Handyman Voyeur

Raybeth waited until she heard the first splash of water, before she quietly crept through the front door. Taking a stand near where Lee had stood, she watched as he washed his hair, then shook it and began washing his armpits. She was about to turn away, bored, when he sat down the bar of soap and took up a bit of white cloth. In an instant she recognized the cloth in his hand. It was her panties. She moved closer, her eyes on his face, and he held the panties near his nose and inhaled. His eyes rolled back into his head. A look of rapture crossed his face. One hand disappeared in front of him. She knew he was grasping his cock. He became hunched over, jerking rapidly as his hand stroked his penis. He held the panties to his nose again and inhaled.
Raybeth found her pussy hot and juicy. She had not felt so much stimulation in over a year. She was very excited, and flattered to see her dirty panties under his nose.

Raybeth looked around in the darkness. She found a wooden wheelbarrow sitting not far away. She turned it and pulled it closer to the window, then turned it over on it’s side. She sat gingerly, opened the front of her robe, and placed her fingers between her legs. With her eyes glued to his enraptured face, she began stroking the wet meat of her quivering mound. The thrill of contact was hot and immediate. She had seldom used her fingers to stimulate herself, feeling it was somehow wrong. Now they felt like pure heaven. She placed her other hand on her bulging breast and twisted the stiffened nipple.

Restraining a moan of pleasure, she circulated her fingers rapidly in her pussy until it exploded in an earth- shattering orgasm. She could barely restrain a scream. Her loins were filled with liquid heat. Her breasts and ass burned with an unholy fire. It had been too long. It took several minutes before the fire abated. Exhausted, she stood. The wooden wheelbarrow squeaked.
Covering her mouth in fear, she ran for the house. Only then did she realize that there was a taste of pussy on her lips. She had covered her mouth with the hand which had stirred her pussy flesh. She licked her fingers again and moaned in restrained lust. How wonderful it tasted, she thought. She quietly opened, then closed the door behind her. At some point in the next few minutes Lee ran naked out the back door to the barn.

She tapped on her bedroom door half an hour later, and found that the room was empty. She felt somehow disappointed. Working hard, she pulled the metal tub to the door, then tipped it up. Only after she rehung the tub on the wall, did she return and find her panties on the nightstand. She smiled, took them up and held them to her nose. There was a distinct smell of pussy in the material. She could see the attraction they would have for a man. She tossed them into the basket and went to sleep, sexually satisfied for the first time in months.

Lee pulled the wagon into the muddy driveway. The team stopped outside the front door and a house badly in need of paint. A middle aged woman with a bulging stomach came out of the house, drying her hands on a rag. She looked up and smiled at Raybeth, then her eyes went to Lee. She frowned as she looked him up and down like a prize steer.

“This is Lee, my new hand,” Raybeth explained.
“Glad to know ya,” the woman said. She looked back at Raybeth. “Climb down,” she said.
“There isn’t time, we are going to Des Moines. I was wondering if you could send Pete over later to milk the cows. I can pay him in money, or eggs like we did last time.”
“Eggs would be fine, I can’t get my damned hens to lay nohow.”
“You need banties, they forage and lay like crazy. Small eggs though. Thank Pete for me,” Raybeth smiled. Lee shook the reins and the horses started forward.
“She can’t get eggs because she never feeds them,” Raybeth whispered. “I don’t know how they survive. Banties would be better for her.”

“Those banties are wild, they can survive anywhere,” Lee agreed quietly. He was very aware of Mrs. Carson’s breasts jiggling at each bump. He was finding it hard to drive, while holding his elbow in his lap to cover his hardness. She seemed not to notice. She was wearing a blue linen dress. It was very plain, but very beautiful on her. The white strip on her neckline flapped open and closed in the gentle breeze. She didn’t seem to mind. Lee looked at her bulging breasts out of the corner of his eye.

This is a hell of a situation, he thought to himself. He was going around in a state of perpetual hardness. The brown horse on the left decided to shit. The odor drifted back to them. Raybeth hid her face, by pulling up the front of her dress and pressing her nose inside. He nearly died when he saw her entire right breast. She was so close he could almost feel the heat of it on his face.

“Oh lord,” Lee mumbled.
“What?” Raybeth asked, dropping the front of her dress and straightening it.
“The stink,” he said more loudly.
“I heard they invented a horseless carriage last year,” she said, waving her hand. “I hope they don’t smell as bad as this.”
“They do, but different,” he said.
“You’ve seen one?”
“Yes ma’am, I rode in a gasoline powered Steinway at the Chicago Worlds fair. That was back in 1893.”
“Five years ago? Do you think we will see one in Des Moines.”
“Yes ma’am, I guarantee it. They are springing up everywhere. City folk don’t like stabling horses. They prefer a machine.”
“It would be more convenient,” she nodded.
Lee found the strain of watching her breasts bounce inside the thin material of her dress, almost overwhelming. He could actually see the nipples, trying to poke through the material. Suddenly the wagon bounced dangerously.
“Mister Appleton,” Raybeth gasped, looking at him. She saw his downward glance and held her hand to her chest.
“If you don’t watch the road, we will never arrive in one piece. Sometimes I can’t understand a man’s fascination with a woman’s breasts,” she gasped.
“You would if you were a man,” he mumbled. “A woman’s bosoms are the most beautiful things on earth. Besides they represent life itself. They suckle our young.”
“I doubt if you had our young on your mind, when you drove off the road,” she giggled.
“No ma’am, I surely didn’t,” he smiled down at her.
“Mister Mason, are you flirting with me.”
“Yes ma’am, just as hard as I can.”
“Maybe we should pull off and cool down a bit,” she said, pointing at a water-filled drainage ditch. Lee pulled over and dropped the reins. The horses surged forward and began drinking.

They dropped to the ground and sat on the grass, beneath a row of cottonwoods. The shade felt good after the heat of the road. Raybeth flapped the front of her dress to bring in cool air. She stopped when Lee looked over at her.
“My God, you are beautiful,” he said with heartfelt sincerity.
“Beauty is only a mask. On the inside everyone feels the same.”
“Yes ma’am, I guess you’re right. But I’ve seen some masks which were butt ugly.”

She giggled and fell close to him, grabbing his arm for support. He smelled the light scent of lilacs in her hair. He inhaled. She looked up as he opened his eyes. He found his face mere inches from hers. Without warning he lowered his lips and kissed her. She started to turn away, then jerked her lips back and pressed them harshly against his. Sucking lightly and breathing hard through her nose, she closed her eyes and melted against him. He took her roughly into his arms and held her, while mashing his lips against her soft mouth.

They kissed like that for several minutes. His hand moved up to her breast of it’s own violation. She stiffened. Her eyes flew open. She gave him a pleading look, then closed them again.
Lee pushed her back on the grass. He kissed her passionately, while his fingers worked on the buttons, down the front of her dress. He threw the top of her dress open, then broke the kiss to look down at her breasts.

“Beautiful,” he sighed. He quickly lowered his mouth and suckled on her right breast. She hissed and arched her back, feeding her full breast to his lips. The fire burned her chest and drifted down to her pussy. She rubbed he legs together to stroke it. He noticed the movement and slid a hand beneath her dress. In a moment he felt the hot lips of her pussy through the thin material of her cotton panties.

“Oh yes,” she gasped, surging up off the ground. She suddenly sat up, with his hand still stroking her crotch, and began fumbling at his belt. He laid back and allowed her to undo his pants. In a moment his cock sprang out in the open. She took it in her hand and stroked it reverently. Suddenly she stood, kicked off her panties, and straddled his body. She sank down on his lap. His hard cock slid easily up inside her. She squealed in delight and shook, in the throes of an instant orgasm. She sat quietly, waiting until the shivers passed. Slowly she resumed her slow ride up and down on his lap.

Her pussy was hot and juicy on his cock. It slid easily, wetly in and out of her heavenly cunt. He could feel the tight lips grasping at his cock. The wetness of her pussy coated his balls and ran down into the crack of his ass. He knew he clothing was ruined.

The horse neighed and he looked around guiltily. There was nobody insight in either direction. Raybeth was now bouncing wildly. She panted in his ear. Her turned her head and captured her lips with his own. Her eyes were open, looking into his, as she breathed and moaned urgently. Suddenly her eyes widened. She broke the kiss and groaned loudly, increasing her tempo to blinding speed. She suddenly cried out and stiffened. Her pussy slid forward and back as she orgasmed. The movement was enough to bring on Lee’s orgasm as well. They cried and withered together. A blue jay squawked at them from the top of a tree. The horses stomped and pawed nervously, then started forward so they could crop the grass by the edge of the ditch.
Raybeth ran her fingers though Lee’s hair, looking softly into his eyes.

“That was wonderful,” she sighed.
“It certainly was,” he nodded. “I’m sorry if I ended your morning prematurely.”
“You didn’t. I’m a social creature by nature. Suppressing my feelings wasn’t healthy. Do you want to go again,” she asked with a smile.
“Only if you insist,” he said, drawing her into a kiss.