The Handy Man - Sex Stories

The Handy Man

Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories.... I pulled into the small driveway. I looked around. The Royals lived in a nice neighborhood. I got a call from them last night before I went to bed. Mrs. Royal best friend - Mrs. Diane Smallwood. Gave her my number. I just got done remodeling the Smallwoods house. I did some small repairs around there old house. I fixed up the spare bedroom. I remodeled another room into a new baby room. Mrs. Smallwood is expecting any day now. I originally was called to put on a small wooden back deck in the back of there house They loved my low rates and expert service. That was close to 9 months ago and 5 remodeled rooms later. I tucked in my tight black wife beater shirt. It molded over my athletic 6ft 4inch frame. I put my tape measure inside my front pocket on my knee length tan cargo shorts. I had a new pair of tan work boots on. I fixed my short hair as I opened the driver side door. I walked up to the front door. I knocked twice before I saw the door knob turn. "Good morning sir. You must be Mr. Kelly?" said a male voice. I tilted my head down. There was a young man standing in the door way. He was maybe 25. He was about 5ft and weighed about 100lbs. "I'm Sam Royal. This is my wife. Alice.. Alice!! Where are you? The handy man is here. Hurry.." said Mr. Royal. He moved. I then heard some wooden clogs tap on there new wooden floor getting closer. "Hi!" said a very pregnant woman. She was holding the door knob with her left hand. Her right hand was ...

... on her hip. She was wearing tight white booty shorts, that were two sizes to small on her thick thighs and huge ass. She was wearing a tight purple halter top. It had a big scoop in the front. Showing off her extra, extra large breast. I could see her cheetah print bra trying to keep her huge breast from flopping out of her halter top. She had a big gold hoop belt that fit tight around her perfectly round stomach. It matched her small gold hoop earrings. Her dirty blonde hair hung down to her shoulders. She had fiery red lips to match her long finger nails. I glanced down to see her toe nails were painted red. She was wearing 4inch cheetah print wooden clogs. I smiled. "Hello..Nice to meet you. You have a very nice house." I said. "Come on in honey. Don't be shy. We don't bite. Any trouble finding the place?" said Mrs. Royal. "No!" I said. Mr. Royal closed the door behind his wife. He then lead us into there living room. "How's Diane? We heard she is do anytime now. I can't believe there having a baby. We thought they had given up. With Mr. Smallwood shooting blanks. Listen to me. Gossip Gossip. My husband calls me the gossip queen." said Mrs. Royal. I smiled. "Your right. She is do anytime now. There suppose to call me when she goes into labor. I'm there emergency contact. So what are you folks looking to do with your new house?" I said. They smiled. "We were hoping you could fix a few loose doors. Maybe remodel the kitchen and our master bath. We also love to add a hot tub ...