1. The Handyman


    Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Naughty_Renee, Rating: 40, Source: LushStories

    of clothes? “No. Wish I had. Damn clothes are itching the hell out of me.” “It probably went right through you clothes and you got it all over your skin. Why don’t you use our shower to wash that stuff off of you and I will launder your clothes for you. My husband is about your size and you could use his robe until I finish up with your clothes,” I said, feeling sorry for him itching the way he was. “That is very kind of you, Renee. Are you sure it won’t be putting you out of your way?” “Look at me. Do I look like I have a whole bunch of work on my hands?” I laughed. “Really, it’s no problem for me at all,” I insisted. “Just leave your clothes outside the bathroom door and I’ll throw them in the wash. My husband keeps his robe hanging behind the bathroom door. There are towels on the rack.” Phil was very grateful towards my helpful hospitality and I gave him the privacy of getting out of his clothes before I walked into the bedroom to pick them up. He was already in the shower when I entered the bedroom a few minutes later to gather up his clothes. I could hear the shower water running. But then I noticed that he hadn’t shut the bathroom door all the way and when I went over to pull it shut, I caught a glimpse of him through the glass shower door. I should have turned my eyes away and quietly closed the door, but I couldn’t seem to take my eyes from that sexy naked ass of his as he had his back turned my way. “Oh my… god!” I whispered to myself. It wasn’t like me to spy on ...
    a man like this, but my eyes continued to watch. His whole backside was muscular and sexy and nicely tanned. When he turned a bit to rinse the soap out of his hair, I suddenly got a side view of his body… and his c—c—cock. “Oh…Good God! He’s hung like a horse!” The thought went through my head as my eyes opened wide to it. I felt myself getting aroused just looking at him. He looked like something out of a male model magazine and I simply couldn’t turn my eyes away. I stood frozen looking at him and I didn’t even realize it until he turned and faced the bathroom door. His eyes went straight to mine and I jumped back, but not quick enough. I was pretty sure he caught me staring at him. I left the door just the way it was and hurried out of the bedroom with his clothes in my hands. Oh God, I was so embarrassed! After putting his clothes in the washer I went back to the kitchen. I was pacing the floor and cussing at myself for being so foolish to be spying on him the way I did, but I stopped pacing when he walked in a few minutes later wearing my husband’s robe, and standing there red faced I didn’t know what to say to him. He walked over to me and smiled. “It’s okay. I should have closed the bathroom door. My bad,” he said trying to ease my pain. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to stare,” I apologized as I blushed all over again. “Hey,” he said as his hand came up and cupped my chin. “To tell you the truth, I didn’t mind you staring.” He paused for a second, then he reached his ...
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