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It was a spring day and I was finally doing the kitchen remodel I had been putting off for some time now. Things were going along pretty well until I realize I had not purchased the sink trap I needed on the last run to the hardware store.
"Maybe I can work around it until I have to get more supplies," I thought at first. "Damn, it's just not my day," I mumbled to myself. "I'm missing the faucet too."
I changed out of my work clothes, got into my truck, and headed for the hardware store. The store was not too busy, and I had the place to my self. That worked out just fine since I can help myself. As I rummaged through the displays looking for what I needed, a man broke my concentration and asked if I could help him out. As I turned around I saw what I expected ... a man about my age trying to fit some plumbing parts together. The pleasant surprise was the very nice looking woman standing next to him and looking in my direction. I smiled and told them I would certainly try to help if I could.
I asked what they wanted to do, and they tried to explain the situation. After asking a few more questions I have a pretty good idea what they needed. We gather the necessary supplies together, and they head to the front to purchase them. I had all I need too, so I wasn't far behind them.
As we stood in the short check out line, the woman asked me if I did much house repair work. I told her I was a handyman of sorts. I had built my own house some years ago and had become familiar with all of the construction involved in building. She was as friendly as she was attractive, and by the time they checked out I knew her name was Sharon and her hubby was Frank.
When we got outside, we headed for our own vehicles. As I was about to get in the driver's seat when they approached me again and Frank asked if I ever did out side work. I told them I did work for friends but not as a business.
Sharon said with an amazing smile, "Well, my friend, would you consider coming to our place and look at the problem and perhaps help Frank fix it?"
Frank quickly added he was not very handy in the house repair department and would appreciate any help I might give. I told him sure ... always willing to help a "friend". We exchanged phone numbers and I told them I would come by their house after I made a couple of more stops.
A couple of hours later I pulled up in front of their house. I got out of my truck and headed for the door. I rang the doorbell and moment's later Sharon opened the door. As she stood there beckoning me to come in I was surprised how much better she looked in the shorts and tank top she was now wearing ... not bad for a full figured woman. What she wore before certainly did not exaggerate the beautiful curves she now was displaying. As I passed her in the hall, I brushed across her shirt. I swear I could almost feel her hard nipples, but it probably wishful thinking on my part.
She directed me to the kitchen where Frank was sitting on the floor and trying to sort through the parts they had purchased. I got down on the floor and crawled under the sink to survey the problem. I sat down on the floor next to Frank and showed him how to assemble the pieces. After a little cutting and assembling I laid back down on my back and had him pass me the parts. Things got a little crowded when he tried to get under the sink to see, so I backed out a little so only my head was still under. We got it put together, and he told Sharon to turn on the water.
With both of us under foot she had to straddle me and bend over a little to reach the handles. I had all I could do to contain myself. As I looked up I saw the most perfect set of breasts. I let my eyes fall down her gorgeous body and I could also see that she was not wearing any panties under her very loose shorts and her light pubic hair looked like it was caressing her pussy.
This was the only time in my long life I hoped a repair would leak. That way I could remain in this position and continue enjoying the excited sight above me. All too soon Frank said it looked good and started to back out. Sharon turned off the water and backed away ... what a let down. Frank sat down on the floor again and began picking up all of the extra parts. I was also a little slow getting up trying to let a major hard on subside first.
When Sharon left the room, he said, "Nice isn't she?"
I guess he had noticed me staring up her clothing and was amused it had turned me on. All I could do is smile and tell him what a lucky man he was to have such a beautiful wife. We got the mess cleaned up and then he asked me how much he owed me.
I thought for a moment, did some adding on my fingers and said, "A beer should cover it."
He smiled and got us both a beer.
We went into the living room and sat down and began discussing how we had repaired his sink. We talked about our jobs and what kind of work I had done. Frank told me what he did for a living, and that he travelled a lot. Every once in a while Sharon would come in from the back of the house or kitchen and ask if we needed anything like another beer or something. I could not help but watch her as she moved around or bent over to place the beer on the table. Frank seemed to take a great deal of pleasure in my uneasiness as I became excited seeing his scantly clad wife each time she was close.
After a couple of more beers I told him I had to get going. He asked if it would be all right if his wife called me while he was out of town in case she needed help. I said of course she can. As I got up to leave he called to his wife and announced I was going. She came back in the room and stepped right up to me and kissed me on the cheek. As she pressed her breast to my chest she said how nice it was for me to come to their place and help them out.
On the drive home all I could think about was the wonderful sight I had seen. As distracted as I was, it's a good thing I did live too far away. As the day went by the sight of her wonderful body slowly faded from my mind ... good thing since every time I envisioned her I would get a hard on, and I had work to do.
After our first meeting Frank would call every few days and ask a question or two about fixing something. We would talk, and I would ask how they were doing. Soon Frank was getting very frank about their marriage. Some of the conversations turned out to be very stimulating and informative. I learned from him that the wife likes to give and receive oral, and I jokingly told him she could work on my pipes anytime. On a few occasions I was invited over to help with a project. Sharon would always answer the door and would never miss a chance to rub her titties against my arm or back and even my chest when she would kiss me ... even in front of Frank. Naturally I enjoyed the game and would grab her ass every chance I got just to feel how nice it was.