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Some jobs come about as the result of a do-it-yourself project that goes wrong and I get called in to fix and finish the job. Renovations and DIY projects can create issues in a household, adding stress and drama to an already struggling relationship. As a result, some couples don’t survive the process and I can get caught in the middle.This was one of those jobs…*****Jim and Susan’s house was a large sixties-style bungalow with a retro vibe decor and an open three-bedroom floor plan. Originally there was one main washroom and they had decided to add another washroom by using space from an adjoining bedroom to make an ensuite for the master bedroom. Jim had started the reno and soon found himself over his head. I had taken their call and agreed to take a look and supply an estimate. Once we agreed on what was needed, I took over the job and was nearly finished when Jim called and wanted to postpone everything.”We split up,” he explained. “I don’t want to go any further with it.””Sorry to hear that. It’s over eighty percent done, though.””I know, but she’s getting the house and I don’t want to do anything more with it,” he lamented.”I get what you’re saying, but our contract is for full payment,” I reminded him. “The last installment is already in my account, so I just have to finish, and you pay for the last ten percent of the contract on completion.””Ah shit, that’s right. Well, I guess go ahead, but you have to get the last payment from her. Between getting a place with my girlfriend and paying the lawyers I’m fucking strapped.””Well, unfortunately, that’s your problem, not mine. I will finish up and then we will see how things shake out. Fair enough?””Yeah, all right. Her fucking lawyer is eating me alive, though.”*****When I arrived at the house I was greeted by Devon, Susan’s son, and invited in.”Mom is in the kitchen,” he explained. “She said for you to just go ahead and do what you need.””Thanks, bud.””Can I come see what you’re doing again?” he asked shyly.”Sure, you can even help me with something.””Cool! MOM! I going to help Mr. J!” he bellowed.”All right. Just don’t bother him,” she yelled back.I showed him the glass shower door I was going to put up and explained how he could help by keeping it steady for me. He happily did as instructed, asking questions about almost everything, and watched as I sealed the edge and bottom panels after hanging the door. Once done I cleaned up and told him I was done for this visit.”Aw,” he pouted. “This is so cool.””I’ll be back again, I have a few more things to do yet,” I promised. escort bayan “You can give me a hand putting on the door trim.””Cool!” he replied as his younger sister appeared in the doorway.”Hi, Mr. J,” she said shyly.”Hello, Cindy,” I replied. “Did you come to help, too?””No,” she giggled. “Mommy told me to tell Devon to stop bugging you.””I’m not bugging him! I’m helping!””Yes, you were helping. Now it’s time for you to do whatever else you have to do,” I said as I pat him on the shoulder.”Okay,” he pouted. “Bye Mr. J.””Bye, kids. Thanks for the help.”The two disappeared down the hallway towards the living room while I picked up my tools and checked that I had everything to finish up. Susan appeared in the doorway, her hair in a ponytail, wearing grey sweatpants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt.”Thanks for being patient with him. He’s having a hard time right now.””Yeah, I understand. Sorry about your situation, but don’t worry, I’ll get it all finished up for you.””Jim said you agreed to finish it up but that he wasn’t paying for it. Is that so?””Basically, but I’m sure your lawyer has other plans for that,” I assured her. “I’m not worried about getting paid the last ten percent.””Thank you, I appreciate that.”She looked at me for a moment and gestured down the hallway.”Would you like a cup of coffee?” she offered.”Thanks, but not today,” I declined. “I have another appointment to go to.””Okay, another time. When do you think you will be back.””Tomorrow evening. If that’s good for you?””That’s fine. Thanks again.””No problem,” I replied and walked to the front door.*****Cindy was waiting with the door open when I walked up to the house, smiling and waving.”HI MR. J!” she bellowed.“Hello, Cindy,” I replied as I entered the house.“Hello, J,” Susan added when she appeared. “How are you today?”“I’m good, thanks. You?”“Oh, I’m okay,” she sighed.With her messy hair, loose-fitting mom jeans and baggy t-shirt, she looked cute and sexy.“Just been cleaning up the closets and dressers,” she shrugged. “Keeping busy.”“Well, you look cute,” I teased. “And so do you, Cindy. Were you helping?”“Uh-huh,” she giggled and nodded her head.“Thanks,” Susan replied shyly.“I’m ready to work, Mr. J,” Devon announced as he bounded into the room. “Can I help?”“Sure, for a little while,” I assured him. “If that’s okay with your mom.”“Yes, but not long, okay?”Devon nodded and grabbed my tool pouch, lugging it down the hallway and into the bathroom.“I can be finished tonight if you don’t mind me being here until about ten?”“That’s fine,” Susan replied. kocaeli escort bayan “They have no school tomorrow.”It didn’t take long for Devon and me to install the door trim and hardware. Once done he joined his sister in the living room, and I did the final finishing and checked it all over. Just past nine I was finished, packed everything up, and went to find Susan. She was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a glass of wine and reading a book, and smiled at me as I entered the room.“Ready for that coffee? Or something?” she asked and held up her glass.“I’m all done. Come take a look first.”She joined me in the new bathroom, smiling brightly while praising how nice it was, and thanked me for getting it finished.“I never thought it would get finished,” she admitted. “It’s so much nicer than I expected.”“Thank you. I am glad you like it.”“Oh, so much!” she gushed, wrapping her arms around my waist and hugging me tight with her head under my chin.I gently hugged her back and waited until she loosened her grip. She stepped back, a slight blush on her face, and gave me an embarrassed grin.“Uh, sorry,” she mumbled shyly and brushed her hair back.“That’s fine. Hugs are free,” I assured her.The feeling of her body pressed against mine had caused a stirring lower down, and by the look on her face, I could tell she had noticed. Her eyes dropped to my crotch for a moment, checking the bulge, and she smiled coyly.“So, about that drink?” she asked nervously.“Sure, I can stay for one.”We returned to the kitchen, and she offered me wine or whiskey.“Whiskey, please. With ice, if you have.”She poured a healthy shot and added a few cubes, placed it in front of me, and topped up her wine glass. She raised her glass up.“To new bathrooms and new beginnings,” she toasted.“To you,” I replied and touched my glass to hers.We talked for a while, just having a general discussion and avoiding the topic of her current situation. Once done I thanked her for the drink and made my way to the front door.“Thank you so much. I really appreciate everything you did.”“You’re very welcome,” I replied.She moved quickly and hugged me again, pushing herself against me as I put my arms around her. Her breasts pushed against me and I felt her hips move slightly, causing my body to respond as usual, and felt her grind against the growing bulge.“Bye, Mr. J,” Cindy called from the hallway.“Damn, I thought they were sleeping,” Susan apologized and stepped back.“No problem,” I chuckled. “They’re great kids.”“Yeah,” she agreed with a smile. kocaeli escort “Well, thanks again.”“No problem,” I replied. “And don’t worry, I’ll make sure Jim will pay the balance.”“Thanks,” she chuckled. “That would be very helpful.”“Good night, Susan.”“Good night, J.”I closed the door and made for home.*****“Yeah, it’s Jim,” the voice announced. “I was at the house to pick up the kids and Susan says there is a problem with the shower.”“Oh? What kind of problem?”“I didn’t ask. She just said that I need to get you to look at it right away. Can you stop by there today and see what the deal is?”“Sure. I will give her a call and head over.”“Good. You deal with her,” he snarled and ended the call.I called and left a message on her phone saying that I was on my way over. When I arrived, I knocked on the door and heard her call “come in.”I closed the door behind me, slipped off my shoes, and entered the living room. Susan was sitting on the couch, freshly showered and wearing only a low-cut baby-doll style top. Her breasts pushed out, larger than I expected, and her freshly shaved legs glistened in the light coming in from the windows.“There’s a problem with the shower,” she announced in a sultry voice. “I don’t know if it will be suitable for two. I was hoping you would check it with me?””Well, the only way to make sure is to try it out,” I replied with a smile. “I think the two of us will have more than enough room.””I think we should make sure,” she agreed with a coy smile.I stepped in front of her and dropped to my knees, put my hands on her legs, and gently spread them apart.”A shower is always best when you’re already hot and sweaty, so let’s get hot and sweaty first,” I suggested.She replied by spreading them more and laying back, pushing her uncovered and freshly trimmed pout to the edge of the couch. The pouty lips glistened with wetness as I leaned in and ran my hands along her inner thighs. I began running my thumbs along the swollen lips, gently pressing them together while I gently massaged. Little moans filled the air as I teased her, my thumbs spreading the folds and rubbing top and bottom, grazing her clit and her opening at the same time. One thumb slipped inside while the other rubbed little circles, now massaging her inside and out, and she wriggled her hips on the white leather of the couch.”Oh…oh…” she panted.My thumbs were now soaked. I slipped my hands away, hearing a moan of disappointment, and leaned in close. The tip of my tongue flicked her swollen bud, making her gasp, and I buried my face between her legs. My tongue and lips explored and caressed her, focusing on her little bud, when her hands grasped the side of my head. She shuddered and groaned, soaking my face as she climaxed, and squeezed my head with her smooth thighs until the orgasm waned.
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