Contact With The Handyman

Do you still remember the photos for the renovation of the attic treasure?

. A message from my husband.

Shit, yes, completely forgot..!

. We want to make a new room layout in the attic and now we had found a handyman who could help us with that.. Finally because it was almost impossible to find someone at the moment and we had been looking for almost months. Until the new skylights were delivered a few days ago. The man who came to deliver them had helped to carry them around for a while and while talking to my husband he asked what the intention was. My husband then explained to him that we had ordered new skylights for the room we wanted to make in the attic, but also told him that it could probably take a while since we hadn't found anyone to install everything yet. In passing, the delivery man said that he might have time to do odd jobs. He used to work for a contractor and, when he started working for the skylight company, had kept odd jobs in the evenings. Of course we quickly accepted that offer and that evening my husband exchanged telephone numbers to make an appointment. His name was Cas and I had just seen him that day. Nice smooth guy with a nice sporty head. I always like that and in passing while lugging it seemed like he had looked at me a little too long a few times. I can say that I still look good at 49 years old, blonde hair and blue eyes. At least, if I can believe my husband, because after 19 years of marriage and two children, he is still not tired of me and my still fine body. I'm a bit on the short side (1.65m) but luckily there's still nothing wrong with my shape. I also noticed that on vacation, given the many looks from men along the pool at my fine D-cup. What often helps is the fact that I have fairly large nipples that get stiff rather quickly. I always hear from my husband that he finds that so hot; my full breasts and then my nipples which you can often see through the fabric of my clothes whether I'm wearing a padded or unpadded bra.

Cas had asked for some photos of the attic and my husband had forgotten to take them. I was forwarded Cas's number and while I had put on my house pants and a shirt after a shower, I quickly went to the attic to take a few pictures. I forwarded them to Cas via Whatsapp and in the meantime took a look at his profile picture. He must have been on vacation too because it was a picture of him in a swimsuit on a beach holding a large cocktail. At first glance he looked good; muscular but not too much, good brown head and a big smile. Still a bit curious, I enlarged his picture on my screen and my gaze lingered on his swimming trunks. Did I see a big bulge in there, or was that a shadow? Zooming in a little more, it really looked like he had a bulge in his swimming trunks, and I could feel my nipples starting to erect. I'm always sensitive to the sight of a well-filled crotch, and I paused on the stairs to take a closer look. Nice, I sighed to myself and with two erect nipples I walked downstairs again. Half an hour later received a message. It was from Cas:

Thanks for the photos! Clear what needs to be done.. Will have a look when I have time but you will hear that today or tomorrow..

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I was just reading a book but only reacted for a moment.

Fine ! I tried to show everything from the attic as clearly as possible, so I'm glad it worked And super nice that you have time..!

. Again I saw his profile picture and immediately thought of that bulge in his swim briefs. I had already come downstairs with a restless feeling as my erect nipples had rubbed against my shirt and so I sat down on the couch to relax. However, the image of his profile picture didn't make the feeling much calmer. Another message:

Yes, I could see everything well, so it's all great..

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And right after it:

Your laundry rack was also clearly visible, but I could look around it

, followed by a big smiley face. My laundry rack? I quickly looked in my phone at the photos I had taken. It had all happened so fast that I hadn't looked closely at what was in the photo. I saw it in the third photo. My drying rack was displayed in the attic and was clearly visible. Along with all the laundry on it Zooming in on the photo, I saw what was on the rack, and my gaze lingered on the bottom rack. There was my bikini, two thongs, and two black lace bras that were too obvious. Shit shit shit Of course he had seen that too..! Especially the last bra was clearly visible and that made my heart skip a beat. That was my quarter cup bra that my husband finds so hot. My full breasts are well supported in this bra and because it is a quarter cup my nipples and the upper part of my breasts stick out above the fabric. My heart was pounding in my throat and I stared at the screen in shock. Didn't even think about putting the drying rack away! With a beating heart I texted him back:

Well luckily...

. The idea that a strange man was now looking at my sexy lingerie was both embarrassing and exciting. I sat with my phone in my hand for a while, hoping it hadn't distracted too much.

but that bottom rack was quite interesting in itself..

. Another app. Shit, he really had a good look at the rack! I sat on the couch with my heart in my throat. A feeling of tension shot up from my belly to my throat, but also to my nipples. They came up immediately and a fit of horniness overtook me. What was I supposed to say now..? I watched the flashing screen and after a minute I answered his message.

Ow, yesthat slipped my mind for a moment..!

. With an embarrassed smiley on the side I pressed send with my heart beating.

Within ten seconds I got a response:

it's a pity that they hang on the laundry rack

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I started to get a horny feeling in my stomach. This man was just flirting with me about my lingerie! I decided to play dumb for a while.

What do you mean..?

. I stared tensely at the screen.

I think it would be nicer to see what they are for.

, was his answer with a winking smiley. Mmm, this went in a direction I didn't expect. The horny feeling had become much stronger in the meantime and I felt a tickle in my pussy. I found the conversation to be exciting and fun, but I'm not the person to seduce men. My husband and I are happily married, and although our sex life can sometimes be on the back burner, I'm certainly not short of anything. Despite the horny feeling I had now, I had to cut this conversation short. after all, he still had to come and work for us and I could finger the tension out of my body for a while.

Well, those are things every woman saves for special occasions, right?

with a wink. My pussy had already gotten wet, but that would come later.

Well, I think it's pretty special that I'm coming to work with you..

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This was not the response I expected. Immediately after:

had to look for a handyman for so long so it would be annoying if I couldn't come and do odd jobs anymore right?

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I was shocked. What was this? Was he threatening that he wouldn't come to work anymore..?! My heart was pounding and I got a little angry.

Well, that's not very professional, is it?

I texted back. Of

A deal is a deal..

after it.

What was he thinking! The idea that the job would not go through made me a little anxious. We had been looking for so long and it really had to happen sometime. Anger and excitement shot through my stomach. I was actually still turned on by the idea of ​​him looking at my lingerie. And that he also thought of me

Well, I think it's going to be difficult to find some time I'm afraid..

was his response. Shit, I just got blackmailed now..!

Wait a second

I texted back.

This can't just be..!

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Do you think it's nice and special that I come to do odd jobs or not..?

. This really went the wrong way! I didn't know what to answer for a moment and kept staring at that last sentence. Reluctantly, I texted back.

Yes, of course I like it..!

. How could I turn this around? I couldn't explain to my husband why Cas wouldn't come and I really didn't feel like waiting any longer with the attic. But what did he want...?Then show how special you find this job opportunity or not

. This post made my heart skip a beat. A wave of tension shot through my stomach and I sighed deeply. He had me trapped and within 10 minutes of this conversation it had gone from a normal Tuesday morning to a very tense situation. I now understood what he wanted and the feeling I got was a mixture of horniness and uncertainty. I couldn't just show my lingerie to the handyman!? I thought quickly, and then it occurred to me that my bikini was also hanging on the rack. Everyone can see my bikini, and at the pool I walk past all the beds without any problem. Quickly I made a decision and I walked to the attic. I grabbed my bikini and sighed deeply. I never expected this! that someone could almost force me to show myself via whatsapp. In the meantime I had gotten warm from all the tension so it was also a good idea to take off my house pants. It was only when I took off my pants that I noticed how wet I was. There was a light spot in my crotch and my nipples were still very hard. I quickly put on my bikini bottoms and bikini and waited a while for my heart rate to drop a bit. Was I really going to do this..? I went downstairs to the bedroom. There we have a full length mirror and as I stood in front of that mirror it occurred to me that I was actually giving in to a man I barely knew. But a picture of me in a bikini was still pretty innocent so I quickly took a few pictures of myself with my phone. I thought it looked good and when I looked at them I saw that my big hard nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. No more time to wait until they were no longer stiff and with trembling hands I sent a photo to Cas. Of course many men had seen me in a bikini, but this felt different; more watched and intimate or so.

Mmm, nice bikinibut that's not really special I think

. I sat on the bed and felt my stomach tighten.

there was more on the rack, right?

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A spasm rippled through my pussy. So this is really what he wanted; see me in that lingerie..! I had never put on that kind of lingerie for anyone other than my own husband. The idea that I had to do this for Cas and that I actually had no choice was too exciting an idea for me. I still felt a mixture of fear, anger and horniness and I wasn't sure what to do with it. However, my pussy was well wet and I sighed a few times, hoping the horniness would subside. Reluctantly I went back to the attic and picked up the other sets. In the bedroom I took off my bikini and when I was naked I felt how horny I actually was. Here I was, neat housewife, showing myself off to a perverted handyman who forces me to take pictures of myself in lingerie. I touched my pussy with my hand and a shock went through my stomach. I had become as horny as butter and couldn't resist rubbing my swollen clit a few times. I quickly put on a black thong and the matching lace bra. Standing in front of the mirror again I thought I looked pretty horny. My cheeks were red and my breasts were tense. My nipples were clearly visible through the lace and with a horny look I took another photo that I forwarded. I sat on the bed and waited for his response

Ah, that's about to get even more special.

, was his message after a few minutes.

That thong in particular looks special. How's it at the back?

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While I was reading his message, I had my hand in my panties again. I sat on the edge of the bed with my legs slightly spread, waiting for his reaction, while I slowly twirled my finger around my clit. Ok, so he wanted to see my ass? I stood next to the bed and turned my butt back a little. From the side I took a picture of my buttocks with the thong that was well in between and pressed send.

Zozo, so you just went to your bedroom I see

. I was still sitting on the bed with a horniness that only increased.

Do you also feel a little special now?

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What was I supposed to say? I couldn't text him that I was almost done fingering myself on the edge of the bed.

Mmm, it's okay..

, I sent back. While I waited again for his message, I sat comfortably against the headboard with my legs now well apart. My clit was mega swollen and I hadn't been that wet for a long time. Usually the sex with my man is quite short and he has to lick me good first to make my pussy wet, but this foreplay was just too horny! Sopping, I ran my finger through my pussy. I suddenly thought about how he would sit there. Would he be at work now, or somewhere in the car..? On a whim I sent back:

..and how special do you think it is that I do this for you..?

. I waited with a beating heart. Would he return anything? A photo came in after a minute. It was a picture of an unbuttoned blouse with a good tight man's upper body underneath. Little flat stomach and a small piece of pants was visible. Looks like he was in a house somewhere because he was in a room. Mmm, what a good body! I looked at it and felt like running my hands over that belly.Well, an open buttoned blouse is not that special

I texted back. Because of my horniness I had become a lot bolder and now I also needed some visual material. Normally I do look at men and I can also very well cum on all kinds of fantasies about other men. But I had never been so directly involved with another man. After a minute of waiting, where I almost had to come from the excitement and the horniness, another picture came. This time with the blouse again, but now also photographed a lot lower. He was wearing tight boxer shorts with a clear big bulge of his cock. And from the looks of it, it was a good sized cock, as the shape was visible almost to the edge of the boxer at the thigh! Wow, this was really too much and with a few finger massages I came shockingly. This horny picture was really too much for my pussy and slowly I calmed down a bit.

Does this make it a little more special for you..?

was his response. Slowly and still panting from my orgasm I read the message.

Mmm, that sure helps..!

I sent back. I got up, got an idea and went to the mirror. I turned it so that the edge of the bed was clearly visible. Then I sat on the edge of the bed, spread my legs, leaned back slightly and slid my hand back into my panties. In this pose I took another photo and sent it.

..so special about..

I wrote there. In the picture you could clearly see how my hand was on my pussy, and if you zoomed in you could even see a piece of my smooth pussy. The idea that I was so shamelessly fingering on the bed, and that with a strange wound, made me feel great again. Although I had already come, but that had not taken away the horniness. And the idea that he was somewhere with a mega boner in those tight boxer shorts also made the horniness return in full force. My phone lit up again.

I think it can be even more special. there was still something hanging on the rack..?

. I had actually expected such a comment and I walked back to the mirror. I took off the lace set where my thong really had a huge wet spot. My breasts were about to burst and I felt with my fingers how tense my nipples protruded. I put on the next thong that came with the half cup. This thong was even narrower and ran with a lot of lace over my pussy nice and tight to the back. When I put on the bra, my pussy shivered again. This bra was always so horny! My full breasts were pushed up slightly and only supported at the bottom. My hard nipples were sticking out and fully exposed, along with a lovely cleavage. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself; how horny would Cas find this ..? I know my husband always gets really horny from this and gets a huge boner in no time when he sees me like this. I pushed my ass back a little, pushed my breasts forward and spread my legs a little. I took a picture and felt my pussy get even wetter. I then put one hand in my panties, slowly fingered my clit and turned on the camera

video

. After 10 seconds I turned off the camera and sent the photo first.

I don't think it gets more special than this

I added. Meanwhile, standing in front of the mirror, I kept fingering myself slowly, waiting for his reaction. It came after a minute:

Mmmm, this is already starting to look like it .. what mega horny breasts you have ..

. So I liked how I stood there. If only he knew I was already fingering myself almost to a climax. But now I wanted moreAnd..? Does this already bring up enough special feelings in you..? I app. Less than ten seconds later, a video came in. I watched as he slowly lowered his boxer shorts, a little further and further down his hard cock. What a boy! The further his briefs went down, the more cock came out. Until he had pulled his panties down so far that his now thick and stiff cock popped out like that. The sight of that erect cock made me gasp. My husband is certainly not small, but this was a different size. Wonderfully thick and large with a nice round glans on it. Unfortunately, the video stopped just after I had seen his entire cock, but this was enough to set my pussy on fire. Immediately my mind flashed what it would be like to feel that big cock slide into my pussy. The thought drove me crazy and I flopped onto the bed, fingering my clit faster and faster. I couldn't app anything anymore, only thinking about my own video and trembling with horniness I pressed send.

I felt another orgasm coming on as I watched his video and that fat cock one more time. Pfff, what a very horny sight to see him emerge from those panties. Then a second video immediately came in and it was even hotter. I saw how Cas had his thick cock in his hand and was slowly jerking off. His whole head came out and with long strokes he tugged at his erect cock. I really couldn't keep it anymore, what a horny pole! The video went on for a while and I watched him move faster and faster. For the last 5 seconds of the clip, I watched his cock begin to swell and jerk, then a thick jet of cum shot far out of his pole. I moaned. With his squirting cock still on my retina I kept fingering myself. I quickly turned my phone back on to video and with the phone next to me filmed me fingering myself off. Filmed diagonally from above I saw my horny breasts with my nipples as stiff as they had never been. At the same time you saw how I had my legs apart and my hand in my panties that was busy fingering my pussy. I was just able to hold the camera straight as my orgasm flooded me. I came moaning and jerking and I hadn't had an orgasm that long in a long time. When I regained some consciousness, I stopped filming and immediately pressed send. I had the idea that Cas would also like to see how this conversation ended and I turned languidly on my side.

I stayed on the bed for a while, and a few minutes later another message comes:

Phew, that was indeed special

. Still enjoying the afterglow in bed, I text back:

So are you coming to work now..?

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Think about it, I now know what to wear when I'm there

. With a grinning smiley face

And a little later a message from my husband:

Hi dear, did you manage to get the photos for Cas..?

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