Part-Time Handyman in a College Girls Boarding House…

Part-Time Handyman in a College Girls Boarding House…

It was in 1974 during my third year of college when I found out that I was going to run out of money weeks before the fall semester was over. I had to cut my expenses quite a bit or I would have drop out or take a part-time job to make ends meet.

I’d always hated living in any of the dorm rooms on campus and was taking a full course load so I was not happy about my current financial situation! After a long weekend of looking for a cheaper apartment or a room to rent I grew frustrated that vacancies in the small Texas town were almost non-existent. It was a small college town and many of the old time residents offered rooms to rent but I had no luck because they were filled.

Late on Sunday evening I spied a small ad in the campus newspaper offering just a phone number and the ad was for a live-in handyman. I called to inquire and was told that the job was still available so I asked for the address. I discovered it was close to the college and I went right over after class the next day.

The house was very old and needed painting. It had three floors and a huge shaded porch. I learned that it had been converted from a senior convalescent home into a boarding house some time back. The owner was a woman who looked to be about sixty or so who said I could have the job if I could start right away as there were some items needing my attention right away.

I agreed and she showed me the basement where my living quarters would be. There was a hastily constructed shower and toilet off in the corner away from the stairs. The bed and furnishings were small but looked almost new. She said she had been recently widowed and her husband always handled the upkeep but had taken ill and died.

Then she walked me thru the entire place and told me that I’d be doing things such as replacing light bulbs, sweeping the stairs and porch, clipping the shrubs and grass etc. She offered that I would have plenty of time for my classes and any homework and could come upstairs for meals with her and her boarders as long as I washed up first. When we reached the dining room I saw the large table and seats as well as an enormous kitchen.

As we crossed into the living area there was a young woman tuning the older model television. She had on a short nightgown and a robe that didn’t quite cover her lovely, big ass all the way and I was able to get a glimpse of her lacy white panties. My new boss saw me looking and shot me an angry stare. “Young man! My boarders are young college girls and I’ll have none of you peeking at them in their nightgowns!”

It was raining hard the following day when I finally had time to move my things into my new digs and I had nobody to help me. By the time I had finished I was soaking wet and wanted to shower before going upstairs to dinner. I unpacked enough of my things to find a change of clothes and got a quick shower. It was dark outside by the time I went upstairs to see if I might be offered something to eat but learned that supper was over and all the dishes were clean and put away so I went out to the nearby burger joint. That was where I ran into the girl I’d seen in the living room earlier and she had another girl with her.

“Hi! You look like our new handyman?” They were both smiling and I couldn’t get over how little clothing the first one was wearing. The full figured blonde I’d seen adjusting the television yesterday was the most outgoing. She asked me my name first. I managed a grin and told her it was Carl. The thin, small redhead was wearing a long oversized football jersey and little else it seemed besides some sandals. She was only about five-one and had a really cute face framed with hundreds of gorgeous, sexy freckles! She came over to me with a big smile on her face and put her arms around my neck.

“He’s a sneak and a pervert you know?” She said to the blonde.