"Well if our date went well I thought I might need some cum."
"Oh did you now? Well let me tell you the date is going perfectly. So was that the end of your job for Miss Williams?"
"Hell no, she was intent on getting her monies worth out of me. After I had cum she told me to take the robe off again, and you know what? It had my spunk all over it but she just put it back on as if it was clean."
" 'John,' she said, 'I have another job for you if you think you can do it?'
"I told her I would try anything, and she said 'I have a bush that needs trimming?'" Emma began laughing as soon as John said that, "yeah I know what you are thinking, but I have to admit I was a little slow on the uptake, and asked her where as there is no garden. She just laughed like you are now, and opened he legs on the sofa and pointed to her panties and said 'right here John.'
"Are you serious?" Emma asked.
"100%, my old school teacher wanted to pay me to trim her pubes off."
"Shit John, have you ever trimmed a woman's bush before?"
"Hell no, I only started shaving my face a couple of years ago. I told her I had never done it before, but she did not seem to care and just told me to go to the bathroom and fetch the equipment she had prepared for me whilst she made herself ready. In the bathroom she had laid out a towel and on it were scissors, a razor and shaving gel."
"I have to admit I was shaking when I returned to the lounge. She had made herself ready alright, she was sat on the sofa still but her legs were now wide apart and she had taken off her panties. I know I have seen plenty of pussies recently, but this one was different."
"Why what was wrong with it?"
"Nothing, it's just that I was not prepared for it, and I had fantasised about it so many times before. It was clear that she had trimmed it before, I mean it wasn't a forest down there like I expected, but a neat triangle. She told me then that she had heard about a Brazilian and wanted one herself."
"Like mine?"
"Exactly, in fact yours was what I was thinking of as I looked at Miss Williams there in front of me."
"Oh John, you are getting me excited again. Tell me more I love hearing this."
"Ok, I knelt down on the floor between her legs and looked closely at her pussy, and realised that it was not as neat as I had first thought. I could see why she had left scissors as it was a little tufty above her slit. I told her to relax, but my hand was still shaking as I put it on her for the first time and began to snip away the long hair. She laughed and said it was me who needed to relax. Once I had finished with the scissors I took the shave gel and began to spread it around her pussy leaving a strip of hair about the size of yours I thought. I spent the next 15 minutes shaving her, she told me more than once that she wanted it smooth except where the strip was, and she pulled her fanny lips to each side to make sure I got in all the areas.
I thought I had done a pretty good job when I finished, if I do say so myself. I watched as she used her hand to check my work and seemed satisfied with it. Watching her use her fingers over her pussy like that was making my cock hard again."
"At last she said to me, 'so what do you think, do you like the look?' I told her it was very sexy, but more importantly did she like it? 'Yes it feels real nice' she replied. She then told me that my work for her today was done and I could dress now. As I dressed she told me that she had mentioned the idea of the naked handyman to the president of the WI and she seemed interested. And now that she could tell her that I was happy to do anything I was sure to have a full diary for the rest of the summer."
"Wow John, I cannot believe it."
"It's all true honest."
"Oh I don't mean I don't believe you," Emma explained. "I cannot believe how horny you have made me telling me about your day."
"Really?" John said.
"Yes totally, I could fuck you right here on the table now, we don't have to go to watch a film do we?"
"No way, we can do anything you want," John told her.
"Right then pay the bill and take me home as I am going to fuck you like crazy, who was I kidding that I could wait, I have been so pent up wanting to call you and tell you to come on over but I wanted it to be the right time, and now it is."
John paid the waiter, he had not even noticed what the food had been like as he had told Emma about his afternoon, but he guessed it must have been good. They left the restaurant and he drove them back to her house, her hand on his crotch rubbing his cock through his trousers the whole time.
By the time John pulled up outside Emma's house the bulge at the front of his trousers was starting to become uncomfortable. "I don't suppose I need to ask if you want to come in for a nightcap do I?" Emma asked.
"I think we can safely assume I do," John replied as he opened his car door, Emma did not wait for him to open hers and was almost running inside before John had locked the car. Indoors the house was quiet, it seemed like Lisa and Josh had gone out too. However, before they had left they must have prepared for Emma and John to come back because when Emma switched the light on there they saw a path of tissue hearts on the floor leading to the stairs.
"Looks like the outcome of our evening was expected by Lisa and Josh too," Emma said before John took her into his arms and kissed her, their mouths opening to each other's and tongues flashing inside their mouths. John's hands held her face tenderly whilst her hands ran through his hair and then down his back.
They stood just inside the doorway kissing like this for five minutes before Emma started moving further in to the room leaving John to follow her trying not to let go of her lips with his own. They collapsed onto the sofa together and their hands and mouths continued to explore each other. Emma was on top of John and she felt his hands run up her legs to her bum pulling the skirt of her dress up as they went exposing her ass cheeks to the cool air.
John's hands moved over Emma's smooth ass feeling where the string of her thong went between her cheeks and he massaged them as they continued kissing. The movement of his hands elicited a little moan of pleasure from Emma who could feel her juices beginning to flow and her pussy lips moistening. She lifted herself up from John's body and began to unbutton his shirt opening it up so she could run her hand over his smooth chest, so different to her brothers hairy one. Leaning down she used her tongue on his nipple feeling it harden in her mouth just as hers were doing under her dress.
"Oh that feels good, Emma," John said his eyes closing as she moved over to the other nipple.
"I can tell," she said. "There is a big lump pushing against me in your trousers."
"Sorry, but we can easily remedy that if you pull them down."
"Yes I am sure it will, but let's go upstairs, we will be far more comfortable." Emma lifted herself off John and pulled her dress off over her head leaving it on the sofa before leading John to the stairs, his shirt falling to the floor. John followed her watching her thong framed ass and unbuckling his trousers as he went. When they reached the top of the the stairs they were ready to come down and he let them fall leaving them in a pile on the carpet.
The trail of hearts continued but did not lead to Emma's room, instead they led to Josh and Lisa's. "I think they want us to use their bed," Emma said. "Which makes sense as Josh has a king size bed." When they entered the bedroom the hearts were spread all over the bed inviting them to jump on. Before they did though John grabbed Emma once more and they restarted the kissing and fondling that had begun downstairs. This time though there was nothing between them but the thin material of Emma's thong and she could feel his hard cock pushing against it as they held each other tightly.
Emma's hand moved down so she could finally touch John's cock and her touch made it twitch in her hand. "He feels wonderful John."
"Not too small for you, now you have had Josh's?"
"No way, I love my brother and his cock, but yours is just perfect John." To prove her point she pushed him on the bed and then got on her knees beside him and took it into her mouth. No licking or teasing just sucked it right in until her lips were resting on his balls and his tip was against the back of her throat. Why she pulled it back out she said, "I will never be able to do that with Josh's cock."
"Well you can do it to mine when ever you want, that was great."
"Just a second," Emma said as she leapt off the bed and pulled her thong down before taking up position over his cock once more and restarting to suck it. As she did she swung her legs over John's body so her pussy was above his face inviting and tempting him to lick it. John needed no further encouragement than that and before she had his cock deep in her mouth he had his first taste of her pussy and it tasted like nectar on his tongue that he just had to taste more of and he worked his tongue in between her smooth lips and probed inside her tight vagina.
They spent the next 10 minutes like this each lost in the pleasure of pleasuring the other. John was at the edge of an orgasm more than once, but Emma seemed to know just when to stop and let him get through without cumming. At the other end though Emma had no such control and she had two little orgasms each time John had sucked on her clitoris before delving back inside her with his tongue.
"Let me get on you John, I need this cock in my cunt!" She said rolling off him.
John had never heard Emma say anything like that and he was turned on more by her language. "Yes slide your tight cunt over my cock Emma," he responded in the same way.
Emma did just that spreading her legs each side of him before dropping down and sliding his hard cock into her and just letting it rest their for 30 seconds before she began to ride it. John watched her tits as she slowly bounced on his cock. Unlike his Mum or Grandma's, Emma's tits were firm and did not swing about as she fucked him but just rose and fell with her movements. It did not stop him reaching up to touch them though, stroking her small nipples and giving them a little pinch.
