Authors Note: This is part of a series and is built on characters and settings from previous chapters.
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It was mid morning before Sonny dropped me off at the house, driving off to go pick up plumbing parts at the building supply store after I had gotten out. It was a pretty chilly trot from where she dropped me off to the house, especially since I was making it wearing nothing but my boots on my bare feet and a long trench coat she loaned me so I wasn't completely naked.
The night before sunny had been adamant that neither of us needed any clothes, so all of mine remained in a pile upstairs with hers. This morning she seemed a bit embarrassed by that decision and gave me a coat to wear until I could retrieve my clothes. It wasn't until we pulled in the long driveway and saw the two panel vans parked in the drive that she thought about the fact that the house might not be empty. In fact it appeared to be far from empty.
I made my way up the stairs as quietly as I could, hearing a number of female voices in the kitchen area. My first thought, given the location, was that it was the crew of electricians.
Getting to the top of the stairs unseen emboldened me and I quickly shucked my boots and coat and started to grab my clothes to pull them on. In retrospect it was probably not a good idea to stand in the middle of a room that had only open stud walls to try and dress. I was still standing and untangling my underwear when I heard the voice behind me. "Hey Marion! I found the owner of those pants!"
I spun around in surprise and saw a tall medium built black woman standing on the stairs, leaning against an open wall of studs, watching me. She wasn't thin by any stretch of the imagination, and the relatively dirty t-shirt she wore was quite amply filled out.
"Oh yeah?" another voice called from down the stairs. "You find a pack rat or something up there Joyce?"
"Not unless they come in a six foot version with a pretty hot looking body!" The lady at the top of the stairs called back. It was only seconds before two more sets of feet came running up the stairs, leaving me time to do little besides grab the coat off the floor and use it to cover my privates before two heads popped up the stair well. The first was a tall thin red haired woman wearing a pair of carpenters coveralls with a short cut-off red t-shirt under it, leaving a fair amount of skin exposed around her sides. The woman that followed was a slightly huskier blond woman whose blond hair was up in a pony tail sticking out the back of a ball cap, and a long florescent orange t-shirt that seemed to be covering a pair of holie jeans after draping off a fairly large and significantly protruding chest.
"Damn Joyce. You did, didn't you?" the blond said as she stared at me.
"No shit Jeanie. You think I'd lie about a naked man?" the black lady said with a smile.
The thin redhead climbed the last two stairs and then slowly walked toward me, surveying me up and down as she made her way around. "Pretty hunky too. Now I know what Sunny was doing here last night. Damn! So tell me hot stuff. What are you doing up here naked? Just looking for a hot fuck or something?"
"Uhhh Well, actually I own this place," I answered, a bit irritated at the comments I was getting.
"Oh shit!" Joyce said, turning on her heel and quickly disappearing down the stairs with Jeanie following close behind.
"Um. I'm sorry. I'm Marion," the redhead said, holding her hand out a little nervously. "We didn't mean anything by it, just weren't expecting to see a naked guy up here, if you know what I mean."
I shook her hand with my free hand, and had to laugh at myself. Here I was standing naked, with nothing but a shirt covering my cock and I could feel myself getting a hard on from just shaking her hand. What was wrong with me? I asked myself as I let go of her hand. She stepped back and instead of leaving like the other two ladies had, she leaned against the frame of the doorway.
"Uh can I have a little privacy?" I asked hopefully.
"Actually, no. I've known Sunny for most of my life, and to be blunt, there haven't been even half a dozen guys that she's let into her pants. I'd kind of like to see what was so special about you that she felt the need to swing back to a real cock. I mean are you hung like a horse or what?"
"Um. Nothing special that I know of," I answered, wrinkling my forehead while I tried to think of some reasonably dignified way out of this.
"Really?" she asked in surprise, pushing off the frame and slowly walking toward me. She bent over and pulled Sunny's t-shirt from the night before off the floor, followed by the tiny panties she had been wearing. "I've never known her to mess with anyone on a job site, but to get naked and leave her clothes here? No...Nothing special just isn't going to cut it." She dropped the shirt and panties, then reached out for the coat that I was holding in front of me, grabbed the sleeve, and gently began tugging it, trying to encourage me to let go of it, which I was not about to do. "Come on. How about a look see?"
"I don't think so," I answered, still holding onto the coat over my half hard cock.
"Well then. Maybe we need to try this another way," she said as she started to step around me. She held onto the coat until she was behind me, her arm now wrapped around me. I could feel the cold buckle of her tool belt pressing against my ass as she slid her other arm round me, her hand flat against my bare stomach. I held my breath as she slid her hand down, sneaking it between the coat and my body until her fingers teased across my cock. "Mmmmmm now we're getting some place," she whispered into my ear as she leaned herself tighter against my back.
"I don't think this is a good idea. I mean it's not like we're alone," I protested lamely as her fingers wrapped around my quickly hardening shaft.
"That's ok. They can join me if they want," she whispered as she began stroking me slowly under the coat. We stood that way for several long minutes before I inexplicably released the coat and allowed her to pull it away, her hand now more easily sliding the length of my hard shaft. "Ohhh that is a nice cock. Much better now that I can feel the whole thing. Nice and fat and long," she whispered as she started sliding around me again. She stepped carefully around me until she was standing in front of me, both hands on my cock. "Now that it's all nice and hard what shall we do with it? Hmmmm?"
