Mr Fix It

He had retired after many long years with a local company, though he was still quite young. He had begun his career at the ripe age of 16 and at 48 had been retired 2 years already, though his pension was quite lean, so he supplemented his pension doing odd jobs around the small town he lived in. He had become quite proficient at fixing things, washing machines, dishwashers, garbage disposals and many handyman things. His rates were reasonable and he had enough work to get by, but soon, he would find himself overwhelmed with “jobs” in this small, rural town.

Jed was his name and he had spent many years in the community and was well known to most of the residents and the new people always seemed to get his number from the natives if something needed fixing. He had divorced several years earlier and now just lived a simple, quiet life, but all that was about to change, as his phone rang, it was Mrs. Keller.

“Hello, Jed. I was wondering if you could come out and fix the back door for me. My husband never seems to have to do anything and it’s coming off its hinges,” she said and little did he know the underlying motive for her call.

“Give me a few minutes to toss some tools in the truck and I’ll be over, Mrs. Keller,” and they said their goodbyes and he went to gather his tools. He turned down the long dirt drive to the Keller house and drove around back to have his truck closer to the work site. He gathered some tools and headed up to the door, it was a cool spring day and he thought he heard whimpering coming from the open bedroom window. He sat his tools by the back door and walked around to the window to investigate the sounds he heard, his eyes locking on the beautiful Mrs. Keller on the bed, naked, her legs thrust in the air as she furiously masturbated and her whimpers became moans.

He felt a stirring in his jeans as he watched her fuck herself with a dildo and suck her own nipples at the same time. The sight was making him quite hard, she was a beautiful woman, 34 years old, never had children and her body was a creamy color as he watched the beads of perspiration bead on her. Her moans became screams as she climaxed and he sought to move away from the window before she finished, not wanting to be caught. He walked back to the back door, adjusting his huge hard on as he did and decided to give her a minute before he knocked.

Jed had not had sex in awhile, the local single women were much younger than him and he rarely ventured out of town, so the sight he had just witnessed had turned him on greatly. His cock was still hard and he wanted that to subside a bit before he let her know he was there. Satisfied that his cock had gone down enough not to be noticeable, he rapped on the door and heard her call out, “Just a minute,” and he smiled at himself, knowing she was trying to dress after her escapade.

She opened the door wearing a robe, tied at the waist, her hair looked as if she had just brushed it and she even had put make up on, “Hi Jed,” a big smile lit up her face, “Hello Mrs. Keller,” he said, “Call me Natalie,” she responded, her smile still quite large. She invited him in and he set to work checking out the door, some screws were missing, “No big deal Mrs., er I mean Natalie,” he said and she grinned, “I’ll just run out to the truck and get some screws, be right back,” and he walked back to his truck, her scent lingered in his nostrils.

He returned to find she had pulled out a kitchen chair and was positioned so she could watch him as she worked, “I made you a glass of iced tea, Jed,’ she said and he thanked her, taking a large sip, his voyeurism had caused him to have quite a dry mouth. He opened the door and knelt on the stoop as he worked on the exposed hinges of the door, his eyes glancing over at her occasionally, noticing that her legs seemed to be drifting apart as he strained to catch a glimpse of her crotch, which had been not visible as she had fucked herself and he remembered her large tits and her sucking her own nipples and he felt his cock stir again.

He concentrated on the door, trying to quell the rising in his loins as they made small talk and he could swear he could see the lips of her pussy, but trying hard not to be obvious about his looking.

“How come a nice looking man like you isn’t married again, Jed?” she asked matter-of-factly.

“Just can’t find a woman to put up with me, I guess,” he answered back, his cock twisted in his shorts and the pain beginning to make him wince.

“Surely, you have lots of girlfriends,” she said and he turned around, pretending to search for a tool as his hand adjusted his cock, giving him some relief.

“No, can’t say as I have. I just take life one day at a time,” and he swung back around to see her entire crotch opened up, her robe hanging off of either thigh and his cock jumped. She sat there innocently drinking her tea as his lips began to water at the sight of her neatly trimmed brown bush staring back at him. He went back to work on the door, nicking his finger with the screwdriver while stealing another look at her sweet pussy and he watched as sweat from the glass dropped between her tits and she shivered.

He finished the door and stood, hoping she didn’t see the bulge in his jeans and then, gathered up his tools and turned back to see her standing, “How much do I owe you, Jed?” she smiled and he thought a minute, “Ten dollars should do,” and he smiled back and she went for her purse on the kitchen counter. He felt like he was cheating her, the show she had given him was payment enough and she turned to face him, “Jed, I don’t seem to have any cash,” she said and he smiled, “It’s ok, Natalie, pay me later,” and he turned to leave.

“Jed?” he heard her say and he stopped as he reached for the door handle and turned back to her.

“Yes, Natalie?” and she opened her robe to reveal her luscious body, “Would you like to take it out in trade?” and his heart fluttered and his cock felt like it would burst out of his pants.

“Are you serious, Natalie?” he couldn’t believe what she had offered, “Yes, quite,” she smiled and crossed the floor to within inches of him, letting her robe drop as she walked, her sweet body on display. She took one of his hands and placed it on her tit and the other on her crotch as she enveloped his mouth with hers, her tongue darting inside. His hands seemed to move as if they had a mind of their own, cupping her large tit, stroking her nipple and delving a finger inside her wet pussy as she moaned into his mouth.

Her hands moved to his crotch, outlining his hard cock through his jeans before opening them and pushing them down his thighs, his shorts followed. She stroked his hard cock as he roamed her body, his precum slickening her hand as she stroked and then broke their kiss and licked it off her hand. She dropped to her knees, his hands falling to her shoulders and she licked the head of his cock, tasting the remainder of his oozing precum.

Her hand held his cock high, as she moved her mouth and tongue down the shaft and took his balls into her mouth one at a time, before working her way back up to the head as she slowly slid it between those luscious lips of hers. He could hear her moan as his cock slid deeper into her mouth, feeling her tongue swirl around it as it went deeper until he felt the back of her throat. She grasped his ass cheeks now and drove him deep into her throat and he thought he would cum right then, his cock began to twitch as she held him there. She began to suck him now as she held onto his ass, driving him into her throat with each thrust and he felt his balls begin to tingle and knew she would soon have her mouth and throat coated with jism.

She could feel his impending orgasm as well and thrust him deep and held him there as his cock spurted it’s juices, sliding down her throat as she gurgled a moan of pleasure. As his cum squirted, he remembered how long it had been since he had a blow job and his orgasm intensified, causing her to swallow even more cum.