There's no better work than a nice easy job, on a flat roof, in glorious sunshine, for a lady that just leaves you to get on with the job.
I'd just finished re-fixing a gutter bracket for Jayne when I noticed that the lead flashing around her chimney, on the main house roof, was beginning to come away. I don't have the equipment or the insurance to fix a problem like that one but thought it best to point it out to her all the same.
"I'm not looking for work Jayne but that chimney needs a bit of attention. The flashing's coming away. It could cause a leak inside the house."
"How do you mean?" she replied.
"Well, you see where that grey sort of fold is.."
"Would I see it better if I get up your ladder?" she interrupted.
"Oh yeah. I'll hold it but take your time" I said. I was happy to encourage her to take a closer look because Jayne had a lovely pair of legs and her extremely short skirt left very little to my imagination.
"It's not that I don't trust you Rob," she said as she began slowly climbing the ladder, "but I've been ripped off by tradesmen before you know."
"No problem Jayne," I answered as her pert little arse passed within centimetres of my lecherous eyes.
Up she went carefully, rung by rung, until her feet were now at my eye level. I simply had to look up; this was far too good an opportunity to miss.
"Fucking Hell!" I whispered to myself, looking up to see the two lovely cheeks of Jayne's arse and a glimpse of her neatly trimmed pussy. No wonder I couldn't spot a 'panty line' as she'd passed by me earlier. She wasn't wearing any!
"Oh I see what you mean," Jayne remarked, spotting the rather obvious repair job that was needed. She looked down to find me gazing unashamedly up her skirt at the wonderful sight before my eyes; barely one metre from my lecherous gaze.
"Oh I don't bother wearing knickers around the house on hot days like today Rob. D'you like what you see?"
What could I say? "Indeed I do. There's quite a view from down here," I answered boldly.
"Would like to taste me Rob? Would you like to taste my pussy?" she asked lowering herself back down the ladder.
I didn't answer. As she climbed down my hands slid gently up the back of her thighs and onto her bottom, raising her skirt up around her waist as I did so.
My tongue found its way to Jayne's tight arsehole as I gently parted her cheeks. She let out a little moan as it played around her most private entrance. I wouldn't normally go for the arse first but it seemed so natural given the way that she had lowered herself onto my face.
My right hand began to play with her moist pussy as I continued rimming Jayne and it wasn't long before I had two fingers deep inside her pussy. She continued her pleasured moans as I lowered her to the next rung down. This gave me a better angle to lick her pussy as she stuck her bottom out away from the ladder. She tasted so sweet and was almost dripping by this time. She gasped a little as I inserted a moistened finger into her arse. Her pussy was crying out to be licked and her juices tasted heavenly; I was lapping up every drop of her but really needed to be inside her. My cock was almost bursting at the thought of fucking Jayne, and the thought of her taking me into her mouth; there was no way a woman like this would refuse to suck me off!
"Let me down!" she demanded. "We can go into the garage."
She didn't bother pulling her skirt down and practically dragged me to the garage, where the washing machine was placed conveniently by the side-door, and just revving up for the spin cycle.
