Authors Note: This is part of a series and is built on characters and settings from previous chapters.
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It was almost evening before I decided to head over to the new house and see how the construction was coming. I knew that Sunny had been hard at it trying to get it done as quickly as she could. She said the new walls were pretty well framed up, but now all the electrical and plumbing had to be done, a large job that would take several days.
I grabbed my Cannon to take some shots of the work, just for memory sake, and drove over to the house. I was actually surprised to see Sunny's van still sitting in the drive as I pulled up. Grabbing my camera I headed into the house and closed the door behind me.
Inside the house it was quite warm, so I dumped my coat near the front door and then started walking around taking pictures of the spaces, separated by the sideways ladder type structures of walls without any coverings. In some ways it felt like I was looking at the skeleton of the house. I heard banging above me, and after a few more shots, climbed the stairs to the second floor. It didn't take long to find Sunny crouched down on her hands and knees, her ass stuck in the air as she worked on some piece of pipe in the corner of the enlarged bathroom. I could see a tiny red triangle of cloth and three strings, two zipping around her round ass and one disappearing into the sexiest little plumbers crack I had ever seen. I carefully aimed the camera and snapped a picture, the sound making Sunny jump in surprise.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. Just taking a few pics of your handy work," I said as I aimed the camera at the bare studs that would be the walls and took another picture.
"It's ok," she said as she rolled over to sit on her butt in the middle of the floor. "I was just fighting with that damn pipe and didn't hear you come up."
"No problem. Don't let me disturb you though," I told her.
"Fair 'nuf," she said as she rolled back onto her knees, sticking her ass in the air again. "Been trying to get this damn thing down the wall space for half an hour, it just wants to be obstinate." She said as she went back to tugging and twisting the pipe.
"Looks like it's not behaving," I answered, looking at her ass again, and the tiny bit of red thong panty that showed above the belt that looped through the worn blue jeans.
"Not much," she grunted as I aimed and snapped another shot of her sexy looking ass. "I'm gonna have to cut some shit if I don't get it pretty soon. Sometimes getting things lined up is hard, but then it'll just slip in," she said as I took yet another close-up of her butt.
"I'm sure you'll get it," I told her as I took one final picture of her.
She stopped what she was doing and turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. "And if you don't stop taking pictures of my ass, you're going to get it too!" She said a bit sharply.
"Hey no problem. I'm just taking pictures of the walls!" I lied, aiming the camera at the far wall and taking another shot.
"Why don't I believe that?" she asked as she turned back to the pipe.
I turned and walked away, hearing her say "YEAH!" as I got to the top of the stairs, presumably because she finally got it where she needed. I headed down the stairs and started taking pictures of the gutted kitchen and the start of the electrical work near the new breaker box. I had asked why they didn't put the box in the basement, but apparently there wasn't a good place to put it that was dry and had access up where they needed it. It would save me a lot of money to put it in the kitchen instead. But Sunny assured me that I wouldn't even know it was there when they were done.
"Hey Scott?" I heard Sunny call from the second floor.
"Yes?" I called up the stairs.
"Would you bring me that box of pipe stuff sitting on the floor by the front door?" she called back.
"Yeah, sure," I answered, walking to the front door and grabbing the box of stuff that I had laid my coat on. I dropped my coat on the floor and headed up the stairs with the box of fittings. "Here you go," I said as I carried it to the bathroom.
"Thanks!" she said, taking the box from me as she rolled back to sit on the floor. She set the box on the floor and then grabbed at the hem of her t-shirt, sliding her hand into it and then pulling it up to wipe across her forehead.
There was absolutely no way I could have been prepared for the view her motion afforded me. Her chest was almost completely uncovered, both of her round firm and braless tits were fully exposed, each one easily the size of a half a large coconut, her areola each elongated, nearly twice as tall as they were wide, and centered with a hard erect pink nipple nearly as large around as my pinky. As she wiped her face her tits gave only the slightest amount of wiggle, each full creamy orb firm and holding its form without any support.
"So. What do you think?" she asked, looking up at me and smiling.
"Fantastic!" I answered, my mind answering what I thought about her tits before I realized she meant the work downstairs. "A very professional job from what I can tell!"
"Good!" she said as she dug a part out of the box and then rolled back to her hands and knees to work on the pipe again, trying to fit the new fitting into the end of the pipe.
My cock, already getting hard from the quick flash of tits she had given me, was getting even harder with the sight in front of me. There was no doubt in my mind that the pants were now sagging very much farther down her ass than they had been before. Nearly a full third or more of her creamy white butt was displayed above the top of her jeans. It was all I could do not to grab hold and try to pull them down farther.
"There's a bottle of glue in there. Can you hand it to me?" she asked, wiggling on her knees a bit more, causing her pants to pull down a few fractions of an inch farther.
