Why Me?

no sex with anyone under 18 in this.

Why Me?

I'm Will, William Body, but nobody calls me that, just Will, I'm an electrician by trade but I can do a lot of things, turn my hand and do a good job anywhere around the house but I don't do Gas, it goes bang as far as I'm concerned.

So I'm twenty five and run my own business, I don't take on anything bigger than a house, but I do alright with that, I'll never make a millionaire or anything, but I'm not that bothered by that amount of money.

All my work I get by word of mouth, I do a good job here and they tell their friends and they come to me next time, it works, and a bonus is that I don't have to travel miles for work.

I lived in a very small one bed house, very old and had done it up over the last four years, my gran had left it to me when she passed on, it had been neglected and was in great need of repair, I was nearly there.

It did me, I'd had a steady girlfriend who last year had moved on, her job offer was too good to pass on and we had parted friends.

I either was asked to pop around to Mrs So and So, or they would give me a call to get a price, my prices varied, if they were old and looked poor it was a cheap job, if they were young and rolling in it, well to my eyes they were then it would be a realistic, competitive price, but I never overcharged.

This Thursday afternoon I answered a call and agreed to go around the following day around lunchtime when I had completed the job I had on at the time.

I knew the area and it was full of big detached houses, most being older, but a few more modern.

This address was of the older variety, the couple that greeted me at the door were dressed like workmen, they had obviously been doing something messy, they had a covering of dust over everything they had on.

Mr. and Mrs. Best, or please call me Don and this is Liz, said the man who looked to be in his forties, Liz... at a guess was maybe younger, but it was hard to tell from under the dust layer over her.

They invited me in to talk about their requirements, I was having trouble putting them into a category, most rich people didn't get this dirty, they paid for others to do that for them, but these two were rich but much more down to earth than many I'd worked for.

Liz made tea for us, 'get rid of the taste of dust,' they joked, we walked around the whole place with them telling me what they were going to do, I had to point out that some weren't going to work and showed them why.

We walked around the garden, more like a farm to me, with sheds and two big barns, the plans for how they saw it, it was all in their heads, very little on paper as far as I could tell.

We went back to the kitchen, I knew it was the kitchen, it had a cold water tap hanging off the wall that dripped into a bucket.

Liz made fresh tea, and chocolate biscuits from the packet was offered.

We took it outside, less dust to breathe in they joked.

We talked and the only thing that I could price for them was a job that wasn't going to be possible until most of the rest of the job had been completed, there just wasn't enough information and so much could and would change without proper plans.

I liked them, but I didn't want to tell them anything that they would come back and say that I had lied about, I tried to put them off but for some reason they were, it seemed to me, determined to have me do their work.

They insisted that I went to dinner with them that night, I hadn't anything else planned so agreed, they were living in the little house by the gateway entrance, it was a three bed house, three times the size of my place if not four times as big.

I try not to stare at any woman, but I couldn't help it when Liz opened the door, she had changed completely, now she looked beautiful, nothing like the dirty workman from earlier, I apologised, saying that I wasn't sure it was the same woman, Liz blushed but smiled her thanks, Don was a great host and Liz's cooking was great, it had been a while to have a meal cooked for me.

The chat was easy, they were very friendly and they joked with one another and made me laugh with them.

When we sat down after dinner they became serious, the talk was now about the work.

I explained my reasons for not wanting to give them a price, too many unknowns, I would have to overprice any work, it just wouldn't be fair to them.

It was Liz who came up with a solution, they would pay me a day rate, not something I did often, but Don jumped at the idea, he would guarantee me a wage every week, if I had another job that I wanted to do then it was fine by them, we haggled a price out, but they gave me the weekend to think about it.

That Monday Liz hugged me in thanks for helping them out as I accepted their offer, I had jobs to do that week and the one after, but they weren't every day so I started there on the Tuesday.

Don worked in the city, as a banker or something to do with the bank, so it was Liz and me who were drinking tea that first morning discussing what and how to go about it, I had to explain to Liz that the roof should have been the first thing to do, it wasn't worth doing a lot of jobs if it was going to leak water on our new work.

I hadn't realised how... not stupid, but unaware of how things like this worked, on the Thursday morning Don was there, I had to explain it to him again, the next week a team turned up, scaffolding and sheeting the roof completely, and the week after a team moved in and reroofed the whole thing, it took two weeks to complete.

I'd never seen such quick work and done up to standard, no shortcuts that I could see, money and people you know joked Don.

I think Don's "if you need something, just ask Liz," I had taken as a bit of a joke, but that stopped that idea, money talks.

Don must have had plenty, he gave me a credit card, "buy anything you need on that," it shocked me, but it made everything easier, I didn't have to pay out and get it back from Don.

Over the next year I did most of the work, I would get in plasters and tilers and wallpaper hangers to speed the job up when the time was right, but Liz and I did a lot of the work on our own.

Liz was a hard worker and didn't mind getting dirty in the process.

Don was there most weekends, he was off on travels for work, the USA, Africa and other places and would be away not more than two weeks at a time.

In the summer I saw Liz in bikini tops and shorts, we would eat sandwiches in the sun or the garage if it was raining just to be somewhere else for a change.

We got on and with Don when he was here, it got to be the usual thing that I eat with them on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights, and when they held a party I was expected to attend.

Their friends, all loaded as far as I could see, would talk about the car they had brought, just as a runabout, £40,000 some old car that was not going to pass the test to be on the road until a lot of work had been completed, and sometimes the car was never heard of again.

£40,000 down the drain.

One idiot knew that his Classic car had a petrol leak, so he drove it up to Scotland to have the petrol tank changed instead of putting it on a low loader, more fun he said, I found out later it was really an excuse to take his girlfriend on a weeks getaway, away from his wife, the car never got there, it caught fire, surprise surprise, and to cap it all he only had third party insurance, no fire and theft, total loss, but he was more upset that his wife berated him for putting his girlfriend in danger, she knew about her and him.

I'd stayed a few nights when Don had made me drink too much and it wasn't safe for me to drive, but it was at a party at one of their friends, at the end of summer that I saw Liz in a different light for the first time, as more than a friend, as a woman.

As I said, the end of summer and it was lovely and hot, the food and drinks had flowed as was usual, there was a big fire pit that we had gravitated to as dusk became night, several couples had gone home, I was thinking that it was time for me to as well, as I went looking for Don and Liz to ask if they wanted me to drive them home or were they staying the night. I walked into the lounge and looked around.

I saw a couple kissing on the loveseat in the window, and then a couple making out on a sofa, she had her top off and it was obvious that her hand was in his trousers.

It was then I saw Don, or rather his back, he was nude, or as near as he could be, Liz who he was gently riding in the missionary position on a second sofa had her top pulled down and her skirt was pulled up giving Don access to her treasure, Liz had pulled herself up and was looking over Don's shoulder, but she wasn't seeing what was in front of her, me, her eyes were glassed over, I assumed that she was in the middle of her climax, and I heard Don having his as I stood there frozen in place.

I hadn't expected to see anyone doing that, but to see Liz and Don, well it jarred my mind a bit.

I walked out before they saw me, gave them ten minutes and as I was going back in to find them they were coming out.

I drove them home smelling them in the car, Liz smelled of sex, she was glowing with that just fucked look that some women have.

I was glad to drop them and go home, I needed to get away from them, for some reason I was jealous of Don, and for the first time I could think of, I was jealous of another man.

I made an excuse that I had an emergency job that I just had to do, I didn't go back until Wednesday afternoon.

Liz was there and I tried to act as if nothing had happened, but by three o'clock I was struggling not to look at her inappropriately.

When Liz put a mug of tea by my side as I was deciding if I had the right length of wood here or needed to go to the store to get some more she surprised me. Her voice was unusually quiet as she said that she was sorry that I had been offended, she would try to make sure that they didn't embarrass me like that again.

Now I was embarrassed.

We got on with the job.

Similar things happened at other parties that we went to, one was in a swimming pool, the owner was some kind of Mr swimming pool, this one at his house was indoor, and the surprise of it was that he could at a touch of a button lift or lower the floor of the thing, he demonstrated it in action when a game of water polo was being played, I think that's what it was, but it was a way to see the women who were all topless, watch their tits bouncing around and bobbing just in the water.

I stayed out of the "fun and games " as it was referred to, I wasn't the only one, but I was the only man who didn't take part.

Christmas was near, as we were getting to the end of the job and Don was away for one of his job trips I was staying in the house, just to make a presence in the house to stop vandalism or theft, Liz was still in the gatehouse as I called it.

I didn't know two things, one was that Liz was terrified of lightning storms, the other was that there was one forecast.

I was woken at midnight by Liz screaming as she ran into the house, I had been deep in my dreams when this happened and jumped up with my trusty length of wood to beat off vandals, Liz ran into me knocking us both over onto the floor, I had to hold her tightly as her screaming and shaking was getting out of control.

Eventually, it seemed to take forever, but was probably not that long before she calmed down, then I became aware that she was wet, from the rain that she had run through to get to me.

I then became aware of what she was and wasn't wearing, and how that was affecting me, I moved her off of me to arm's length, I suggested that I took her back but there was no way she was going to leave my side and I gave that up as a non-event.

Liz was quite clear that she was going to stay with me, her shaking because of how wet she and what she was wearing was, I told her to go and dry off in the bathroom getting a dry, clean top for her to put on instead.

Liz made me go into the bathroom with her, wouldn't be left alone.

I'm ashamed to say that I watched her take off and dry herself and then put on the dry top, all in the mirror that I was facing, we were back to back as she did that, her shacking was concerning me she had to be very cold.

As the heating wasn't working yet there was only one place that I could think of to warm her up, my bed.

Liz didn't have any reservations about getting into bed with me, I did with her but couldn't tell her that.

I put an extra blanket on the bed and the pair of us got in I had no choice but to cuddle up behind her, she pulled herself into my hug, pulled my arm around her as tight as I think I could take it, a clap of thunder only made her trembles worse, I kissed the back of her head and said soothing things to her, well I hoped they were.

The morning brought sun and a rainbow, I saw this as I felt Liz moving her butt, I went to move back a little, I was still holding her tight, but of more concern to me was the hard-on that I knew was between her butt cheeks, as I moved it slipped and grew in size and fitted more snugly between those cheeks, she giggled and told me to leave it there, she was very comfortable as she was.

I wasn't, I was very uncomfortable and embarrassed, Don would look at this as a betrayal on my part, abusing Liz in her fright was how he would see it I was sure.

I knew that my top was the only item of clothing that she had on, my underwear was the only thing keeping us apart down there as the top was up by her breasts, I could feel it bunched up.

I got out after a short while, saying that I needed the bathroom, had a wash and got dressed while Liz was in the bathroom.

Liz went home and not a lot later was back with breakfast cereal and milk.

We didn't talk about last night, or this morning, we got on with the jobs we had.

It was as we ate dinner that Liz casually told me that there was another thunderstorm forecast for tonight and that she would be sleeping with me again, it wasn't a question from her but a fact.

I told her I wasn't happy about that, what would Don say about his wife sleeping with me?

Thinking that might settle it, wrong!

She called him, wherever he was, just rang him and he answered, they had words, missing you, what we had done in the house and then Liz just told him about last night, how she had run to me and how I had given her dry clothing and that she had slept in my bed.

Then she surprised me when she said that there was another storm coming and I wasn't happy with her sleeping with me, "he thinks you will be upset Don, here I'll give him the phone,"

Don was all thanks for keeping Liz safe, how frightened she was of storms and he didn't mind, he trusted me to look after Liz, "do whatever she needs Will," my goose was cooked.

Liz was right, or the weather forecast was, the storm moved in long before it should have, at the first clap of thunder she turned into a shivering wreck, luckily she had been home and returned before that happened and had brought more clothes tonight, I was more thankful that she was wearing a onesie.

That feeling didn't last when she asked if we could go to bed and get under the covers, she went to take the onesie off when we got to the bedroom, Liz didn't like it but I made it clear that I would stay awake and be above the covers if she took it off.

She kept it on, I have to admit that I got a good night's sleep.

Don came home that weekend and everything was as it usually was, he thanked me for looking after Liz and took me with them for a great meal at a swanky restaurant as a thanks.

We carried on with the house and the pair of them treated me as family rather than as an employee, which I was, my wage, and my daily rate were always on time in my bank account, if anything he paid me more than he should have but would never accept any money back.

Liz and I never mentioned that night again, but somehow things had changed between us.

As I've said they had taken me to parties in their friend's places, and sometimes some of the guests were... let's say over friendly with each other, but nobody seemed to take any notice, I was told, or overheard that some of the women weren't wives or girlfriends really, that they were hired for the night or weekend, I think I may have made the comment to Liz at one point that that must be nice for them, which put a smile on her face.

Don, when Liz repeated my words to him had him laughing like mad.

I was now living in the worksite full time, I joked it was nearly finished, pretty much now, and sometimes they would stay in the master bedroom at weekends, it was on one of these occasions that Don having had a few too many to drink started to make out with Liz in the room that we were using as a lounge, I didn't notice at first, but Liz made a comment that attracted my attention, I turned to see what she was talking about and found that Liz was sat up with Don suckling on a breast, Liz was just smiling at me as Don slobbered on each nipple like a baby desperate for milk.

I was mesmerised by the sight, and whatever Don did to her she continued to stare at me with that smile.

I came to my senses, and as I moved to get up Liz shook her head, "No, you don't have to go, I have two," she flicked the nipple that Don wasn't latched onto.

It was my turn to shake my head, I went to bed and heard them go to theirs soon after, and then heard Don asking why I wasn't with them.

Another day Don asked me to accompany Liz to some do or other, something he couldn't make, it was like a date, a first date, Liz stuck to me like glue throughout the evening, holding my arm or hand for most of it.

We were staying in a hotel that night, when we got back and were going to our rooms, note rooms, plural, Liz wanted me to look at something in her room, and when we entered she leaned against the door stopping me from leaving, she asked why I didn't want to keep her warm some nights, she didn't say have sex with her, but that's what she was implying.

My statement that I didn't like sharing made her smile, I was shocked by her response "You don't have to have sex with me, you could just keep me warm if you prefer".

Liz started to come to my bed, not every night, and not on nights that Don was home, she started wearing the onesie, but after a while, it became a nightshirt, and then it became smaller and more sexy, and one night nude.

We still hadn't had sex, I'd held my cock between her butt cheeks that first night, but hadn't done more than kiss her under the mistletoe and on her birthday after that.

I'd had a girl or two over this time of working for Don and Liz, they were nothing more than one night stands really, but it had kept me from making a fool of myself with my employer, but things changed when Don had gone to the pub that I was having a drink with one of these girls, his three friends nodded hello to me, I knew them and when Don spotted me he came over to see if I wanted a drink.

Don ordered a round of drinks and the barmaid said she would bring them over so Don sat at my table to chat, he chatted to Tina as if she was an old friend and invited us back for a drink, Tina didn't ask me, but said we would love to, I saw that she was quite taken by Don.

When we all went there it turned into a spur of the moment party it seemed.

The music was turned up and people started to dance, some of the women danced in a group that was split up when Jim wanted to dance and it changed who was dancing with who.

I stood back and watched, I watched Tina drag Don for a dance and Liz was drawn into it as well, and then it was just Tina and Liz dancing, people left and it came down to just the four of us, the music had been turned back down along with the lights, I watched Tina kissing Liz and Don with equal passion, watched as Don was undressing Tina as she kissed Liz, it was crazy to watch, how quickly it had changed my feelings for Tina, I had quite liked her before coming here tonight.