed to taste. Picking up another strawberry and placing it between his lips, Cole leans in brushing the insides of her silken thighs with his face. The aroma of her glistening pussy caused a wave of anticipation through his body right down to focus on his shaft. He slipped the berry in between her lips pressing it up against her clit and then began to eat with a hunger no woman has ever seen. He feasts on the luscious berry until there is nothing left but the juices from the fruit and her cream. As his tongue fiendishly runs in circles around her erect clit, a wave of orgasm sweeps over Beth and she can no longer hold back her scream of passion. Her back arches thrusting her pussy into his face as more cum begins to flow from her opening. 




Mr. Fix It



I had been asked my triflin' landlord to do something about the antiquated electrical system in the house I was renting from him for a while. He claimed he wanted to do it but couldn't afford it and asked me to be patient. He kept giving me one excuse after another when I told him what had broken down and nothing had been repaired. I had been patient but I had finally reached my limit. I got pissed every time I had to go down in the basement and trip the circuit breakers because I had used the microwave while the lights were on in the bathroom. Good Lord! 

Or if I used the raggedy ass washer and the microwave, once again, I had to make a trip to the basement. There were other little niggling problems with the house and I was really fed up so I started looking for a new place to live and gave my landlord the 60 day notice he requested. 

I was surprised when he showed up at the house begging me not to move and asked me to give him a list of the things I wanted fixed and he would try to get it all done. I said that wasn't enough. He gave me back the $500 pet deposit he had asked of me and promised he would not only fix the electrical system but would repair the Jacuzzi in my second bathroom AND install the multiple head shower I said I liked. 

That was enough. I said I would stay. 

He called me two days later and said that someone would be coming that next Monday that could do all the work I needed. He was a handy man who was a licensed electrician and plumber and could do all kinds of renovations. He had given him a good price to do all the work and he would let me know how long it would take him to do all the work I wanted. 

I teach college classes for an online based university so I work from home. My classes start about 4 p.m. and I teach until 8 each night. I also write curriculum and I am the head of my department so some days I work all day and others not much at all. 

It's how I like it. I have my weekends free and I don't usually go online till about 2 or so each day. This would be perfect because if he upgraded the electrical system, I could then upgrade my cable/internet and get a faster connection.

And maybe I could use my new blender. 

I have a big cuddly pit bull named Rock Star who is my the best dog ever. He doesn't think he's a dog. He thinks I belong to him and he is fiercely protective. He's cool with people he knows, but not so much with people he doesn't. He won't attack anyone unless I tell him to or he thinks I'm being threatened. He's been trained and he and I are best buds. I knew he wouldn't like having a man in the house much unless that man followed my instructions to the letter. Otherwise, Rock would be biting that ass and I didn't want that. 

On the appointed day, I got up early as the handy man was going to arrive at about 8 a.m. I was yawning as I didn't usually get up that early and I had stayed up late looking at old tv shows the night before. I made some coffee and decided I wanted some chicken and waffles and I was cooking when I heard the knock at the door. (Freakin' doorbell didn't work) 

I was wearing a lightweight floor length caftan that covered me well enough if you didn't count the low neckline and the slit up to my hips. I hurried to the door and there stood a giant - an absolutely gorgeous giant. He had to be at least six and a half feet tall and was rippling with muscles. 

His tee shirt was straining to cover his massive chest and his tight jeans were sculpted around his huge thighs. And he had that great big bulge in the front that I could barely tear my eyes from. He had long black hair pulled back in a pony tail, big chocolate brown eyes and he was tanned and gorgeous. 

I said he was gorgeous, didn't I? Well, he was. G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S.

He looked at me for a second and gave me a faint smile, asking, "Are you Miss Baker?"

I gathered myself quickly and said, "Yes, I'm Beth Baker. And you are Tino Mason?"

"At your service, mam," he said, politely. 

I let him in and he glanced around, "Your landlord gave me a list of things that need to be done here. I need to look around before I can give you an estimate of how long it will take. I hope you don't mind."

"No, it's fine. Come in and look around."

He smiled again and started his tour of the house. I went back in the kitchen and continued with my breakfast. I knew the scent of the frying chicken breasts was wafting through the house and I poured the waffles into the iron and got out my plate. 

I only needed one waffle but I had made enough batter for a few days. I poured a glass of orange juice and got out a bowl of cut fruit and put some in a smaller bowl and soon I was ready to eat. He came into the kitchen and I saw him gazing at my breakfast. 

"That looks good," he noted. "smells good too."

"Would you like some?" I asked. 

"No thanks, I ate before I left home. I do have some lunch and if you don't mind, could I put it in your fridge?"

"Of course!" I told him. 

He vanished and came back with a lunch box and took out some containers and put them in the fridge and went back to looking through the house. 

I was eating when he came back and leaned at the counter. 

He had made a list of all the things that needed repairing and he ticked off each thing and told me that he could handle it and in the end, it was going to take him nearly a month to get it all done. And then he asked me, "Is that all right with you, Miss Baker?"

"If you are going to be with me for that long, please call me Beth. Now one question -- are you afraid of dogs?"

I saw him straighten up almost imperceptibly.

"I'm not afraid of anything, Beth," he said.

"Good. I have a very protective pit bull named Rock Star who is out in the back yard and I'm going to let him in. He will have to get to know you and then he will be all right. But he's not going to be happy about you being here so you have to let him know you are no danger to me."

"I like pits. I understand. That's smart to have one like that. He's trained, I take it?"

"He is. I love him to death but Rock can be a bit much."

"Bring him on."

I went to the back door and Rock rushed in. He had already seen the truck and knew some damn man was in his house and he had to handle it right away. He ran in and stood in front of me, his hackles up.

"Settle down, Rock man," I said, soothing him, "Mr. Mason is a friend. He will be with us a while. He is ok. Say his name, Mr. Mason. Rock Star. Say it calmly and let him sniff you. He will be all right."

He knelt down and lowered his voice, "Hello Rock Star. You're a big pretty boy, aren't you? Come here, boy, let's be friends."

Rock looked at him for half a second and bounded across the room, his nubby little tail wagging and licked his hand, face and whatever else he could reach. 

"Wow. That was easy. Good thing you aren't the neighborhood rapist. He'd lead you to me. He isn't usually that friendly with men," I said sarcastically. 

"I love dogs and they love me. And I want you to call me Tino. None of this Mr. Mason stuff."

I smiled. "Deal."

I put some food in Rock's bowl and Tino went off and got to work. I looked at his big body leaving the room and started the first of the many fantasies I was to have about him. 

He had a magnificent ass. I hadn't noticed a ring on his fingers so he was probably single. And he was hot as hell. Whew. How was I gonna get any work done with this freakin' Adonis hovering around? 

He came back in the room and told me the first thing he would do was upgrade the electrical system. Once he did that, he could use his newer tools to do the rest of the work. He said he would have to turn off the electricity for a while each day and asked if that would be a problem. 

I told him about my teaching schedule and he said he would do the electrical work in the mornings so that it would be back on by the time I started working.

"What do you teach?" he asked me.

"English and American Literature," I said.

His eyebrows flew up. 

"Wow. I'm taking some classes next month. I want to get my degree."

"Where are you going to go?"

He was going to start taking classes at my school.

I smiled. 

"That's where I teach. I'll be glad to counsel you. I do that too. I help new students get started. You may already be on my list if you're starting next month."

"I hope so. It would be nice to know someone when I start. I'm a little nervous about it. It's been a while since I was in school."

"You'll be fine," I told him. "And I'll be happy to help."

And if his name wasn't on my list, I was going to have it put it there......

I finished my breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen and he came in to work on the lighting. I went in the living room to look at television while he was working. Rock curled up on the couch next to me as he always did. 

If he was going to turn off the electricity, the house was going to get pretty hot. I had a generator in the garage and I would need it in the house to keep it cool enough to tolerate. I'd go get some gasoline later. I also had a deep freezer in the garage and I would start moving some of the stuff out of the fridge out there so I wouldn't lose any food. There was another generator out there for it. Living in Florida in the hurricane zone made generators a part of life. 

Tino had a big truck in the driveway with all the things he did listed on the side of the truck. Good thinking, I thought. Apparently he got a lot of work. I heard him stop a few times and field phone calls. 

I went in my room and changed into a sun dress and he was in the kitchen when I went to get something to drink. I offered him some lemonade and he accepted. He was quiet as I puttered around in the house doing a few things.

He worked that day until 5 and he gave me a big grin when he left and he scratched Rock's ears and went home. I was busy with my students when he left and then that night I ran my errands and got things ready for the next day. 

I dreamed of getting my hands on that ass that night. And those eyes like brown velvet....wow. 

He came right on time the next day and got busy. Rock greeted him at the door demanding to be petted and he took enough time with him that I knew things would be all right with them. Rock liked him. 

I had some papers to work on and so I was working too. But I noticed him glancing at me as I worked. We didn't talk a lot that day but we were friendly with each other. I told him he was welcome to sit down and eat his lunch with me. He didn't have to go to his truck. 

He gave me a big smile and thanked me. I gave him a key so that he could get in each day and didn't have to wait for me to come to the door. I told him to remember to greet Rock when he came in so there would be no problems. 

I would not always be up when he wanted to start work so it was all right if he came in and got started. He thanked me for trusting him and said he would try not to bother me. 

For the next couple of days, he came in quietly, started work, and we talked a little. He was divorced. They just didn't get along. No kids. Same with me. He'd been in the Air Force. The man wasn't dumb. He liked the freedom of doing what he wanted and he always had a lot of work. But he wanted to get his degree and feel better about himself. 

He was good with his hands and he had learned to do a lot around the house from his father. His folks lived in Tampa and were retired. He brought a treat for Rock every day and he was firmly in Rock's heart. 

He was efficient and got a lot done. And he did it well. He was good. 

One day I was wearing a very light strapless dress because it was hot as hell. I prefer dresses when it's hot. I noticed he was looking at me a little harder and more than usual but that was ok. He was getting a lot done so I didn't mind. 

"Do you have a boyfriend, Beth?" he asked.

"Nah."

"Why not? You're a good looking woman."

"Thanks!" I said, looking up at him. "I don't know. I guess I spend too much time here at home. I just haven't met anyone that I like or that likes me."

He shook his head. "That's silly. But then, us guys can be silly sometimes when it comes to women."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" 

"No, I don't. I work too much. I'm too tired to go looking for dates when I'm off."

"You shouldn't have to go looking for dates, Tino. I am sure they are looking at you."

"Not really," he said. "girls down here are kind of superficial. I don't have enough money for most of them."

"And that is pretty silly too. Being a good man is better than being rich."

He shrugged those big shoulders and smiled at me. 

I was in the kitchen doing dishes when he came back into the kitchen. I didn't turn to see what he was doing but suddenly, he was behind me. I turned and he was looking down at me, his eyes dark and smoldering. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me, a ravaging, hot kiss that took my breath away. 

"Stay right there," he said, his voice husky. 

I leaned against the sink and gazed at him as he took his tool belt off and put it on the counter, He sank to his knees and pulled my dress up and pushed me against the sink. 

"I've wanted to do this since I first saw you," he murmured. 

I don't wear panties around the house and he smiled and leaned in and sniffed my pussy. 

"Oh fuck, I knew I smelled some sweet pussy on you."

I grasped the sink behind me and he spread my legs and stuck his fingers in and then lapped up the juice. 

"Jesus Christ, you taste good, baby!" 

I felt his tongue on my clit and I moaned and leaned back. Between his tongue and his finger, he brought me to climax. He turned me around and I bent over the sink and I heard his zipper coming down and his clothes shuffling and then the head of his cock pushing against my slit. I was wet and he slid it easily and he groaned, and started pumping. 

"Oh my God, my God, baby, this is some good ass pussy!" he gasped, "You are so fucking tight! Oh my God, girl, you're gonna make me cum so hard!"

My legs were shaking. He was pumping so hard and it felt damn good. I closed my eyes and held on for dear life. He stopped and lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom and dropped me in the bed and kneeling over me, took off his pants and pulled my dress off. 

"I want to suck your tits and then I will fuck you till you scream. Your tight little pussy is gonna be mine, Beth. Give it to me." 

I opened my legs and held his gaze. He took both my breasts in his big hands and licked the nipples and then sucked each one. Then he sunk that big ass cock in me again and for the next few minutes, the steady pumping inside me was heavenly. He was mumbling "oh yes, yes...fuck...yes..." over and over and I was squealing, moaning and pushing up to meet his strokes and we both came at about the same time. 

"I knew you would be good," he said, smiling. "It's going to be the best ever working on your house. I'm going to get to work on you and this tasty little pussy too."

He got up and took a shower and went back to work. I lay in bed for a bit, rather surprised by the stealth in which he took me, but delighted none the less. That had been totally unexpected. Rock crawled in bed next to me and licked my hand and I petted him. I suppose he wanted to know he was still my love. 

I called one of my friends that night and told her what happened. She immediately asked me for Tino's phone number "...to come do some work at her house too." I laughed and told her he was still mine for a couple of weeks or more. 

The next morning, I didn't hear him when he came in. I was in bed, just waking up when I heard him working. I just stayed in bed, dozing. 

I heard someone calling my name and I woke up and looked into his eyes. "Good morning, Beth," he said softly. 

"Good morning, Tino," I replied. 

He kissed me and I saw then that he had taken his clothes off and he slid into bed with me. He pushed my nightie up and fastened his sexy lips on my tit and I woke up for real then. His hair was loose and I pulled it back from his face and kissed his head. His fingers were pressing inside me and I was already awash in the pleasure he was giving me. 

"I thought you'd be a better breakfast than anything I had," he whispered. He sucked his fingers and poised his big body over me and his hardness was lying on my stomach. 

"Pussy is my favorite breakfast meal," he told me as he kissed his way down to it and went to work. 

"What a way to wake up!" I sighed. 

"I saw you in bed and I got so hard it hurt. I knew I had to wake you up right," he said. 

I reached for some baby lotion and took his cock in my hand and coated it with the lubricating substance. Tino had a huge cock and I would need that to comfortably get him in me. 

"Your hands feel good on my dick, baby," he said. "you wanna stroke me a little? I like that."

He rolled over on his back and I squeezed more lotion on him and took him in my hand and started stroking him. 

"Oh fuck...yes..." he moaned. 

I didn't think it was possible but he got even harder and then he mounted me and slid the head of his cock in me and looked down in my eyes.

"You like that, baby?" 

"Oh my God, yes," I hissed. 

"I like it too. This tight pussy is going to drive me fucking crazy!" 

I wrapped my legs around him and looked in his eyes and he said, "Beth, baby, fuck me. Please fuck me. Take my dick and fuck me."

And I did. It was amazing. This time, after we both came, I led him to the shower and we cleaned up together. He smiled at me, "Guess I gotta get this shower fixed so we can enjoy it more, don't I?"

After that, he showed up around 4 or 5 in the morning and we made love for hours before he started working. And then one night, he just didn't go home. Neither of us said anything, he just didn't leave. 

He brought his things over and I showed him where to put them and before he finished working he had moved in completely. I was delighted. And he was still working and getting the house done but now he was working on more than the house and he was taking his time. 

Tino wanted to make love every single day and that was fine with me. A few times during the day, he would come to my office, get on his knees and go down on me. That man loved eating pussy more than anybody I had ever known. I got used to that pretty damn fast. We were having hot steamy amazing sex every day. 

And he was slowly getting my house in order. He got the electrical work done pretty quickly. Then he brought in the new washer and dryer. He of course broke that in by putting me up on top of the washer and going down on me till I was screaming. 

And the day the landlord called him to see how things were going, we were in my bed and I was going to town on that cock of his. He could just barely talk but when he asked him how much longer he would be working, he managed to tell him, "Uh...well....I think I may need another week or 10 days....oh...yes, uh...yeah..."

I was taking long licks up the shaft and his eyes had rolled back up into his head. I had to laugh. 

It took almost a month for Tino to get the house completed. The landlord was delighted because he slashed the price in half because it had taken him so long to get it done. 

One morning, I went to my mailbox and my neighbor was out there and he walked over because he wanted to ask me something. 

"This guy Tino that did the work for your house, I hear he is good."

I smiled. "He is."

"I see his truck is here all the time. Do I need to call him to get him to do some work for me?"

"No, that won't be necessary. He lives here now. I'll go in and let him know you'd like to talk to him."

"That will be great, Beth! Thanks!"

"No problem!" 

I took my mail and went in the house. Tino would be glad to have another job. The last one had worked out really well.



Mr. Fix-it



"Hello and good day to you, this is Mr. fix-it, what can I fix for you today?" This is my practiced line for answering my work phone. 'Mr. fix-it' is the name of my business.

"Hello," Says the younger female voice on the other end of the phone call before continuing. "Mr.' Fix-it, do you know anything about dryers? Mine has stopped making heat and just tumbles wet clothes forever and will not get them dry. It has not been drying them like it used to and I have had to run it on high to get them dry lately. Can you help me out?"

"Electric or gas" I ask needing more important information.

"Oh, it's electric. I did not want to run gas out to the addition when I had it built."

"Sounds like the heating elements went bad. I can come right over and take a look at it for you," I say pushing to get the work.

The young voice says, "Great, 4253 Robin lane. Come strait up the drive and I will let you in through the garage. Continue through to the door at the back of the garage and the dryer is on the left inside the back room."

Soon the GPS has me traveling up the driveway and as soon as I park my van, the garage door goes up. I open the side door and pull out my small toolbox.

As I open the door at the back of the garage, I see the appliances right where the voice told me. "Hello" I say loudly trying to announce myself. 

Around the corner of an upright freezer, a woman walks into the room wearing a robe with a towel around her head and asks, "How much do you think it will cost me to get this fixed um... My names Lori may I have yours please?"

"The name is, Ben Colton, Mrs. Lori, I'm pleased to make your acquaintance." I say holding out my hand. Lori holds her hand out and I lift it and give it a kiss and say, "how may I be of service to you this good day?"

Lori is caught off guard by the chivalrous manner I use to greet her with and I can tell by her blush that she liked it and plays the southern bell by batting her eye lashes and saying "why Mr. Colton. I do declare that you are flirting with me." We both laugh at the humor of it.

As I am checking the dryer over, Lori says that she will be back shortly after I let her know the average cost of this repair with parts and labor is going to be $95.00 and that I could do what ever I needed to do to fix the machine. I have the machine torn down, all the old elements removed, and installing new ones from the van when Lori returns. 

What she says to me is lost as I just stare at the beauty before me. I can hear her voice but what she is saying is not registering as I try to take a good mental picture.

Lori is wearing short cut off jeans with a white blouse tied in a knot under her big tits giving them emphasis. Her auburn hair is long and flowing with gently curling curves that give it great body. Her tanned skin perfectly glows from her bare feet all the way up her smooth legs; her tummy is smooth until her breast break the plain with her two double D globes and her green eyes are mesmerizing.

"Mr. Colton, is everything alright?" Is what first registers and I shake my head yes.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Lori, I was just stunned by your sudden appearance, and I wasn't over the shock of having the right parts in the van is all," I say trying to cover myself. "It's a common machine and I carry elements with me just to save time; it's good for business."

"Oh, well I was just trying to find out how things where going but I can see you have it covered. Would you like a cold beer while you work?" She says.

"Thank you Mrs. Lori, I would enjoy a cold beer but, that will have to wait until I'm done with my work. Can't mix business with pleasure you know," I say with a new reason to finish this job quickly!

Then she says, "You know Ben, I get that same stupefied look all the time, but, you recovered very well. Most guys keep stumbling till they end up watching me walk away." While she is laughing, she adds, "I guess that's why I like older men; they always seem to have more control of themselves."

As I place the second new heating coil, I ask, "How old do you think I am Mrs. Lori?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe 40 or so?" She flatteringly guesses fishing for a true number.

One thing is for sure; she is younger than 40 and knows that I am older. I smile and tell her, "I'll be 50 in august," as I set the drum back down on the guide rollers inside the machine.

Lori looks pleased and says, "Ah, which explains the long hair and beard then. A lions got to have his main; and yours looks good on you."

Now it is my turn to blush and I come back with, "thanks Mrs. Lori, an old single guy like me needs to hear things like that occasionally"; the dryer is soon back together and ready to plug in and test.

I bypass the doors safety switch, turn on the dryer, and watch as both elements turn bright orange. I switch it to low and one goes black. I pull my bypass, close the door, and toss my tools back in the box as Lori sits on the utility table and watches me all the while with a smile on her face that warms my heart.

I write the bill in silence hoping Lori offers that beer again afterwards. She looks at the bill in one hand, pulls something out of her shirt pocket, and holds it out to me. I look and count three fifty's; she has over paid and I try to hand one back before giving her change back.

"No Ben, you keep that. This would have cost me twice that if I called the store. The last time when it was the washer I might as well bought a new machine with the amount I was charged and you did good, quick work with out trying to fix everything in site that still works; I appreciate it." Slipping off the table she adds "are you ready for that beer or do you have to run?"

"I think I could use a cold beer because my last call before yours was at noon two days ago; it has been a very slow week, so I'm free till it rings again."

Lori's face lights up "great! Why don't you lock your tools in your truck and come back and meet me on the other end of that hallway around the corner there?" she says as she points towards the freezer.

I smile back and say, "Okay, give me a minute and I'll be right back." Turning with my box in hand, I walk through the garage and soon place it in the van. I look at my face in the mirror on the door and head back inside.

Walking out the end of the short hall, I see it is the kitchen. Two stools set pulled back from the breakfast counter and a frosty pair of bottles sets between them. I help my self to the sink, wash my hands, and dry them with paper towels as I look around the kitchen.

Their is a large puzzle covering the table, and several animals are assembled and scattered around the center of a frame with a building of some sort being worked on.

Lori walks in and she is now wearing sweat pants with a matching top. She takes a seat and pushes a beer over and says "Have a seat Ben, I see you looking at my pastime over there. Do you like puzzles?" 

"Life is a puzzle Lori and when you get to be my age you'll be able to figure them out pretty quick," I say as I sit with her.

"Oh yeah Ben, have you figured any puzzles out since you've been here?" She asks.

"Sure did, since that's the third outfit you've had on in the last hour, I am betting I will be back to service the washer some time soon," and twist the cap off the bottle and take a big pull from it.

Lori uses an opener on her beer and comes back with, "And I bet your already thinking about what parts you need to carry around so you can fix it," and takes a good pull from her bottle.

I smile and say, "I fix a lot of appliances, yours is a common model so I have a timer, valves and transmission in the van right now. It is good for business not to have to run after common parts. I saved an hour of labor not having to drive after parts for your dryer today."

A few more hours pass as we talk about our lives while fitting pieces into her puzzle. She is a widow and lives by herself. No kids; her husband passed a few years ago from an auto accident while he was out of town doing business. Moreover, I have her by something over ten years in age.

As Lori retrieves a fifth round of beers she asks, "would you like a shot of something special I have at my bar Ben?"

"Sure Lori, this is turning out to be a special day so why not," I answer with a smile.

She has me follow her into another room with a large screen TV on one end and a bar on the other. She walks behind the bar, lifts up a clear unlabeled bottle of something, and pours two shots. She lifts hers, I lift mine, and we hold them together.

"Here's to completing puzzles; may the pieces always be there," Lori says and we down them together.

It goes down smooth and I ask, "What was that? It is good!

Lori smiles and says, "It's a secret so I can't tell you. Would you like another one?"

"Sure," is my answer and Lori pours us another round.

She lifts her glass and says, "It's your turn to toast Ben."

I pick up my shot and think for a moment before saying "here's to always fitting the last piece of the puzzle." The second one goes down the same as the first and we set our empty glasses next to each other on the bar.

As the shots do their work on us, Lori walks out from behind the bar and picks up a remote. She points it at the corner where the equipment is, the room fills with soft music, and she sets it back down. Suddenly this woman is softly swaying and spinning.

She stops and holds out her hand and says, "Dance with me Ben." 

I walk to her and take her hand. She moves in and I place my other hand on her side; it seams that with each step she moves in tighter to me and soon has her head resting on my chest. For three songs, we just sway back and forth as well as spinning circles in one place. 

Before long she has her arms wrapped around my waist and mine are lying around her shoulders and across her back and my cheek is resting on her head. She slowly tilts her head back and our lips make contact.

The touch is electric and my whole body tingles with excitement as I feel her tongue press on my lips. The world disappears soon after and time seams to stand still waiting. I feel Lori's hand feeling for the hard lump in the front of my pants and I feel her moan into my mouth as she breaks the kiss and pulls her head back.

Looking into my eyes, she pulls her body back away and says, "It's getting warm in here. I may have to have you look at my air-conditioner; just not right now." With out warning she pulls her sweat suite top over her head and just as quickly, she sheds the matching pants. 

All I can say is "WOW, I think I've died and gone to heaven." She is now wearing a black silk teddy with red lacey ribbons and I stare in amazement as she twirls around and drops to her knees in front of me.

"Let's see if we can make you a bit more comfortable now" and reaches for my belt. Soon she has my pants down and looks up at me smiling as she pulls down my boxers.

As my cock springs free she kisses the tip and says "hi there, what has gotten you all excited, could it be little old me?" And my cock twitches up and down as if it's saying yes to her and in reply she says "why thank you sir" and I close my eyes as her lips wrap around the knob and slide down the shaft.

Lost in a world of ecstasy from her skilled tongues work, I feel her break contact and hear her saying, "Why don't we take this to the bed room and get a bit more comfortable" as she wraps her hand around my cock and shaking it for emphasis. 

She stands to kiss me again and starts unbuttoning my shirt. I kick my shoes off and step out of my pants while helping her with a few buttons. Soon she pushes my shirt back over my shoulders and as I reach my arms back to pull it off my arms, I can feel her pulling the band out of my ponytail.

Slowly she moves towards the bar and picks up her beer and quickly sets it down saying, "I think that beer is hotter than I am; I'll get us another round while you pour us another shot"; and disappears through the kitchen door.

She soon returns with new beers and stands across from me at the bar. She picks up her glass and says, "Here's to new friends and happy endings," and our empty glasses hit the bar with a doubled knock. She picks up her beer and waves her hand for me to follow her.

She opens a door and all I see is darkness inside until she turns on a lamp. She sets down on the king size bed and rolls to give me room. I lay next to her and she attacks me with a passionate kiss. 

My hands roam all over her firm body. As I cup her breast in my hand, she practically sucks all the air out of my lungs sucking in a deep breath. I pull on a tiny ribbon and the shoulder strap loosens. I continue pulling it and soon her left tit is in the open air.

We look into each other's eyes as I lower my mouth to suck in her large hard nipple. As my tongue makes contact with it, Lori lets out a deep throaty growl. As I work on devouring her tit, I feel her hand trying to lift my head up. Our lips meet; we share our passion with out words.

She wraps her arms around me and pulls me in tightly as my free hand wanders downward. As I run my fingertips across her lower belly, she raises her hips to make her pussy contact my fingers and she lets out a soft scream muffled by our kissing. My fingers catch a gap and I pull the snaps apart and return to rub the smooth shaved wetness revealed by the new opening.

I rub my middle finger up the center of her pussy and she screams as I feel a gush of warmth as I make first contact with her clit. Lori seams to melt into her pillow as I bring my hand up and suck her orgasm from my finger. Lori opens her eyes a little and smiles as she discovers what I am doing.

"If you like that I have more for you," she softly whispers. I start my move to get between her legs and she says, "Lie on your back so I can have some fun too baby"

As I roll on my back across the bed, she literally rips the teddy off her body and tosses the ruined garment behind her as she crawls towards my cock. Her leg drops beside my head as her warm mouth engulfs my awaiting cock head. Above me is the most beautiful pussy in all the world and I attack it with a lust filled vengeance. 

Lori's clit is as large as her nipples and I center my attention on it. As I suck it and lash at it with my tongue, Lori takes my cock down her throat. Never before has a woman taken me down her throat and I can feel my balls telling me I'm close and I wonder if I should let her know.

She pulls back, swirls her tongue around the head, and drops back down until her nose is pushing into my balls. Then she does a few quick up and down strokes so she is fucking me with her throat and I push her hips up to tell her I'm about to cum and she pulls back and sucks hard on the knob till my cock explodes against her swirling tongue. 

With out stopping she pushes her pussy back down and I start fucking her with my tongue. As I shoot my second and third volley into her sucking mouth, she starts rubbing her pussy against my face hard and I feel a sudden rush of hot liquid shooting into my mouth.

Soon we are lifeless in a pile on her bed and she rolls off me breathing heavily. I quickly scramble to get face to face with her and she seams shocked when I kiss her again. As our tongues play, I reach down and start to play with her pussy again.

I feel her reach down and grab my cock and she pulls her head back and asks "are you still hard or hasn't it gone down yet?"

I touch the tip of my nose against hers and answer, "Baby, your so damn hot it may never get soft again."

"Wait" she says with shock on her face. "You're telling me you can go again?"

I just smile and tell her "I may not have a set of six pack abs but I carry a six shooter where ever I go."

With new life, Lori pushes me on my back and rises to a standing position over top of me. She looks down at me saying, "This is something I have wanted most of my life Ben. I am thirty-eight years old and I have only had sex with one man. I gave him my virginity to prove how much I loved him at fourteen. Four years later, I took his name and loved him for another sixteen while he was alive. The past four years I have lived on his memory but I have prayed for some one who could give me a round two." 

She slowly lowers her ass until her pussy is hovering right over my cock. She takes hold of my cock and guides it into alignment and softly making contact. She rubs me back and forth; mostly against her engorged clit before slowly lowering all the way down the shaft.

Lori looks up at the ceiling and yells "Thanks God for answering my prayers"!

I feel no resistance as her hot, glove tight pussy slides over me with a smooth grip. Still resting at the bottom she says, "Let's let this soak in for a moment so I can get used to your size baby." Lori leans down for a kiss and continues, "The length is fine, but you're definitely bigger than my toys." As we kiss, I can feel her flexing her muscles around my cock and it feels like she is milking me.

My turn to break the kiss "what are you doing to my cock in there angle?"

She giggles "what, this?" and does it again only with a stronger intention and it feels like she wants to suck my whole body into her pussy before letting go! As she pulls hardest, I let out a loud moan comparable to what must have been a primal scream it feels so good to me.

Lori giggles like a schoolchild with the most beautiful look on her face when I can finally open my eyes to look at her. As soon as our eyes make contact she sticks out her tongue and does it again with a quicker grip and release cycle and it feels like she is fucking me with out moving sending me in to orgasmic bliss. As my cum starts to shoot out of my cock her whole body trembles with her own orgasm and she screams with a lust filled growl like I have never heard.

Lori settles and lays on me and straitens her legs out. She draws little circles around my nipple before rolling over onto her back; not realizing my rock hard cock is still inside her. With a startled realization of this, the look on her face turns to one of shocked bewilderment with her mouth wide open.

"Oh, my, god, are you still hard" is spoken as she grabs my hard on making sure she is not dreaming.

"You're only up to two dear, I've gone as far as six on occasions so do you think you can keep up?" I say as I rollover and start kissing her more. 

As we kiss, I can tell she is regaining her strength. Our hands roam freely over each other's bodies with a slow pace getting to know every inch we can reach. Lori feels so soft and smooth as I explore her skin.

After awhile, she pushes me back over onto my back looking down at me. She plays in the wet hair around my cock, says, "I think some one needs a little cleaning work done," moves down so her face is right over my cock, and lifts her hand up for inspection.

"Yes sir. I sure made a big mess down here would you like me to clean it up for you?" With out an answer she engulfs my entire cock with one smooth dive until her lips reach bottom. Slowly she comes back up and off me and licks my cock like an ice-cream stick as she positions her self between my legs. She dives down and starts licking my balls before working her way up through my pubes.

Stopping at the top, she looks up, "Please shave this for me," gives me a wink before deep throating me again.

I rest my head back into the mattress and say, "I'm going to need a little help with that baby; I've never done that before."

After fucking me with her throat for another moment, she lifts off. "Not a problem as long as I can have this beautiful cock again sugar" and starts licking my balls again before working up the other side of the cock she holds firmly. She moves up my body with her mouth stopping to lick my nipple.

Seeing how I react to this she reaches up to give me a quick kiss. "Now where was I? Oh, I remember, I was going to ride this cock here." She rises slowly so she is standing over me and squats downwards.




Mr. Fix-it



With more proposed action, she is soon resting with my cock completely inside her pussy. This time she starts to raise and lower her ass in slow and even bounces. I look up at her over her jiggling tits and reach up to take one in each hand.

Lori tilts her head back and screams, "pinch my titties Ben, pinch my titties for me" and as I do she yells "harder Ben, harder"!

As I pinch down, I roll them between my fingers, and she yells, "Pull my titties Ben, and pull my titties hard. Yes, that's it Ben, keep doing that"! Frantic with lust, Lori's pace quickens and we share a world of bliss.

She can tell I am getting close to Cumming by the sounds I am making and starts yelling "oh yes Ben, give me number 3." "Come on baby, cum for me."

I am thrusting up to meet her half way with each bounce while still pulling on her nipples. Something about the way Lori looks with her red hair flying all over the place that starts my balls tingling deep down inside. With each thrust, the feeling grows stronger along with my cries of ecstasy drowning out the wet sounds of great sex.

With a deep gutted growl, my cock erupts with liquid fire deep inside Lori's burning pussy. As she screams a howl, the neighbors have to hear, I feel a flood of hot liquid's spill down my cock and balls. Lori collapses on top of me and somewhat slowly rolls to her side; I think she may have passed out she is so relaxed except for the growing smile on her lips.

I lay still as the bliss of the after glow wanes away enjoying the feel of Lori in my arms. I rub Lori's back and replay the day in my mind from the moment my phone rang with the most contented feel I have enjoyed in years and mumble "I could get used to this."

Lori lightly giggles as she says, "Yeah, me too Ben. What would you like for breakfast?"

In my sated bliss I answer, "You." 

As I wake in the near darkness, I begin to remember what we did and reach across the bed to see if I am alone. My hand makes contact with warm skin and I turn my head to see if it is the beautiful goddess, I remember or someone else. When my eyes focus, Lori is looking back at me with a growing smile.

"How did your nap go in this stranger's bed," Lori asks.

"I slept so well," I say smiling as I stroke Lori's soft skin as I continue. "The last things I can remember are you collapsing on top of me after, um... I don't think we're strangers after getting to know each other last night like we did."

Lori lets out a giggle saying. "Last night. It is not even midnight yet dear. I have been lying here watching you nap and I have to tell you that it pleases me to know that you do not snore. Mark, my late husband, could really make some noise when he slept."

Feeling the need, I ask, "Where's the bathroom"

Lori says "that door over by the tall dresser" as she points in the direction.

I through back the sheet lying over me and make my way to the door. After I have washed up I open the door and Lori pushes me right back and asks "would you like to join me for a shower Ben" as she starts turning the knobs on the wall in the walk in shower.

I walk in as the water starts spraying from multiple showerheads. I stand with my face to the wall and enjoy the feeling of the day rinsing off my body. I turn and let the water do its cleansing on my back as I get a little soap from a dispenser on the wall.

"It's good to know that thing does get soft once in a while Ben," Lori says with a happy sounding voice and the sweetest sounding, little girlish kind of giggle I've ever heard,

"Well I like the sound of your giggles when you talk to me. I like the way this feels so damn comfortable; standing in the shower with a woman I know so very little about and wanting to know as much as you're willing to tell me."

As my words eco off the tile walls I open my eyes after clearing the water and Lori is standing under the spray with her head tilted back with water cascading down her chest and abdomen. Quickly I guess she might wear an E cup the way her large, young tits are sticking out with the relaxed nipples pointing strait at me. She has a full size frame so they look right on her.

She has that perfect full figured hourglass set of hips that flair out in coke bottle fashion. Her Mons is shaven smooth and slips into the groove between her legs. That groove runs right back up the center of her Mons running a thin strait line up with it.

Lori brings her chin down and wipes the water from her eyes before looking back up at me. I continue with the end of my list, "And I love they way you look when your wet baby." Lori walks the few steps across the shower and never breaks eye contact. She wraps her right hand around the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss so hot it makes my heart race.

I feel her hand wrap around my hardening cock before giving it a light rub with the tips of her fingers. As our tongues play, I can feel her cupping my balls and doing the same soft caress with her fingertips. Breaking the kiss, she says, "I think it's time to clean this guy up," as she gives my cock a long stroke until she and her hand are gone.

I hear her going through drawers and soon she returns with an arm full of towels and a few chrome objects. She pushes me back against the wall between two showerheads and drops the stack of towels. 

Lori squats down and adjusts the stack of wetting towels before kneeling on them. I watch as she slowly gets a lock of hair and snips it off with a shears. Before long, she has my pubic hairs reduced to long stubbles, and she picks up the pile she collected and stands to walk out of the room saying, "Rinse off Ben."

She returns quickly with a razor and a can of shave cream and returns to kneeling on the towels. As I move back to my place, she leans in and kisses my hard cock, says, "You are being such a good boy, I may have to give you a surprise later," and quickly sucks it into her mouth. I can feel her sucking on it as she pulls back and off with a loud popping sound that reverberates off the tile walls.

She sets the razor down and fills her hand with jell. She rubs it over the stubble above my cock and covers me with cream down to my nuts. Slowly she works with the falling water droplets splashing all around us. I watch with wonder as she removes the cream with each stroke revealing smooth skin I have not thought about since I waited for the hair to start growing from it like every young man does.

Before long, she is turning more jell into a lather for a second run with the razor. As she works it around, my cock starts to get soft and she looks up and smiles at me before sucking it back in giving it new life. Again the shower echoes with a loud pop as she pulls back saying "we'll be done soon and then we can play some more; would you like that" and my cock twitches up and down for her and she giggles.

Soon she directs me to rinse off as she leaves the shower again telling me to shut the water off and join her out in the main room. As I walk out she tosses me a towel and we dry in near silence.

Finishing first Lori leaves after giving me a quick kiss. I walk out turning off the light and there is Lori on the bed with her ass pointing at me up in the air. She looks back and says, "It's your turn to do the fucking Ben so get over here and fuck me right."

I move to the bed and walk up behind her on my knees till my cock rests at her waiting pussy. As soon as she felt me, her hand guides me in and I feel her pushing back so I push in until my cock is gone. I pull back slowly and push in hard enough to make Lori moan.

Soon the room fills with the sound of wet slopping smacks as we collide repeatedly. Mixed with that are our grunts and moans as we race towards bliss. Once while I was pounding away, Lori screamed a high-pitched squeal as her pussy clamped down on my cock stopping me from movement until she let me loose to continue.

When I started fucking her again the sounds she's making changed to deep grunts matching my pace. With what sounds like great effort she yells, "Fuck me you bastard, fuck me raw. Make it hurt!" I pull back my hand and give her ass a slap and it is as if I set off a powder keg.

Lori screams a long and loud, "YES," as a sudden stream of hot liquid hits my balls. Then her pussy starts pulling and releasing my cock quickly in repeated fashion. With out warning of any kind my cock shoots out cum and it is like lightning bolts striking each time it squirts. 

Lori wakes me asking if I am okay and the first thing I want to know is, "Am I dead?"

"No silly, you past the fuck out. Are you okay?" she asks again sounding concerned.

"Yeah, I'm okay. That's a good thing too Lori because I thought you killed me for a minute there," I say starting to laugh.

The look of concern turns to a smile as she smacks my chest and says, "Mark never past out on me like that before Ben. I am the one who usually does if I am lucky. I woke up and you had me pinned. I had to roll you off me."

Looking at the ceiling, I feel Lori's head come to rest on my chest and I move my arms to hold her with a tender squeeze. I look at the clock and tell her, "It might have something to do with us not eating since before I got here."

Lori lifts her head and rolls to face me with that beautiful smile. "What would you like dear; there has to be something open around here somewhere." she says.

"Who wants to get dressed to go out? Do you have some eggs?" I ask.

"Sure but I'm not cooking tonight," Lori says.

"I'll cook for us. How does a scrambled omelet sound" I ask.

"So you can cook too? Your just chocked full of pleasant little surprises, aren't you Ben," Lori says as she sits up.

After finding me a robe that fits, we end up in the kitchen. I look through the fridge and freezer pulling out this and that and placing them on the counter. I turn on a burner and take a large frying pan off the hanging rack.

Lori watches in still silence as I cut up a few hot dogs and a piece of roasted chicken and put the pieces in the pan with a little oil. As the pan sizzles, I turn and say, "Bowl," and Lori points to a door over the counter. I choose one and place it on the island and begin cracking eggs open with one hand. 

About the fourth egg, I look up smiling at Lori when she says "impressive."

"Hold on it gets better," I say with a chuckle. I get the chefs knife from the block and start cutting up a green pepper. I soon have the seeds out and cut into strips. I turn the stack and soon have a pile of green chunks and I use the wide blade to scoop them up and drop them in the pan. The pan is cast iron so I use the knife blade up to stir things around some.

While I tend the pan, Lori moves behind me opening and closing a drawer. I turn to see an onion on the cutting board. Three cuts and I have two halves and with a quick peal, the skin is gone, I slice them into thin slices and they soon turn to a pile of smaller pieces.

As they join the group in the pan, I turn back to the eggs and add milk. I get the whisk from Lori's hand as I steel a quick kiss. Soon the eggs are in the pan and I take a wooden spoon from a rack on the wall to stir them. 

As I work, Lori places plates on the counter behind me. As the eggs scramble I turn down the heat, sprinkle cheddar cheese on them, and give them a final stir before shutting the pan off. I take the plate next to Lori's and scoop up a pile of the egg mixture onto it. I replace the one in front of her. Grinning, she dives her fork onto it as I return to fill my own plate.

I sit next to Lori and eat my eggs waiting for her to say something. After she eats about half of what I gave her, she sits back with a mouth full of food and looks me strait in the eyes. She swallows and says. "You're the first man to cook for me Ben. This is amazing, and I can't even imagine what you will surprise me with next," and quickly takes another bite as she gets up to get the milk from the counter.

She sits down with the milk and looks around a second before just drinking from the jug. "Can't find a glass," I say.

"Gnaw, besides, they way we've been swapping fluids the past 12 hours I see no point in worrying about it now," and giggles as she passes me the jug.

"I like how you think girl," I say before I take a long drink from it.

As Lori places the dishes in the sink she says "come on lover boy, let's go to bed."

I follow behind her and say "I thought you would never ask" and again I hear Loris little girl giggle as I watch her ass sway back and forth.

Lying in her bed with her warm body snuggled up to my side I finally ask Lori, "When did you put the teddy on," as her head comes to rest on my chest.

"Oh that." is what she says first. "When you recovered so well from seeing me in my cut offs Ben. I came in here to change again and when I saw it hanging, I pulled it out and slipped it on. Then I covered it with the sweats to hide it. I just had a feeling or maybe it was just a hope that you would be the one to end this lonely girls curse."

"Curse," I ask trying to make sense of it as I softly caress Lori's shoulder.

"Yes Ben, my evil curse of striking beauty that sends every man I meet into a tailspin every time I set my attention on one. I walk through stores with my head down so I do not make eye contact with men.

Three years ago I walked up and said hello to a handsome guy I wanted to get to know and when he looked up from the paper he was reading and looked at me, he lost all control of what he was doing and spilled a hot bowl of soup on his own lap.

Two years ago, I walked up to a man and said hello and he forgot what he was doing and chopped two of his fingers off with the tool he was using to build my new addition out there with.

Last year, my girlfriend fixed me up with a man. When he walked into the restaurant and saw me, he stumbled and fell over a table he walked into breaking his arm.

I once opened the door for a pizza deliveryman in the same outfit you saw me wearing hoping I could seduce him. The young man literally wet his pants, handed me the pizza and ran to his car with out even taking my money; I was so damn horny I cried for an hour.

Most men I talk to turn into stumbling fools or develop a stutter when they talk to me. Nevertheless, I am grateful you are different Ben. You saw me and had the usual kind of reaction but recovered so well I just had to have your cock in me.

I had to see if you could survive the curse and make it this far and now; being by my side relaxes you after us screwing our brains out! Can you imagine what this means to me Ben?"

"Wrapping paper with ribbons and bows is how I look at outer appearances. What truly maters is the gift hidden within the wrappings.

Like you, I have prayed for this. Even though I do not really even know you, I think I am falling hard for the gift hidden inside your lovely wrappings. In addition, maybe, just maybe, those other people might have failed because of the alignment of our separate prayers guiding us too be together like this.

I too have dealt with such a curse Lori, just in the opposite way. Most girls keep a distance between themselves and me. I have had a few women get close enough to give me a chance but none has made me feel like they wanted me around as you have.

None of them would have shaved me with the intent of enjoying a, 'next time.' Therefore, the answer is, yes Lori; I think I do know what this means to you because acceptance means just as much to me as it does you."

I kiss the top of her head and add, "I just hope the comfort I feel laying here next to you never ends."

"I do not want this to end either Ben," Lori says as she rubs her fingers around my chest in a slow circle.

I hug her in my arm and say, "We should just act like we are married as we get to know each other. Let's be a team and just grow into it naturally."

I hear that little giggle, Lori says, "the puzzle's on the kitchen table are not negotiable; that is why the counter is there."

"Okay, that is fine with me. Just don't get upset if my tools take over the garage," I counter.

"I love you Benjamin."

"I love you Loretta."