A VISIT WITH KAYE
Andy was sitting in his large comfortable chair and reading a fishing magazine in his small home office when the telephone rang. Two other magazines, delivered with yesterday's mail, were still not opened.
"Hello. This is Andy."
"Hi, Andy. This is Kaye. You fixed a leaking bathroom faucet for me about a month ago."
"Yes, I remember."
"Could you come by some afternoon and repair another faucet. I have one in the backyard that is leaking."
"Yes. Let me look at my schedule. -- -- -- -- Would Friday afternoon at 5:00 pm be satisfactory?"
"Yes, that would be an excellent time. Possibly you could also do some service work. Repair and service work is what I like to do!"
"Yes -- -- both could be done. Thanks for calling."
"See you in several days -- late Friday afternoon. Thank you. Good by, Andy."
Good by, Kaye."
Andrew put down the telephone and started reading again a recent magazine about one of his favorite hobbies: fishing. Two other magazines had arrived in the mail yesterday but were yet to be opened -- one contained articles on vacations and travel, the other on golfing.
He had owned a successful home repair business, but now his retirement and enjoyment of life was important -- even more so since his divorce. But several days a week, he still did small home repairs for people living in and near his community. Andy did not really need to supplement his retirement income, he just wanted to keep active and meet a variety of people. He especially wanted to meet women.
Specifically, Andy wanted to meet women who were available and interesting -- -- and willing to be partners for mutual sexual satisfaction.
Andy's hair was primarily white with a little black. While there was snow on his roof -- he still had fire in his furnace. The fire -- of his desire -- was warm. And could quickly become hot, hard and large!! A hot rod -- ready for penetration!!
Many of his customers where women, living alone, their spouses had passed away. Typically they did not have the skills or the equipment to do the repair work around their homes. In time, some of his women customers became
Very Special Lady Friends ( V S L F )
-- both repair work and service work was done on a regular basis. Frequently, he did not charge for the repair work, the only charge was for any parts needed. The service work was companionship -- mutual consensual sexual pleasure, stimulating conversation, and possibly a shared meal.
Andy had adjusted to being divorced -- his male equipment was well serviced.
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LATE FRIDAY AFTERNOON
Andy stopped his compact SUV at Kaye's ranch style home, got his tool box, and walked to the front door.
He had been in this house several times, and also in Kaye. After the faucet repair was finished, Andy fully expected that the two of them would become as one -- in many ways.
Before he rang the door bell, Kaye opened the door.
"Hi, Andrew. Thank you for coming so promptly."
"Hi, Kaye. I am glad that I could come."
They embraced tightly and kissed. Tongues met and explored deeply. Her hand touched a slight bulge under Andy's belt. His hand cupped a breast and pinched a teat through the fabric of her shirt.
Kaye was wearing sandals, very short blue shorts, and a yellow short sleeve shirt. The shirt was open at the top slightly exposing her breasts. Her nipples pushed against the shirt's fabric. She was not wearing a bra. The shirt was tied above her waist, her navel and abdomen were exposed.
"Would you like a piece of cherry cake with chocolate icing? I just baked it this morning."
"Now, Kaye, you know my policy. Work before any pleasure. The repair job will not take too long. Then we can share many things."
"Yes. We have many things that can be shared."
"What do you want to share, Kaye?"
"Conversation. Friendship. Companionship. -- -- -- -- Intimacy."
Kaye lead Andy to the back yard and showed him the leaking faucet that was attached to the house. Kaye sat outside, near the center of the yard, getting some late afternoon sun. Buttons and tie had been undone, her breasts were completely exposed. She already had some tan -- the tan color of her breasts was somewhat lighter then the tan color above her waist.
In less than a quarter hour, the rubber washer in the faucet had been replaced -- the tools returned to a storage box. Andy turned; their eyes met, both smiled as he looked at her exposed breasts. Andy walked toward Kaye and sat down in a chair facing her.
"Would you like that cherry cake with chocolate icing and a glass of ice tea?" Kaye asked.
"Later. Let's just sit and talk."
Many minutes passed as they talked about a variety of subjects. Kaye continued to get some sun on her bare upper body and legs. Andy continued to looked -- -- at her upper bare body. He appreciated the opportunity to enjoy looking at her ample boobs and her nipples. His covered penis stirred slightly.
As the sun light hit her body, it made some interesting shadows. Her nipples created two small shadows on her areolas. Her boobs created two curving lines and shadows below her mounds of female flesh. The valley between her breasts was in sun light and shadow.
"I have a crock-pot meal cooking that is almost ready to serve. Let's eat on the patio, then have dessert."
"Yes. And after we eat, we need to do some service work. Correct?"
"Yes. Always."
Both walked to the kitchen, and took their plates of food and beverage to the patio. Kay's yellow shirt was around her shoulders -- her breasts exposed. Andy removed his shirt. Dessert followed: cherry cake with chocolate icing, vanilla ice cream, and a glass of red wine.
"Thank you very much, Kaye. That was an excellent meal."
"You are welcome. And thank you for the repair job. Let's go to the bedroom. I want to show you some clothes that I recently purchased.
In the bedroom, sandals, shoes and socks were removed. Kaye pushed the shirt off Andy's shoulders; it fell to the floor. Then she removed her yellow shirt -- her mounds of female flesh were visible and tanned.
