Teasing the Handyman 2

When I came back over to Rachel’s house to finish the dining room wall, her husband was home. We’d seen each other before, working in the yard, waving as we drove or walked by. While I was priming the wall, we talked and realized that we had a lot in common. Our kids were different ages, but we both loved cooking in the backyard on our grills.I had built a custom barbeque pit a few years ago, combining metal and brick into a pretty substantial pit. As I left that morning, I invited them to drop by and see it sometime. He said he’d come by tomorrow morning before lunch. That would work out great because I was smoking a beef brisket and would be getting everything ready to go about then. I packed up but would have to come back later that afternoon to finish the job.Now, I know what you want to hear. What was Rachel doing all of this time?She was being the perfect wife. She simply stayed out of the way. She came by and greeted me, but then left the room for the men to talk as I worked.Life being life, of course…my wife came with me when I returned that afternoon. I didn’t know how Rachel was going to greet me so I asked my wife to bring in the paint can while I “checked to make sure she was home.”Sure enough, Rachel greeted me with a smile and her boobs. She was only wearing a pair of white athletic shorts and they showed off her exquisite legs and just a little bit of ass cheek. Her elvankent escort bayan toes were painted a light shade of pink. I quickly explained the situation about my wife wanting to meet her. She quickly ran back to the den and returned wearing a hoodie that covered her erect nipples just enough to be proper. I turned back to the truck and met my wife on the path and took the can of paint from her. When we both entered, Rachel was curled up on the sofa, her lovely legs covered with a throw blanket.I went right to work and let the ladies talk. They went on and on about books and kids and things in the neighborhood. It didn’t take me more than thirty minutes and it was time to go. Rachel said she’d come over tomorrow with her husband with a book that my wife could borrow. In return, my wife had some old outfits that our kids had grown out of to give to her. What I thought was going to be a short visit now turned into a luncheon.My wife had just gotten into the truck when Rachel called out from the front door. She had a tape measure in her hand. I reached over to my hip and realized I’d left it behind. I turned on the truck so my wife could have some air-conditioning and got out to meet Rachel at the door. She handed me the tape measure and stepped back inside. She said something I couldn’t hear and when I turned to see what she wanted, Escort emek she was standing just inside the front door where my wife couldn’t see her.“Keep talking to me,” she said as she began taking off all of her clothes.From my wife’s point of view, I was standing on the front porch having a conversation. She couldn’t see Rachel and of course, she couldn’t see the view I had.I pretended to talk to her as she ran her hands all over her naked body. She caressed and cupped her breasts, then pulled and twisted the nipples. She reached down between her legs and ran her fingers deep inside of herself. She held them up for me to show me how slick they were with her juices.I talked about paint textures and how long it would take to dry.I was glad I was wearing a tool belt with a pouch in the front to hide my growing cock.Rachel smeared her pussy juices all over her nipples.“I bet you want to taste them right now, don’t you?” she teased.Then she turned and flashed me her perfect naked ass, running her hands down her smooth cheeks.“See ya tomorrow!” she said as she turned to face me. Her breasts jiggled as she reached over and closed the door.The next day they arrived right at noon. Since I had already fired up the pit, I just added some burgers to the grill. Smoked hamburgers are a great-tasting lunch and they just needed another thirty minutes or so.Her husband eryaman escort followed me into the kitchen while I finished seasoning the brisket with dry rub. He opened the door of the house and we walked outside. The ladies followed with a pitcher of lemonade and settled in on the patio.He was a nice guy and I felt guilty for lusting after his wife, but she had started it!I placed the brisket in the smoker and closed it up. We had about a few minutes until the burgers were done, so when I went in to wash my hands, I asked if anyone wanted a beer. Everyone agreed. I came back out with a beer for them all and we sat down on the patio.Did I mention that Rachel was wearing a cute flowery sundress and sandals that had straps that wrapped up past her ankles? Those were my favorite and my wife knows it. She caught me looking a few times and gave me a knowing smile.About fifteen minutes later, my wife got up to get “the fixings” ready for the burgers. Rachel jumped up and volunteered to help. I followed them into the kitchen and picked up the tray for the burgers. I went back out and showed her husband the pit. We chatted about keeping the temperature correct, and different types of wood. When I checked, the burgers were done and we took them inside.We added cheese and loaded our buns and went back to the patio to eat. Everything was delicious and we downed a few more beers. When we were done, I gathered everyone’s plates and headed back inside. Rachel stood and asked where the bathroom was.My wife told me to show her where it was. Rachel opened the door for me as I carried the empty plates. I told her the bathroom was just down the hall. She thanked me and closed the door.