The Handyman Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Handyman Part 2

... soaked up the vision standing before him and the positive energy of my bubbling welcome. “Well, aren’t you in a happy mood this morning!” he exclaimed after I welcomed him inside. “Well, I have reason to be.” “And why is that?” he asked. “Because my favorite handyman is here to work on my house today,” I answered, bubbling with excitement. Phil was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, work jeans and work boots. His eyes told me that he liked the way I was dressed when he walked in, and by the way he looked at me I could tell this was going to be a good morning. “I got a fresh pot of coffee on, Phil,” I said sweetly as I led him into the kitchen. “I could use some,” he said and set his heavy tool box down on the kitchen floor. “Are you referring to the coffee…or me?” I teased as I turned to face him. “A little bit of both, baby…but I better get some work done first before I get to you,” he teased in return. I gave my handsome handyman a pouty look. “Don’t you think the house can wait?” I asked him while I filled his mug. “Wow, you are a horny little thing this morning,” he commented over my eagerness. Moving closer, I handed him a mug full of black coffee, the way he liked it. “I’m always horny for you, honey. Sure you don’t want me to stir it with my finger and sweeten it up a little for you?” I asked when I handed it to him. “Depends on where that finger’s been,” he remarked with a chuckle. He was smooth with his answers and I wasn’t sure who was seducing who at that moment, but I ...

... was officially upgrading this morning from good to great. I couldn’t help myself any longer and ran my hand over those firm pecs hidden by his loose t-shirt. “Are you sure you want to get started with the kitchen right away?” I asked, looking up at him with batting eyes. “Business before pleasure,” he said with a sly grin on his face. I was sure he was simply enjoying the part of teasing me since I was putting myself right out there for his taking, so since he was playing hard to get I kicked it up a notch. “Well…okay then. I’m off to take my morning shower… all alone… no one to wash my back,” I teased in hoping to change his mind. “But you go ahead and get started with your work in here,” I added before heading down the hall to the bedroom, making sure he noticed my ass swaying suggestively along the way. I left the bathroom door wide open and dropped my dress. Then, after getting the shower water at just the right temperature, I stepped inside and closed the shower door. As the water pinged against my body all I could do was dream of Phil in the other room with hopes that he would soon be stepping into the shower with me. It wasn’t long at all before I heard his work boots dropping with a thud onto the tile floor and I knew I had him. I smiled with my back to him, pretending like I didn’t know he was watching me through the glass door. When the shower door opened I gasped with mock surprise as he stepped in behind me. “I guess I can hold off with the work a bit,” he said as ...