I told him to get on his knees in front of my chair. Lick my pussy now. My command made him wide eyed, but eager to fulfill my wish.
He removed my bottoms with trembling hands and put his head between my legs. I spread them wide and held his head with both hands as he licked away. Wow this was my kinda handyman. I made sure to grind his face to my special place for all it was worth. This continued for several minutes, until he was gasping for air as I held on and ground my climax all over his face.
The chair was soaked as we gasped for air. He looked up like a puppy dog with a wet nose. I made him stand up, and to my delight his cock was well defined and fully erect under the small cotton garment.
I made him sit on the counter and told him "show me what you do with them on". Reluctantly he started rubbing his erection through the thin material. I could see a growing wet spot building at the tip of his erection through the thin material. His large hand was gripping the underwear outlining his cock, making it look like a blue bulging missal.
His knob slipped past the waist band as he was pulling his rigged gift feverishly inches in front of me.
I instructed him to pull down the underwear so I could see the whole show.
Both hands pulled down the blue briefs. He revealed a smooth shaved area below his erection, with a well trimmed pubic region. I was glad to see he was groomed. This handyman’s cock stood tall, and extended towards his tight abdominals. His hand gripped the seven inch penis in full view of my wide eyes.
My pussy was soaked again. It was time for more control. I told him to stop and lay on my ottoman in the other room. He balanced with hands on the floor and was laying on his back and hard cock pointing north.
My white shirt was unbuttoned down to my navel showing my perky breasts. I held his shaft like a column as I lowered myself on this handyman’s tool. My nipples were hard and pointing with pleasure as I rode him deeper in my control.
My swollen clit glided back and forth on his stiff velvet shaft. My handyman was now under my pussy’s control. I could feel his cock swell as he filled my pulsating vagina with every stroke. The wave of orgasm was now controlling our universe.
My legs shook with powerful spasms as I lay his chest.
I regained my composer and considered my next move. I was not done yet. I told him to get up and go to my arm chair. "Now it’s time to clean up your seed". I made him slide down low in the chair. I could now straddle his face. Once again he was lapping at my cum filled pussy.
I was starting to enjoy his strange panty fetish, and I was leading him to redemption for his dirty deed.
He began to get dressed. He asked do you mind if I keep your panties. I told him. I expect them to be worn at all times when doing you’re my list of chores.. I said ," I’ll see you next week". He smiled and said "Yes Mam".
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