sexy girl...story

The knock at the door came right on time. Doris glanced in the mirror on the wall just before reaching for the knob. She smiled to herself, knowing she was both excited and nervous. With a swing of the door, his smile put her at ease. "Hi, I'm Brian." She returned his smile. "I'm Doris. Thanks for driving down." "My pleasure. Now, you said something about a cabinet door that wouldn't shut." Doris opened the door and motioned for him to step inside. Brian was just as he had described himself. He stepped into the entryway, giving her a chance to get a good look at him from the back. A tool belt was hitched around his waist and slung to the side. It framed the top and side of his Wrangler's. Doris' eyes locked in on scene. "So where is this cabinet door?" She looked up and caught herself slightly embarrassed. "It's in here," she said as she walked toward the kitchen. "You don't need to be embarrassed," Brian said. "Huh?" "You don't need to feel uncomfortable if you want to look. That is what this is all about. You are free to enjoy this any way that you like. As I mentioned earlier, I enjoy doing what gives you pleasure. If that is just fixing your cabinet door while you watch, then great. I assure you, I will enjoy wondering what you are thinking about." Doris reached out to a cabinet door and turned. "You are a charming guy," she said. "I'm just me." "This is the door. You see, it doesn't close all the way. It's been like that for over a year. Drives me crazy. So, what if I want more than just to watch?" Brian chuckled. "You're the boss. As I told you, this is your chance to let your inhibitions fly out the window." Brian grabbed a screwdriver from his tool belt and opened the cabinet door. Doris stepped back and sat down at the table. "Okay then," she said. "I would love to see you without those @jeans." Brian turned around and smiled. He put his screwdriver back in his tool belt. "Just the @jeans?" he asked. "For now." Brian reached down and untied his boots. He pulled is boots and socks off and then loosened his belt. He turned and unzipped his pants so that Doris could watch. She fixed her eyes on his hands. With a gentle tug, his @jeans dropped to the floor. He pulled them free, leaving behind only a pair of tight fitting gray briefs. Doris could see his erection pushing against the fabric. "I see you do get enjoyment from this," she said. "Take those off though." Brian pulled his briefs down and set them over with his @jeans and boots. Doris smiled to herself, and sat back in her chair. She had never had a man strip at her bidding, and she was amused at the pleasure that had come over her. Brian turned back and retrieved his screwdriver. She watched without a tinge of reservation or discomfort, knowing that the show was for her pleasure. His legs were well built and his butt firm. Doris let her hand tickle her upper thighs through the light material of her shorts. She watched as his muscles flexed while he turned the screwdriver. With only a few turns and a couple of test closings, Brian announced that he was finished. He turned and Doris let her eyes fall on his erect member. She watched it gently move with his heartbeat and then glanced up to his face. She could see his eyes were fixed between her legs. She realized that her own hand had not stopped rubbing up and down the central seam of her shorts. She glanced down and noticed a small spot of moisture on the white fabric. "Would you like me to help you with that or would you rather I just watch?" he asked. Doris didn't say anything. Instead, she stood up and undid her shorts. With a quick pull, her shorts and panties dropped to her ankles. She tossed them aside and sat back in the chair. She pulled her knees up out, opening herself up to this man who now stood in her kitchen. Her hands dropped to her thighs and she opened her legs wider. She glanced down to see her lips open and moist. "Stick out your tongue," she said. Brian smiled and slowly licked his lips. "That is the next tool that I need to you use," she responded. Brian walked to her and dropped to his knees. Doris closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "Now, Mr. Handyman. Let me see what you can really do." END ______