As promised, here is the next chapter of my tale of a man who is good at 'fixing' things'. This time, an old friend pays a call, and their coupling has interesting consequences at home.
They Handyman Chapter 4, Betty
The rest of the week went smoothly, and on Friday evening, I watched Zelda walk up the street to Betty and Harold's house, carrying the same overnight bag she had brought to my house last weekend. Harold has end stage MS, and required virtually round the clock care. He was still able to talk and breathe without a respirator, but had lost most of his motor skills. Up until about six months ago, we used to play poker and chess every Thursday afternoon. About fifteen minutes after Zelda walked into their door, I saw Betty walking toward my house with a casserole dish in her hands. I met her at the door and took the dish from her, and we walked into the kitchen.
When I turned around after I set the dish on my kitchen table, Betty wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a passionate kiss full on my lips. Then she said, "Joe, we have been friends since you and Mary moved here ten years ago. You and Harry became pals and you were both there for us when he was first diagnosed. Is this going to be weird for us?"
I said, "Betty, Harry asked me before Mary got sick that when he lost his mobility if I would take care of your 'needs' when he could no longer do it himself. I planned to tell Mary just before she got sick, but I thought it would hurt her so I did nothing. Oddly enough, now I think Mary knew, and this is something they both wanted, so let's have dinner, and then have fun."
After we ate the dinner she had prepared for me, we went to bedroom and undressed each other. She was a little over five feet tall, and not as plump as she appeared in her clothes. She had large perfect boobs and hips to match, with a slender waist and a slight tummy hiding under her clothes. I pulled back the covers and top sheet and laid her on the king-sized bed. I looked between her legs and saw a lovely hairless vulva and smiled because it was already oozing her juices. I started kissing and nibbling my way from her toes up her calves and thighs, alternating from one leg to the other, until I reached her vulva. I covered her vulva and mound with licks and kisses, and she started to moan. I spread her outer lips apart and licked her inner lips from bottom to top, and as I flicked her clitoris with the tip of my tongue she came squirting all over my face.
When she opened her eyes, I was poised over her with the head of my cock resting between her labial lips at the entrance of her vagina. I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and smiled as I pushed slightly into her. She smiled back at me, spread her legs more, planted her feet on the bed, and raised her hips causing us couple completely as our mounds touched. We kissed and didn't move as she got used to my size.
I could tell it had been a long time by how tight she was, and when she wrapped her legs around me and locked her ankles behind my ass, I started stroking out and in, slowly increasing in speed and urgency until we were slamming into each other with as much intensity as I had ever experienced. She came twice more before I exploded inside of her triggering her fourth of the night. I don't know how long we lasted, but we both lost consciousness after we finally came together, and I felt like I had run a marathon.
When we both opened our eyes, we were lying on our sides facing each other. I reached down and pulled up the sheets and turned off the bedside lamp. We looked into each other's eyes, and she said, "Wow, that was incredible." I said nothing, just nodding as we kissed and closed our eyes, both falling into a deep sleep. When we awoke, the sun was just coming up, and we were in the same position as we fell asleep in the night before. We showered together and walked into the kitchen nude together, where I put on the apron again and fixed us both breakfast.
As we were eating, I complimented her on her sexy body, and asked her why she hid it under such frumpy looking clothes. She said that when they were first married, Harry was jealous of any man who paid any attention to her. He would get angry at other men when they would stare at her, and punched any who complimented her on her looks. I told her that I thought she was a beautiful, sexy woman, and she should dress more seductively. I told her that Harry was my friend, but he should have been proud that a woman as sexy as her wanted to be on his arm.
She blushed and told me that Mary was very fortunate to have had me as her husband. Then she smiled and walked around the table and knelt next to me. She reached under the apron and grabbed my cock causing it to harden. She started to kiss and lick the head as she wrapped both of her hands firmly around the shaft. She looked at me as if she were asking permission to go farther and I said, "Go ahead, put it in your mouth and suck on it." She opened her mouth, took a deep breath, stuck out her tongue, and swallowed my manhood until it was lodged in her throat and her lips were touching my pubes!
