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the Handyman this story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2138 words)

Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Dec 22 2010Views / Reads: 2344 / 1753 [75%]Story vote: 8.40 (10 votes)
While sunbathing, and letting her mind get caught up with the erotic novel she’s reading, Samantha’s unaware of the presence of Eric, her handyman, toiling in the garden.
 


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What with the summer heat not letting up I decided to skip the morning chores and take in some R & R by my Malibu pool. Changing into my skimpy two-piece bikini I applied some sun protection cream and collected: a towel, an erotic book and a pitcher of cold juice with ice in it along with a glass and went outside to my lounger. Pouring a drink and setting aside the book, which was starting to get hot and steamy, I lay back and soaked up the sun for somewhile, during which time my fervent mind recalled the, thus far events in the book and conjured up manifestations of what was likely to happen next to the very sexy male character. After fidgeting for some time I decided I had to see if my contemplation of things was right or not and read the next chapter... ‘Not quite as I perceived it,' I thought, and having finished I placed it on the nearby low table and took another drink to cool me down. Once again reclining on the lounger I close my eyes and conjure up what I would have liked.

By now, and unbeknownst to me, it was 12-30, when the sun is at it's most potent, causing testosterone levels to rise and in my state of arousal my hand to wander to my breast. "Em," I lowly moan, as I caress my right globe then the nipple, which I play my forefinger over. Since I was alone and the dividing walls are quite high I braved removing my top, if only to get a tan on my breasts. Taking another drink to cool my ardour I again get comfortable with my arms firmly at my sides hoping I could resist touching myself again. As much as I tried to resist it my mind soon went back to the sex dream I was having, no ...

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