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The Painter
Tanya Norton was looking at her house decor after visiting a friend's house and realised it was getting a little shabby and out of date. The wallpaper was perhaps an oldie style than that of the smart new designs. The paint colour was perhaps a little faded and once more not up to the more modern style that was now available. All in all, Tanya was becoming more and more dissatisfied with the state of her own home decor and decided that a new fresh look and design was needed.
Asking for recommendations from her friends and neighbours. Tanya found a home decoration and design company that she liked the sound of. She phoned and made a home appointment with a designer called Jean Wilson. To come and give her an appraisal and some new ideas for the house.
Jean Wilson arrived a few days later and was given a quick tour of the rooms that Tanya wanted re-decorated.
"I can certainly spruce up your home decor Mrs. Norton, I'll make up some style boards and colour suggestions and get back to you." Jean Wilson told Tanya.
"That would be wonderful, and the work how does that happen?" Tanya asked.
"We have a list of professional painters and workers that we work with all the time. I am sure one or more of them would be more than able to carry out all the work that is required." Jean Wilson assured Tanya.
"Sounds like I have asked the right company." Said Tanya and was very happy with what Jean Wilson told her.
Two weeks later two workmen arrived at Tanya's home and began the process of removing the old wallpaper and preparing to begin the re-decoration of the rooms on the ground floor of her home. One was a woman called Rachel, with long blonde hair tied back from her face. She was tall too. The other one was a short man, younger and with a mop of black hair, called Billy. He had a shy smile and hardly spoke much. Both of them tore into the work stripping off wallpaper and sanding down wood trim like a pair of whirling dervishes. At the end of the first day, there was a large pile of waste in a huge transport bin parked in the driveway of Tanya's house.
On day two they both returned, and for a while stood and discussed what would be the best way forward with the re-decoration plans. Tanya listened and joined in with their discussions.
"Could you start in the main lounge area first?" Tanya asked them.
"Sure, that's ok with us." Said Rachel who seemed to be doing most of the talking between her and Billy.
"Sure," Billy said. Tanya noticed he was a sort of one-word sort of person.
They worked steadily and by lunchtime, the new wallpaper was around one wall and looking very smart. Tanya was very pleased with the pattern that the designer Jean Wilson had recommended to her. It took both Rachel and Billy to hang the new wallpaper and Tanya was impressed how they worked as a team. They just had that knack of anticipating and knowing how and where they should both be and what each other was doing. The work progressed smoothly and quickly after a short lunch break and the paper hanging was completed before the end of the day. The new decor design was really taking shape right before Tanya's eyes.
On the third day. Billy arrived on his own. He was to begin the painting. Tanya tried to have a conversation with him but his one-word answers were not going to make any long exchanges between Billy and Tanya. So she left him to work away on his own.
Just after lunchtime. Tanya heard a shout-out and then a thump and the sound of things landing hard onto the floor. She rushed into the room where Billy was working and found him rolling over and a pot of paint spilled and splashed across the plastic coverings.
"Are you alright there Billy?" She asked in a concerned tone of voice.
Billy just grunted and then slowly stood up from the floor.
"Just slipped off the step. I was trying to reach too far over into the corner with my brush." Billy explained.
Tanya was a little stunned as this was the longest thing that Billy had said in the several days since she had met him.
"But your ok?" Tanya asked.
"Fine" Came back the one-word reply.
"Your covered in paint!" Tanya exclaimed as she saw the paint running down the front of his clothes.
"Opps!" Came the one-word comment from Billy.
"I will get something to soak that up. You better take that off slowly and drop it onto the middle of the plastic." Tanya said to him.
"OK," Billy said and began to remove his overalls.
"Maybe have a shower upstairs," Tanya suggested as she used a roll of paper towel to soak up the paint.
"Are you sure?" Asked Billy.
"Go, go, I'll manage this," Tanya said and told him to go.
Billy just in his tee-shirt and shorts went upstairs and found the master bedroom and the shower room off it.
As Billy took off his clothes and went into the shower. Tanya was just outside the door. She spied on Billy and as he was stripping off his clothes and entering the shower. She slipped into the bedroom and gathered up his clothes and took them away. Then she returned to once more spy on Billy in the shower. Watching his naked body as he soaped himself clean. Tanya watched him with a growing sense of lust and desire at his young strong body in the shower. Tanya stared at Billy and she decided to push her limits and take what she wanted from Billy that afternoon.
When he finished showering Billy wrapped a towel around his waist and went back into the bedroom. Standing there waiting for him was Mrs. Norton in just her lingerie. A white bra, knickers, suspender belt, and tan stockings.
"Well, Billy time for you to do a little work for me on the bed," Tanya said to him and tugged at his towel and pulled it from his body. Leaving him naked in the bedroom.
"But." Billy began to say.
'No, 'Buts Billy, I'm in charge now so you come with me and do as your told!" Tanya told him. She reached out and took hold of his stiffening cock and led him over to the bed and made him lie down on his back. Billy was wide-eyed and a little surprised at what Mrs. Norton was doing with him. He tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth. So he let her take control of him and he did as she was telling him to do.
