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George jumped up as the walkie-talkie on his right hip began admitting a loud and incoherent sound. The words were vague but he was experienced enough to know that the person on the other line was giving him his next assignment. It had been a little over a year now since he started working as an all around handyman for Brightsdale college in his new home town and still he felt a little out of place. He was 21 years old so all the students were around his age. It had lead to some strange looks...
George jumped up as the walkie-talkie on his right hip began admitting a loud and incoherent sound. The words were vague but he was experienced enough to know that the person on the other line was giving him his next assignment. It had been a little over a year now since he started working as an all around handyman for Brightsdale college, but still he felt a little out of place. He was 21 years old so all the students were around his age. It had lead to some strange looks and judgemental eyes...
That morning my loving hubby called me from our laundry room and he asked who owned that pair of boxers and a shirt hanging there in a rope. Victor said was sure the items did not belong to him.But then I told him those clothes were from Jamal, our black handyman, the one specialized in home improvement, currently painting our house; one room at a time.When I got closer to him, Victor grabbed me from behind and he slid a hand inside my jeans and rubbed my pussy lips over my thong.He smiled and...
Then on the day of return, his plane actually left 30 minutes early. Sohe assumed he'd have to take a taxi when he landed. His roommates werenotorious about sleeping late especially when there were no classes.The plane landed and apporached the gate. Marcus called from his movilephone and nobody answered. Sighing he knew he'd be battling the throngsfor a taxi soon.He sauntered to the baggage claim got his bags and went outside to thetaxi stand.But instead he heard the car beeping and looked...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn’t consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn’t have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
Straight SexBikini Beach: The Handyman Elrod W "Damn!" The old woman cursed again as she slammed the phone down. A shapely young woman looked up sharply at the noise and the curse. "What is it, grandma?" The old woman mouthed an even more profane curse, then sighed. "Those idiots want seven hundred dollars to fix the pump! And they can't do it until next Thursday." She glanced out the one tiny window of her office, gazing for a few moments at the artificial mountain and the water...
When the software industry shipped its work to India and China, I was too old and too expensive to compete for the scraps of software jobs remaining in the US. When I finally realized that my career in that industry was over, I had to find something else to do to bring in some money. I had discovered, during my forced vacation, while looking for work, that I had a talent for, and thanks to the teachings of my father, fair knowledge of, most of the things required to maintain or improve upon...
Her glancing at the paper that early Tuesday, second cup of coffee in hand, was what finally moved Jennie Allen to do something about her ‘old house.’ It wasn’t exactly that she had ‘let it go’, as people tend to say. It’s just that she normally never thought about having things done. Old habits died hard, she was aware of that. The whole realm of dealing with house items, and needs was one of her Andy’s main pleasures. She thought of the many, many times that she would scold him about...
I was always incredibly shy. At twenty-one, I had missed out on more encounters that I could care to mention. I was sure that if a shrink got hold of me he would find the deep-seated reason for my affliction, but I was simply not willing to venture into the realms of psychological claptrap.Regrettably, however, my introversion was mostly misconstrued as aloofness. Even though I was above average-looking, most guys simply did not have the time or patience to try and break through my reserved...
Gay MaleThis true account of events all started when I went back to school at age25, at night to become a Graphic Designer. After I had been in school fora little over a year, and my beginner classes were behind me, the classesfor this new quarter started getting tougher. I found that crunchingnumbers all day, trying to go to school 4 nights a week, and the evergrowing homework projects, were getting harder to complete on time and toconsistently produce the standard of work I required of myself to...
My name's Spike. Well, actually my given name is Percy, but no one should call me that to my face unless he wants a fight on his hands. My parents named me that in the hopes of pleasing a rich uncle of the same name who might leave them some money when he died. Well, he died, but he didn't leave any of us a dime. My parents divorced over Dad's drinking and being without work besides. My mom had to apply for welfare and she, my sister and I moved into one of these cheap one-bedroom...
"Please, come in." At first, I thought the door had been opened remotely. It was only after my eyes traveled downward a good distance that the speaker came into view, but what a view! Raven black hair with hints of bronze and copper that fell straight to her waist, china doll face, eyes downcast - everything about this diminutive lady spoke of fragile delicacy, while her manner shouted docility. Despite its slenderness, there was nothing boyish about her figure. The traditional silk,...
After stopping off for a visit to the loo, I went down for some lunch to the small cafeteria on the first floor. As I entered, I looked around the small but tastefully decorated room. Everywhere I looked there were tanned faces, everyone seemed young and beautiful. The women looked like catwalk models, but with bigger boobs, and the men all looked as if they'd just stepped out of a mail order catalogue. Vicky waved to me and beckoned me over to her. As I joined her, she introduced me to the...
Johnstr Mark had worked in construction since he was a child. His father ran a construction company and Mark had been his helper as he grew up. After his father died, Mark went to work for himself. His mother died a few years after his father. He was in his mid 30s now and was on the road. He had lived in a town that had one major employer. The town had done well until the plant closed. One by one in a domino effect, stores closed. Jobs disappeared and the town folded up. There were more...
From her perspective My first impression was, he was a true professional. He was tall dark and handsome. He was dressed nice, in clean dark blue work slacks and a button down dark blue work shirt. I couldn’t help noticing how well he filled out the shirt with broad shoulders and his bottom was quite a view. Every word he spoke was clear and professional. I was happy to find Randy, because other handymen had their drawbacks . After he finished the light switch and receptacles he asked...
I was staying in (and escorting from) a ‘mainstream’ hotel in Norwich, Norfolk UK.I checked in (in male mode) and made my way to the room.It was quite a big suite I had booked, as I like bit of freedom and was booked in for a week. The reason I quite like this particular hotel, is the windows open quite a way, and discreet smoking is possible. Anyone who knows me or anything about me will understand that this is of paramount importance for me.As I had a ‘concrete’ booking for 2 hours time I...
Dear Readers, This is my real sex story. I’m Himansh K., 22 y/o civil engineering graduate living in Delhi with my parents. My engineering job with an MNC company is yet to start in a few months, so nowadays I usually just hang out with my friends the entire day besides helping out my younger brother with his homework and physical exercise. I’m a fitness enthusiast and even though I have a lean body, I have worked hard to sculpt it very well. My father owns a small business of handymen. It’s a...
Handyman Susanna says: - How many of those builders and handymen have we all looked at when they come around and repair or replace bits in and around our houses have we looked at and yearned for this situation to develop. This is one of those 'what if' stories as far as I am concerned, but there have been one or two builders recently who I swear would've been well up for it, if I had the confidence to take the next public step! Anthony looked at the clock and realised that he...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn't consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn't have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
so there i was working at these lesbeins house fixing the sink when i sat up to grab a wrench.1 of them must not have releised i was there as she walked in compleatly naked stright up to her girlfreind and kissed her,just the sight of this gave my cock a little tingle.when she releised i was there she didnt cover up walked stright up to me and said wow thats a big tool u have whats it for without thinking i said if u 2 werent lesbo wud show u.to my surpprise she says that there not they bi and...
so there i was working at these lesbeins house fixing the sink when i sat up to grab a wrench.1 of them must not have releised i was there as she walked in compleatly naked stright up to her girlfreind and kissed her,just the sight of this gave my cock a little tingle.when she releised i was there she didnt cover up walked stright up to me and said wow thats a big tool u have whats it for without thinking i said if u 2 werent lesbo wud show u.to my surpprise she says that there not they bi and...
The doorbell rang and Janet went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Janet invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Janet, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She led...
The doorbell rang and Janice went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Janice invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Janice, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She...
The doorbell rang and Nancy went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Nancy invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Nancy, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She led...
Mark was working in the back yard, building a picnic table and happened to look up to the living room window. He saw Sharon and another girl looking out. They seemed to be watching him. He didn’t think much about it until later when he noticed they were still there. As noon approached, Mark came back inside and was washing up and getting ready for lunch. When Mark walked into the kitchen, Sharon asked what he would like to eat. “I think I would like a sandwich and maybe a bowl of soup...
What does a reasonably active professional man of 60, full head of hair and reasonably libido do when made redundant? In my case it was a case of being realistic and finding any job that pays the bills. So when I saw this ad for a mature concierge porter/handyman, I thought why not?’ After submitting the application I was invited to be interviewed by the ‘property management committee’. As I entered the old upmarket Edwardian mansion block in the suburbs I was met by a smartly dressed lady but...
In the small country town where I live, all the husbands work and some of the wives use my skills as a handyman. I work the graveyard shift at the lime plant, so I’m always available during the day to help with whatever they need. You’d be surprised how much help they need with their plumbing. I’m a lab tech at the plant. My job is not very demanding. I make several trips from the lab to the kiln where the limestone is baked to take samples of the finished lime for testing. Some nights I mix...
Carla managed to hold out for five days. She had taken his card out of her bag after getting home from her shopping trip and pinned it to the kitchen notice board. There were a few business cards there of services that they had either used in the past or might need in the future. Jo had looked it and commented on what a good job he had down. Carla had looked at it too but with a smile; she had commented to herself on the good job she had done! With Jo at work and the children at school she...
Wife LoversIn the small country town where I live, all the husbands work and some of the wives use my skills as a handyman. I work the graveyard shift at the lime plant, so I'm always available during the day to help with whatever they need. You'd be surprised how much help they need with their plumbing. I'm a lab tech at the plant. My job is not very demanding. I make several trips from the lab to the kiln where the limestone is baked to take samples of the finished lime for testing. Some nights I mix...
Wife LoversA black handyman enjoys AnitaAfter living few months at Oakland, our house needed some light repairs.My lovely Ana asked me to find someone who could perform that task.I had set up for a repairman to show at midday, starting to replace the boiler. Anita and I had been outside the night before attending a nice party and were really too tired for sex when we got home very late. I had woken up early and was sitting at the desk on my office, when I heard the shower start. My sweet wife just...
You're working at home one morning, the house all quiet. Your work phone rings. It is a woman, asking if you can come and check out a sticky door, and just a little plumbing problem with a dripping faucet. You know you have nothing better to do, so you tell her you'll meet her in an hour...... you're wondering, is this for real? Her voice was sounded very nice, warm, like you might know her --- could it be? Nah - no way....You already have your truck packed, so you go to the address she has...
I was busy at work when I got a page for a phone call. When I answered, it was Kathleen saying, "Oh Trev, sorry to bother you at work but I need some help." I aked her what the touble was, ans she said, "My damn garage door is stuck closed, and I need to to be downtown for an appointment - can you run over and rescue me?" I laughed and told her I would take my lunch break and be there in fifteen minutes. "Oh, thank you - you are a dear," she said.I hadn't had any female contact for some time,...
My Handyman experience I Have lots of stories to tell you all, this is another i think you will enjoyI was asked to price a job for a letting agency who were looking after a small flat, the garden patio slabs needed to be dug up and replaced as they were loose and uneven, I viewed the work and gave them a price, the landlord agreed the price and we arranged to start the work the following week.I arrived at the premises and the tenant came out to introduce herself, a lovely lady i guessed was in...
I hired a local handyman to help with repairs to the barn. Larry came out to see what he needed to repair. I introduced myself and Marie, my wife. All he could do was stare and stammer when he saw her large breasts. She was wearing a low cut see thru blouse with no bra. Her breast are triple E’s with large nipples. She loves to show them off at special times. As we walked out to the barn, I kidded him about staring at her breast, he said his wife had large nipples ,but small tits. He...
Soraia and Amy usually got together about three times a week, ever since they both moved to France to "follow their dream." They would update each other's love lives, catch up with the local news and gossip, and eventually, admit that neither one of them was any closer to tracking down the cunning Jean Val Jean. This meeting took place on an unusually warm mid-July afternoon. Amy showed up a bit late at Soraia's secluded villa, but she made up for it by bringing an extra bottle of...
June was giggling on the phone in the next room. 'She must be talking to Betty, ' I thought. Betty is my wife's best friend. They make a rather odd pair, actually; in many ways they are about as unlike each other as you could imagine. My June is quiet, almost mousy, while Betty is outgoing and loud. June is a number of years on the far side of fifty (she won't let me say how many), and Betty is probably about the same number of years in front of that milestone (though that's just a guess...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
I got home at near midnight after an evening at Lena's that was sex almost every minute I was there, I lost count of the number of orgasms we had, I was exhausted but exhilarated. I'd made some important headway with her, I'd opened up her mind if not her legs yet, to the possibility of sex with a man. In the morning, I'd make a phone call. The person I had in mind for Lena's first heterosexual fuck, was Alan, my big cocked handyman friend. He certainly lived up to his job, he'd come...
I am in partners with my brother on a business our dad started and he runs the manufacturing end and I run the business end and it works exceptionally well for us. I'm 31, single, attractive I'm told and own a pricy home in a pricy gated development and I love to cook. That Friday night I was making my dinner and the garbage disposal shut down so I called my friend and neighbor if she knew of a repair service I could call and she told me about a handyman she uses because her husband has two...
EroticMenopause arrived just in time for Miss Murphy’s transition to earning extra money for her retirement. As an only child, she had inherited the five-bedroom house from her parents and had successfully run it as a boarding house for men for the past 20 years. The quality of the place, and its easy transportation to the major manufacturing district in the city allowed her to get premium fees for the accommodations. Her clientele were primarily supervisory and management personnel. Although she...
YOU NEVER GET A SECOND CHANCE, TO MAKE A FIRST IMPRESSION... The cocksure troubled teen, Justin Barker, was taken to his bunkroom in the boarding school by a senior student. "Okay, well... welcome to your bunkroom. You will get to meet the rest of the group later..." Justin looked around the bunkroom. It had 4 army-style bunk beds and some lockers. At the foot of each double bed, there were 2 lockable footlockers. Peter continued: "You must know that this institution has some stringent rules,...
This story took place when I was 22 years, well built…6’2″tall…with 125lbs…very handsome and graduated from the University and now doing teaching skill in one of the college in Karachi….my name is DANIYAL KHAN..I was very brilliant student in my studies…for this reason I got several jobs…but I prefer to take this Job…because this has the residence for foreign and local student…and the Principal of this college also gave a offer for Warden…to look after the boys in the Hostel. I was very happy...
Gay MaleCody stepped out of the taxi with a smile on his face. He had finally made the big move out of his parents house and was ready to start the next chapter of his life. At eighteen years old it was time to start college. Cody hadn't been particularly keen on the idea of sharing an already cramped room with a total stranger during the first year of his college life and had gone to great lengths to find some sort of off-campus arrangement. It had been one hell of a search, mostly through overpriced...
FetishPlease note it’s a story about love and friendship Leave if you are not into this type of story. Subject: Boarding School for Loving Boys Chapter 2 Warning; this is a story about boys having fun with other boys in a sexual and loving way, You need to be 18 and over to read this and if not then go find some other thing to read. Gay young friends Story written by: Boys in the hood. Copyright: 2011, not to be copied or changed with out The owner’s consent, that’s me....
I came from rather a conservative background, my parents being very strict with me and my two siblings. I grew up in a right-wing environment and my parents always had an opinion on current events and the latest news. Their opinions were very one sided, outdated and old fashioned, considering the times we lived in. A person who was involved in any of the arts, whether that be music, theater and performing arts or an artist was automatically labeled a 'lazy punk' by my parents. Only the very...
LesbianBeing indoctrinated and enslaved on my very day in Boarding schoolI recall, I was 16 years old and starting Grade eight however there was no high school in our town which necessitated me attending boarding school which was 250 Kilometers away from home.My dad was all “chipper” about it and stated that it would make a man out of me as he was of the opinion that I was a real “Mommy`s” boy as I did not like playing rugby or cricket etc. I preferred to stay in my room and read books!I must state...
English is a wonderful language of communication, and I envy men who get off on a sexy voice. At a well known finishing boarding school for young ladies, which I attended for six years, My mind was schooled, polished, and instilled with ideas, while my body was exercised, scrutinized, punished and taught to please, and both mind and body were brought together and sexually abused for the sheer pleasure of men three to four times our average age.As individuals, we never took anything personally,...
Please read this story with love and not with your penis. Subject: Boarding School for Loving Boys This story never happened and what boys do To each other is real but not here. You need to be over 18 To read this so never show this story to little kids. Copyright: 2011 not to be copied or changed without the Owner’s consent... So don't let me see it anywhere except for where I post it. All names and places are not real just in my head. Owner: Boys in the...
The Vermont Boarding School: Part 5 A Kiss Please read the chapters leading up to this point in the story about two roommates, Sean and Noah, who are assigned mentors at their boarding school. After being tutored by their mentors each night, Sean and Noah provide a service which is sucking their mentors’ dicks. This was new to Noah, but Sean had plenty of experience that he shared with his new roommate. The Vermont Boarding School Part 1 the first two nights rev The Vermont Boarding School Part...
GayBeing asked to take your panties down and show your bum to an old man, while he sat behind his big oak table and jacked-off, was only one of lives experiences I was exposed to as a young girl, in my first year at boarding school.The master in question, was regarded by all girls as a 'Dirty Simpleton', don't ask me who christened him, but it suited all, especially as he had a steady stream of girls, willing to drop-them for him to wank off to.When I was first introduced to him, he sat me down...
My name is Katherine Jenkins, an eighteen-year old at boarding school. But I wasn't like any other girl my age. I was born with a rare disorder where I had both male and female parts called a hermaphrodite. I had breasts of a woman but had male parts. My parents sent me off to boarding school so I wouldn't get bullied because of what I was born with. At first it bothered me a bit, but now, I have gotten used to it. One day, I was sitting in the girls' changing room, and the prettiest girl I had...
TransAll characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18. A disclaimer will be placed at the beginning of each part, with categories that the story fits into — so that, if it’s something you’re not into, you know beforehand, pun intended. This introduction is strictly for setting and character-introduction: it is not necessary, per se, to read this...
There are many private schools in New England, and they are expensive. Upper class kids go to boarding schools to assure that they will get top scores on the college entrance exams, namely the SAT. There are other reasons for kids to be sent to these schools. Some parents who were raised in families with “old” money are distant from their children, and those children learn to be distance from their children. For them, boarding schools are a way of getting the children out of the house for the...
GayShe tip-toed into the dorm and made her way back to her bed, next to mine. I lay there eyes tightly closed, pretending to be asleep, listening for any sound, but she lay very still, looking straight up at the ceiling, as if mummified.I turned to face her and thankfully she never acknowledged my turning, so in the darkness I studied her form as she lay motionless.She was 15 and one of the older girls, boarding since she was 12, and now approaching her final year, she would be gone this time next...
Hello ISS readers. My name is Aafi. This is my first story as a writer on ISS. Let me tell you about myself. I am from Bangalore but I am working and living in Chennai OMR. I am a 25-year-old Software Engineer. I will be writing fantasy stories. Please provide your valuable feedback so that I can improve my writing in future stories. You can email me or hangout me at Let me tell you about this story. It is a fantasy. The story is about a boarding school where college students are forcefully...
The Vermont Boarding School: Part 4 Recapping Part 1, “The Vermont Boarding School: Part 1, The first two nights,” Noah is sent to a boarding school where freshman and sophomores are assigned mentors who are juniors or seniors. Noah and his roommate, Sean, are assigned to Sanford and Reese. In addition to cleaning their room and other menial work, Sean and Noah provide “special treatment” for their mentors which means they have to suck their mentors’ dicks each night after they get tutored....
First TimeChapter Four: Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on...
“Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on her. Who is that? Daisy? ... disconnected... an alien voice whispered through...