ONE DAY AT A TIME: I'm Your Handyman

                                By Uncle Mike


Schneider slipped his master key into the apartment door and walked in,
calling out, "Ms. Romano!" He figured no one was home -- not that he ever
knocked -- but it was too early for her to be home from work or the girls to
be home from school. Shouldering his pipe wrench like a rifle, the scruffy
jack-of-all-trades crossed the living room and turned down the hallway to the
bathroom, where, Ann Romano had reported, a pipe under the sink was leaking
slowly.

He passed by the bedroom doors but stopped when he thought he heard a noise in
one, the one Ann used. Quietly he tiptoed back to the door. Hoisting the
wrench like a club, he threw open the door.

The big bed Ms. Romano used was directly opposite the door. On a Formica
nightstand at its left side, a lamp in the shape of a poodle cast a yellow
light onto the white sheets. In the middle of the bed, legs spread wide, was
Ann Romano's younger daughter, Barbara.

Schneider froze, the pipe wrench still held above his head. Barbara was
completely naked. Her long, dark hair was splayed out around her head. She was
short, not thin but not fat. Her breasts were little more than rises on her
pale white chest, but large brown circles held thick nipples that stood
straight up. A few dark hairs curled above her pussy lips, which she held
splayed open with two fingers of her left hand. Her right held a long,
vibrating beige rod half in and half out of her cunt.

"Ba-ba-ba-ba- Ah, I better go," Schneider blurted as a bright red suffused his
face. But he didn't move.

Barbara looked up at him and shyly smiled. "You don't have to go," she said.
"You know, I never noticed it before, but you're kinda cute." She giggled.
"And that's a really big wrench you've got."

Schneider looked up at the pipe wrench and seemed surprised to see it there
above him. He slowly lowered it to his side. "Barbara," he began again, and
his eyes zig-zagged around the room as he tried to look anywhere but at her
wide-open crotch. "I really think I better go. Uh, tell your mom I'll fix the
sink, uh, tomorrow."

"The sink can wait," Barbara agreed, "but I can't." She turned off the
vibrator and withdrew it, slick with her secretions. She got up on her knees
on the bed, facing him, and slowly slid the slick rod through the "O" of her
full lips. Deeper and deeper she slipped it in until Schneider moaned. Barbara
pulled the rod out and smiled at him. "Of course, if you've got other things
to do ..." Again she sucked the rod into her mouth and worked it in and out.

Schneider dropped the wrench with a clang and hastily shucked off his dirty
work clothes. As he strode toward the bed, Barbara tossed aside the vibrator
and lay on her stomach, her face just on the edge of the mattress. Schneider
stood before her and felt her hot breath on his cock. The young girl held his
balls gently in her left hand as her right stroked his stiffening member.
"Mmmmm, this wrench is getting bigger, too," she murmured, then gasped as it
grew thicker and longer until it stood out from his crotch like a flagpole,
eight inches long. "Jesus, Schneider, where have you been hiding this?" She
flicked the edge of her pink tongue at the tip and his cock leaped. "Oooh, you
like that, huh?" She reached around and pulled his ass to her as her mouth
opened wide to take in his meaty rod. When the head was inside she closed her
lips around it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard, taking in as much as
she could manage.

"Not too bad, girlie," Schneider said. "Is that the best you can do?"

Snorting, Barbara grabbed his cock in both hands and stuffed it into her mouth
until the head smacked into the back of her throat. He still had an inch or so
outside.

"Close, but no cigar," Schneider taunted her, and Barbara began to plunge back
and forth on his cock while her hands massaged the rest of the long rod.
Schneider pumped back and soon shouted "I'm gonna shoot!" Barbara pulled back
and a stream of cum flew across her face.

"So you don't like to swallow?"

In reply, Barbara's supple tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked the cum
off her face.

"Now it's your turn to show me what you can do," Barbara said as she lay back
on the bed, opening her pussy to him. Schneider crawled up between her legs
and grabbed her butt cheeks in both hands. With gusto he plunged into her
crotch and began licking and suckling her pussy lips, flicking his tongue at
her clit and sliding it deep into her. Barbara pounded the mattress with her
fists. "Lick me, that's the way!" She was still shouting when Schneider
dropped her ass back onto the bed and rose above her.

"Enough of that," he growled. "Let's fuck."  Her cunt was so well-lubricated
that he slid easily into her but his thick cock stretched the walls of her
young pussy to the maximum. "It's too big, Schneider," Barbara protested.

"God, you're tight," he agreed, but he kept pressing in. "Come on, take it
in!"

"Schneider, no!"

He quieted her by covering her mouth with his, snaking his tongue between her
lips. His hands greedily roamed her nubile body, rubbing her nipples raw as he
pressed deeper, deeper until his full eight inches was inside her. Barbara's
eyes were open wide in surprise as she realized what had happened. Soon
Schneider began to stroke, long, deep drives that she felt all the way to her
toes. He raised himself on both arms above her as he pistoned his hips.
Barbara took up the motion and met every thrust with one of her own. Her tight
cunt made his cock force its way in every time, through her hot, spongy pussy.
Soon her juices flowed out and began to stain the sheets and still Schneider
drove into her.

Barbara beat on his chest and sides as his prick sent shock after shock
through her body. The fitted sheet was ripped from its moorings as she writhed
underneath him and it came to rest like a cocoon around her, flapping against
her sweaty body.

"Schneider, Schneider!" The words were forced from her lips as he plunged in,
now increasing the tempo until she thought his cock would drive right through
her.

Still driving, Schneider raised himself higher, lifting her ass with him until
he was kneeling, her legs held high under his strong arms. He raised her
ankles until they were resting on his shoulders and smashed his cock into her
young cunt again and again and again. He drove like a madman, crazed by lust,
his eyes staring blankly at the wall.

At last with an ear-shattering bellow he exploded inside her, blasts of cum
flooding her cunt and oozing out. At the same time, Barbara felt her muscles
contract sharply and a flush rise in her chest. Sparkling lights appeared in
her eyes and she screamed out "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! AAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!"

As her pulsating cunt milked the last blobs of cum from his cock, Schneider
came out of his daze. He was just turning toward a sound behind him when
suddenly everything went black.

Schneider felt as if he were emerging from a long, dark tunnel. Slowly he
opened his eyes and looked around, a room slowly coming into focus. Wow, he
thought, that was one hell of an orgasm. He was flat on his back, his hands
above his head. He tried to sit up, but he could only raise his hands a few
inches before they seemed to snap back down. He looked up, wincing a bit at a
sudden pain in the back of his head. His wrists were bound by brown,
silky-looking bonds -- could those be? Yes, pantyhose, securing his hands to
either bedpost. Grimacing, he raised his head and looked down: pantyhose held
his ankles in check as well.

"So you're finally back with us."

Schneider recognized that voice and turned toward it. Ann Romano, a short,
perky redhead with a pixie face, was standing beside the bed. Not much over
five feet tall, she still somehow looked imposing, lost in a bulky green
flannel bathrobe, her arms crossed in front of her.

"Ms. Romano, what ... ow." He tried to raise his head again, but something was
still hurting him.

"Sorry about your goose-egg, Schneider," the pert woman said. "But when I saw
you fucking my daughter I automatically swung. Lucky thing for you I'd emptied
out some of the change from my purse at work or you might have been a goner."

"Fucking your ... oh, yeah. Look, Ms. Romano ..."

"It's OK, Schneider. Barbara explained what happened. Turns out she's been
using my vibrator for almost a year now -- she found it when she was looking
for some magazine, she said. Anyway, she said she's the one who seduced you."

"Yeah, well ..."

"Of course, she IS still under age. I could call the cops right now and have
you busted for statutory rape."

"Uh, Ms. Romano, I ..."

"But Barbara also said you were pretty good. So maybe we could find some other
way to punish you for what you did."

"Huh?"

"Well, she's not the only one who's had to rely on a vibrator for any action."
Ann loosened the belt of her robe and slipped it off her shoulders. As it
slipped to the floor, she stepped out of it and moved back from the bed so
Schneider could get a full view.

Her petite breasts were held by a tight leather bra, with silver hoops at each
corner. A black corset laced up the front also served as the anchor for
garters holding up a pair of black fishnet hose. She stepped into a pair of
sky-high patent-leather spike heels that added five inches to her height, and
spread her legs slightly, showing Schneider that she wore no panties. Bright
red hair curled around her naked cunt.

As Schneider watched in amazement and then shock, Ann unlocked the bottom
drawer of the bedside table and took out an evil-looking device, with a thick
leather handle and a tangle of braided leather strips, each of them ending in
a shiny silver brad.

She slapped the cat into her palm reflectively as she looked down at him,
spread-eagled and vulnerably naked.

"You know, Schneider, (whap!) you've taken an awful lot of liberties. (whap!)
Letting yourself into my apartment whenever you like. (whap!) Butting into our
personal lives. (whap!) Even fucking my youngest daughter. (WHAP!) I'm really
going to enjoy this. (whap!)"

"Ms. Romano, look, I'm really sorry about Barbara. And I promise, I'll never
let myself in again. Scout's honor!" Schneider's eyes bobbed up and down as he
focused on the cat slapping into Ann's hand. "Whatever you say. Just, please,
let me go!"

Ann smiled wickedly but said nothing. Instead, she walked to the end of the
bed and placed one heel on the edge, giving Schneider a full view of her
exposed pussy. She gently brushed his left leg with the tips of the cat o'
nine tails. He flinched, straining at the bonds.

"I'll be gentle, poor Schneider," she cooed. Ann tested the bonds holding his
feet. They held fast. In one fluid motion she stepped up onto the bed,
towering over him. She walked up astride his chest, her heels digging into the
mattress on either side. "Oh, Schneider," she said, "I do hope you make me
feel good. (whap!) Because if I don't feel good, (whap!) YOU won't feel good.
(whap!) And we wouldn't want that, would we? (whap!)"

She moved forward again until her crotch was directly above his face and then
squatted slowly. She stopped with her cunt just inches from his mouth. "Now,
remember, (whap!) be on your best behavior! (whap!)" She lowered herself the
rest of the way, her pink pussy lips kissing Schneider's mouth. She used her
left hand to spread herself wide open for him, but Schneider was motionless.

Sharply she brought the cat down behind her on his chest. He bucked at the
impact of a dozen brads. And again.

"I told you, (whap!) you have to be a good boy (whap!). Now see if you can
figure out what I want! (whap!)"

Tentatively Schneider's tongue reached up and flicked at her pussy. "MMmmmmmm.
That's it, Schneider!" She brought the cat down again but stopped it just
short of impact and then lowered it slowly, tickling his hairy chest.

Schneider began to lap at her muff and she lowered herself further, smothering
his face. A gurgle from him told her she'd gone too far and she moved up
slightly, allowing him to draw a breath through his nose. She wiggled her cunt
over him as he slurped up her juices and tongued her sensitive folds.

"The clit, Schneider, suck my clit," Ann ordered. She adjusted her position
slightly and his tongue found her love button. She almost lost her balance as
a shiver of delight ran through her. "That's IT!"

Dropping the cat, she fondled her breasts through the stiff bra, poking her
fingers underneath to rub the nipples. "Mmmmmmm, Barbara was right," Ann
groaned. "You ARE good!"

As Schneider slipped his tongue deeper and deeper into her box, Ann felt her
insides tighten and her knees grow weak. Suddenly a gush of juices poured out
of her and dripped down Schneider's face as she screamed out incoherently,
"Aaaiiiggghhhh!!!"

She fell to one side and lay there shivering for several minutes before she
recovered. Then Ann stretched out alongside Schneider, playing a hand up and
down his chest as she rested her chin on his right shoulder. "You WERE a good
boy, Schneider," she grinned. "I think you deserve a reward."

Her hand slipped down to brush his cock, which jumped at the touch. "Mmmmm,
but you're not quite ready," Ann said. "I think we'll have to work on that."
First she moved up to kiss him, licking her own secretions from his tongue as
her right leg caressed his stomach and groin.

Then she turned around, leaning over his stomach and blowing a stream of cool
air onto his cock. She watched the stiff, dark pubic hairs bend under the
breeze. She began to stroke the underside of his dick, watching in fascination
as it hardened and lengthened. Like her daughter, Ann's eyes grew wide when
she saw it continue to grow. "My God, Schneider, you put all of that monster
in my Barbara?" Her breath on his rigid cock grew warmer and her nostrils
flared. "My GOD!"

"Yeah, Ms. Romano, I ..." Ann quickly picked up the cat and lashed him across
the chest.

"Shut up! I'm doing all the talking here! Remember who's in charge."

Schneider grunted as she lashed him again, then stroked his chest lightly with
the braids.

Ann crawled up onto him, straddling his waist as she faced the door. She bent
her face lower and sunk onto his cock, pursing her lips around the massive
member as it slid into her mouth. "Schnei-er, ur sho birrr!" she mumbled
around the huge pipe. "I on't ow ih I an hake ir." But she continued to lower
her mouth onto him and his cock slid past her lips further and further until
her nose was buried in his ball sac. She gave out a squeal of delight and
pulled back up, plunging up and down at the tip before again slowly taking him
in all the way. Schneider groaned loudly as her lips tingled along his rod to
the hilt.

In time Ann rose off his cock. "Sorry, don't want to waste it," she said, and
scootched forward until the entrance of her pussy was poised at the head of
his dick. She wiggled her cunt at him and Schneider tried to press into her.
"Naughty boy! (whap!) This is my game! (whap!)" Ann teased him, but she rose
up and guided his cock into her, the swollen head forcing aside her tight lips
and sliding home. She held him just inside her for a minute that seemed like
an eternity to him, then slid down onto him all the way.

Again she stopped, relishing the feel of a big, thick cock inside her hot,
soaking pussy. She began to clench at it and release it with her cunt muscles,
then rose and fell over it, letting Schneider's rod drive in and out.

Soon she picked up speed and was bouncing on his cock like a trampoline, her
short hair flying up on every downstroke. Schneider moaned both in pain and
ecstasy, still aching slightly from the blow to the head but hurting more from
being unable to control Ann's mad tempo, which sent tremors of agony and
delight through him. His legs and arms were becoming numb from the restraints,
so all his senses were centered on his cock as Ann's cunt slithered up and
down.

His breath came in short, quick gasps as he struggled underneath her, lunging
up hungrily at her passionate thrusts. "Oh, Christ, Ms. Romano!" he breathed
out, but her speed never slackened. She leaned forward, resting her hands on
his knees. He saw her tight butt bouncing on his crotch as she forced herself
onto him, her cheeks squashing onto the backs of her spike heels and then
lifting up for another plunge.

At last he felt his balls tighten and his cock grew even bigger until his cum
blasted into Ann's cunt. The burst of warmth triggered her own orgasm and they
joined in a screaming, shouting climax as Ann ground her cunt onto his massive
cock.

Later on, as Schneider lay still restrained on the bed, now damp and cold from
their exertions, Ann sat on an easy chair next to the door, looking at him
speculatively.

"Uh, Ms. Romano," Schneider began tentatively. "May I ask a question?" He eyed
the cat, which she once again was slapping into her palm.

"Sure, Schneider, go ahead (whap!)"

He winced. "Could -- could you let me go now?"

"Let you go? (WHAP!)" She half rose from the chair. "You think I'm going to
let you go? (whap!)" She paused and sank back into the cushions. "Mmmmm,
maybe. But not now." She smiled. "Let's just take it one day at a time, shall
we?"