Handyman

It’s in our DNA, it’s something we may call an animal instinct. The following story details how, through infatuation, I fell for the handyman and let him do as he pleased to my body.

 

It was a hot summer day, and I was trying to chill in my house, trying to stay as cool as possible. It seemed like an impossible mission, considering that my fan had broken. I was quite hopeless about this, because I could not buy a replacement anytime soon, and since I was on vacation I needed to wait to get back to working schedule to save for a new one. I had to take multiple showers a day.

 

I went to take my usual 3rd shower in the day, at around 1 p.m just after cooking lunch, so I was really hot by then, for standing in front of the range for an entire hour cooking. I strip of my clothes as I walk into the bathroom, letting them fall on the ground slowly. I look at myself on the mirror; although sweaty, my body looks hot, my nipples are hard and I get slightly horny looking at myself like this.

 

I zone out of my self appreciation moment, and step into the shower. Ready to turn the tap to let the cold water fall over my hot body and wash away my sweat and stickiness, I find myself spinning the tap over and over, with no signs of water as if it was a drought. I felt enraged, how could I have pipes problems now? In this heat wave that was cooking me alive?!

 

I stepped out of the shower, angry. I rolled my body in a towel, and went to look for the closest newspaper. That moment of rage in the shower hit me on the head like a ray of inspiration, and then I thought about how to solve my problems, at least my heat ones. I could hire a handyman! I felt so silly, how come I had not thought of this before?

 

Anyway, I rushed to get my newspapers and looked up the handymans for hire. I saw a pretty decent ad for a company that seemed promising, called WeDoFix. It sounded like an early 2000s website domain, but the ad was pleasing to look at. I picked up my phone and called them right away. After a few seconds, someone picked up the phone. It was someone with a deep voice and an interesting accent, definitely not from here. It was charming. I told them about my issues and they said they would send one of their guys the following day.

 

The following day?!

 

I was nice to the guy with the nice voice, but as soon as I hung up I was enraged again. Why couldn’t they come now?? It was barely 1:30 pm, one of the could come and get the job done quickly. Am I supposed to stay in this heat for the rest of the day?!

 

And that was indeed what I had to do.

 

I spent the rest of the day with the windows open to get some air into my house, drinking a lot of ice cold water to refresh my body. I was insanely close to just picking up the water jar from the fridge and throwing it on myself. By this time I had decided I needed to get a pool built in case of emergency.

 

Before I knew it, night time fell over me. It was good because it was cool, and the time left for the handyman to come was shorter. By 10 pm, I was in bed, and I had a burning feeling to touch myself and let myself go into me so I could sleep more relaxed. Alas, I could not bring myself to do that. A little more heat on my body would give me a heatstroke, but the urge to masturbate was big.

 

I just laid down and let myself fall asleep, thinking about how I would get all my heat problems fixed the next day and I would be able to take a shower and masturbate and whatnot.

 

Morning came faster than I thought, or maybe I just slept bad. Anyway, as early as 8 a.m, I got a call from the fixing company and they said a handyman was coming soon. I got ready to receive my special guest, even if I was looking quite dirty. I cleaned myself up however possible.

 

20 minutes later, the handyman had arrived. A tall man with a tanned skin, penetrating black eyes and a killer smile, clad in a white tank top and jeans, marched into my house and greeted me with a kiss on my cheek. I sort of swooned before the handsome man getting so close to me, but I kept my composure. I showed him what he had to fix, and he got it it instantly, starting with the shower.

 

He got the job done in about 30 minutes, and left everything looking pretty and clean. My shower was working perfectly, and I was kind of embarrassed when I basically ran into it to shower. He left to work on the fan, and I went into the shower. There, I let the cold water pour over me and cleanse my body, which was beginning to stink.

 

I drove my hands slowly down to my clit, opening my legs a little, and letting my finger slowly into me. I was finally able to masturbate, and I did so impressively, making me squirt over and over. My shower was longer than I expected. After I got out, the handyman had already finished with the fan, and I found him laying down in my living room with the fan on. He looked tired, so I offered him some lemonade. I still had my towel wrapped around me.

 

I left for the kitchen then came back with the lemonade and glasses, and we sat down to drink it. As he looked over me, I felt as if he was picturing me naked with his glare. After drinking the lemonade, he leaned forward to me and kissed me passionately. I have right into it, he may have guessed by now that I lusted for him. He removed my towel and got down to eat my already wet pussy, fingering it softly with his big fingers.

 

Then he unzipped his jeans and let his cock out, it was larger than I had imagined. He plunged it right inside of me in a swift, sensual motion then started to thrust into me hard with force, sweat drops rolling down his face. He was probably tired from the repair work he did, but he was sure energetic to fuck me.

 

He pulled out and I let a big gush of my vaginal juices out, refreshing his body with it, then he charged back into my pussy with his hard cock. He fucked me in a very sensual motion, squeezing my boobs as he fucked me. It was very hot.

 

I spread my legs the best I could to let him into me, and he was eager to fuck me completely. He pulled out then put his dick to my face, letting me suck and lick it as I pleased. After a few moments, without prior warning, he let a huge load over my face, and I proceed to lick it, picking it up with my fingers. He got dressed up and said I did not need to pay him, but I gave him 100$ anyway.

It was a very well done job and a very well done fuck.