1. Handy Man


    Date: 7/1/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    worked on the fitting. I held the stool as steady as I could for him. He hardly said a word while he worked. I again bit my tongue from wanting to ask him. My mind wandered. All of a sudden, the stool slipped and Tas fell. Luckily he landed onto the sofa which we had moved to the side. “O shit, sorry, Tas, you okay?” I was so embarrassed. Tas picked himself up, and I put my arm around him and sat him down. “Sorry, Tas, the step slipped. Are you okay? I’m so sorry.” I was pretty sure he was okay; he had fallen onto the sofa and it cushioned his fall. But I still wanted to know why he was so down. As I have mentioned, Tas was usually always loud and proud, a boy’s boy. He always bragged about this that and the other. I could not bear it. I had to ask, so I put a hand on his leg and asked, “Tas, I know something is not right, what’s the matter? Is it something I’ve done?” He looked up and said, “No, it’s not you Lou, you’re great… I… I just... it doesn’t matter.” I looked back at him and said, “Something’s wrong, and I want, no, I demand you tell me and tell me now.” I placed a hand to the side of his face; he looked so glum and his eyes looked to the floor. I patted the side of his face very lightly and said, “Look at me, look at me, Tas! Tell me what’ wrong. If you don’t tell me, I can’t help you. I want to help you. You help me all the time.” He slowly looked up and said, “It’s my girlfriend, she… ” He stopped and looked down again. With my other hand I grabbed hold of his ...
    hand, held it and asked, “What about your girlfriend? I know what you bought the other day at the pharmacy, so I know you haven’t gotten her pregnant… have you?” Tas looked up and said, “No I haven’t, we never got that far.” I asked, “So what’s happened? I thought you were seeing her at the weekend.” The way I sat, I had not realise,d but my gown had opened up and the top of my tits were in view. I only realised when I noticed Tas kept looking down. I thought he looked towards the floor. To be honest, I did not care that he could see. I was not shy of my figure, so what if he looked. He then said, “No, I saw her last night.” “So what happened?” I squeezed his hand tighter. Tas looked down again, but that time was definitely to the floor as he said, “I… I’m too embarrassed. I can’t say.” I did know Tas got on well with his parents. I’m sure he’s a typical boy who doesn’t talk about sex with his mom or dad. So I wanted to offer my ear to him and said, “Tas, you can talk to me, I know it’s probably difficult for you to talk to your mom, but tell me. We’ve been friends for a long time. You don’t have to be shy or embarrassed with me.” Tas has never been what you might call a shy or quite sort of guy, so it felt very unusual for him to be quite and down like that. As I talked, I noticed his eyes moved back to my tits, and for some reason, my eyes looked at his crotch, only because I saw a slight movement there. Tas looked back up to me and said, “She doesn’t want to see me again.” I ...