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The knock at the door came right on time. Doris glanced in the mirror
on the wall just
before reaching for the knob. She smiled to herself, knowing she was
both excited and
nervous. With a swing of the door, his smile put her at ease.
"Hi, I'm Brian." She returned his smile.
"I'm Doris. Thanks for driving down."
"My pleasure. Now, you said something about a cabinet door that
wouldn't shut." Doris
opened the door and motioned for him to step inside. Brian was just as
he had described
himself. He stepped into the entryway, giving her a chance to get a
good look at him from
the back. A tool belt was hitched around his waist and slung to the
side. It framed the top
and side of his Wrangler's. Doris' eyes locked in on scene. "So where
is this cabinet
door?" She looked up and caught herself slightly embarrassed.
"It's in here," she said as she walked toward the kitchen.
"You don't need to be embarrassed," Brian said.
"Huh?"
"You don't need to feel uncomfortable if you want to look. That is
what this is all about.
You are free to enjoy this any way that you like. As I mentioned
earlier, I enjoy doing
what gives you pleasure. If that is just fixing your cabinet door
while you watch, then
great. I assure you, I will enjoy wondering what you are thinking
about." Doris reached
out to a cabinet door and turned.
"You are a charming guy," she said.
"I'm just me."
"This is the door. You see, it doesn't close all the way. It's been
like that for over a year.
Drives me crazy. So, what if I want more than just to watch?" Brian
chuckled.
"You're the boss. As I told you, this is your chance to let your
inhibitions fly out the
window." Brian grabbed a screwdriver from his tool belt and opened the
cabinet door.
Doris stepped back and sat down at the table.
"Okay then," she said. "I would love to see you without those @jeans."
Brian turned around
and smiled. He put his screwdriver back in his tool belt.
"Just the @jeans?" he asked.
"For now." Brian reached down and untied his boots. He pulled is boots
and socks off
and then loosened his belt. He turned and unzipped his pants so that
Doris could watch.
She fixed her eyes on his hands. With a gentle tug, his @jeans dropped
to the floor. He
pulled them free, leaving behind only a pair of tight fitting gray
briefs. Doris could see
his erection pushing against the fabric. "I see you do get enjoyment
from this," she said.
"Take those off though." Brian pulled his briefs down and set them
over with his @jeans
and boots. Doris smiled to herself, and sat back in her chair. She had
never had a man
strip at her bidding, and she was amused at the pleasure that had come
over her. Brian
turned back and retrieved his screwdriver. She watched without a tinge
of reservation or
discomfort, knowing that the show was for her pleasure. His legs were
well built and his
butt firm. Doris let her hand tickle her upper thighs through the
light material of her
shorts. She watched as his muscles flexed while he turned the
screwdriver. With only a
few turns and a couple of test closings, Brian announced that he was
finished. He turned
and Doris let her eyes fall on his erect member. She watched it gently
move with his
heartbeat and then glanced up to his face. She could see his eyes were
fixed between her
legs. She realized that her own hand had not stopped rubbing up and
down the central
seam of her shorts. She glanced down and noticed a small spot of
moisture on the white
fabric.
"Would you like me to help you with that or would you rather I just
watch?" he asked.
Doris didn't say anything. Instead, she stood up and undid her shorts.
With a quick pull,
her shorts and panties dropped to her ankles. She tossed them aside
and sat back in the
chair. She pulled her knees up out, opening herself up to this man who
now stood in her
kitchen. Her hands dropped to her thighs and she opened her legs
wider. She glanced
down to see her lips open and moist.
"Stick out your tongue," she said. Brian smiled and slowly licked his
lips. "That is the
next tool that I need to you use," she responded. Brian walked to her
and dropped to his
knees. Doris closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "Now, Mr.
Handyman. Let me
see what you can really do."
on the wall just
before reaching for the knob. She smiled to herself, knowing she was
both excited and
nervous. With a swing of the door, his smile put her at ease.
"Hi, I'm Brian." She returned his smile.
"I'm Doris. Thanks for driving down."
"My pleasure. Now, you said something about a cabinet door that
wouldn't shut." Doris
opened the door and motioned for him to step inside. Brian was just as
he had described
himself. He stepped into the entryway, giving her a chance to get a
good look at him from
the back. A tool belt was hitched around his waist and slung to the
side. It framed the top
and side of his Wrangler's. Doris' eyes locked in on scene. "So where
is this cabinet
door?" She looked up and caught herself slightly embarrassed.
"It's in here," she said as she walked toward the kitchen.
"You don't need to be embarrassed," Brian said.
"Huh?"
"You don't need to feel uncomfortable if you want to look. That is
what this is all about.
You are free to enjoy this any way that you like. As I mentioned
earlier, I enjoy doing
what gives you pleasure. If that is just fixing your cabinet door
while you watch, then
great. I assure you, I will enjoy wondering what you are thinking
about." Doris reached
out to a cabinet door and turned.
"You are a charming guy," she said.
"I'm just me."
"This is the door. You see, it doesn't close all the way. It's been
like that for over a year.
Drives me crazy. So, what if I want more than just to watch?" Brian
chuckled.
"You're the boss. As I told you, this is your chance to let your
inhibitions fly out the
window." Brian grabbed a screwdriver from his tool belt and opened the
cabinet door.
Doris stepped back and sat down at the table.
"Okay then," she said. "I would love to see you without those @jeans."
Brian turned around
and smiled. He put his screwdriver back in his tool belt.
"Just the @jeans?" he asked.
"For now." Brian reached down and untied his boots. He pulled is boots
and socks off
and then loosened his belt. He turned and unzipped his pants so that
Doris could watch.
She fixed her eyes on his hands. With a gentle tug, his @jeans dropped
to the floor. He
pulled them free, leaving behind only a pair of tight fitting gray
briefs. Doris could see
his erection pushing against the fabric. "I see you do get enjoyment
from this," she said.
"Take those off though." Brian pulled his briefs down and set them
over with his @jeans
and boots. Doris smiled to herself, and sat back in her chair. She had
never had a man
strip at her bidding, and she was amused at the pleasure that had come
over her. Brian
turned back and retrieved his screwdriver. She watched without a tinge
of reservation or
discomfort, knowing that the show was for her pleasure. His legs were
well built and his
butt firm. Doris let her hand tickle her upper thighs through the
light material of her
shorts. She watched as his muscles flexed while he turned the
screwdriver. With only a
few turns and a couple of test closings, Brian announced that he was
finished. He turned
and Doris let her eyes fall on his erect member. She watched it gently
move with his
heartbeat and then glanced up to his face. She could see his eyes were
fixed between her
legs. She realized that her own hand had not stopped rubbing up and
down the central
seam of her shorts. She glanced down and noticed a small spot of
moisture on the white
fabric.
"Would you like me to help you with that or would you rather I just
watch?" he asked.
Doris didn't say anything. Instead, she stood up and undid her shorts.
With a quick pull,
her shorts and panties dropped to her ankles. She tossed them aside
and sat back in the
chair. She pulled her knees up out, opening herself up to this man who
now stood in her
kitchen. Her hands dropped to her thighs and she opened her legs
wider. She glanced
down to see her lips open and moist.
"Stick out your tongue," she said. Brian smiled and slowly licked his
lips. "That is the
next tool that I need to you use," she responded. Brian walked to her
and dropped to his
knees. Doris closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "Now, Mr.
Handyman. Let me
see what you can really do."
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