Repairs

The two young Hispanics, Miguel and Juan, arrived at the job site exactly at 9 a.m. Juan started getting the tools out of the back of the pickup while his compadre’ went up to the front door of the one story house on the cul-de-sac. 

A middle-aged woman in a housecoat answered the door. Miguel introduced himself and told the woman that they were there to work on the eaves on the back of the house. Mrs. Wones told them to go ahead, she had been expecting them, and that if they needed anything to just knock on the back door.

Juan had opened the gate to the back yard so he and Miguel could look at what needed repaired. There was a patch of rotted wood in the back and two smaller ones around the side.

They brought their tools through to the back yard and, after setting up, started removing the rotted eaves. When they got the first board off they saw that the joists had begun to rot up into the attic. Miguel went to the back door and asked Mrs. Wones if he could get up into the attic to see how much damage may have been done. She agreed and took him to the pull-down ladder that led to the attic.

He crawled up the ladder, looking down once to see Mrs. Wones large breasts pushing the housecoat out in front. He went across the joists to the back of the house. There had been a leak in the roof that had allowed rainwater to run down the plywood and onto a joist leading to the rotted eaves. Crawling over to the location of the other two rotted eaves. More roof problems had caused these as well. 

When he goes back to the top of the ladder he looked down on the woman of the house. She was adjusting the tie sash on her housecoat and the housecoat was slightly open. He climbed down the ladder, 

“Mrs. Wones, your roof has several leaks and that water is causing the rotted eaves.” He told her trying not to stare at her breasts.

“Goodness, I didn’t realize I was having roof leaks.” She said putting her hand over her throat.

“You haven’t had any leaks inside?”

“No. Not that I noticed. Just the eaves being rotted.”

“I think that you need your roof repaired before we can fix the eaves, because the roof leaking will just keep ruining the eaves.” He said.

“I would like to see.” She said.

“Ok. You need to climb up the ladder.” He said. 

She turned and started up the ladder and said, “I’m a little afraid of heights. Don’t let me fall.”

Miguel held the ladder and looked up her bare legs to the bottom of the housecoat. As he moved up the ladder he could see further and further under the hem. As she got to the top she stopped, bending over the edge into the attic she said, “You’ll need to show me where.”

He started up the ladder and could see all the way to the lady’s bare hips. A tuft of pubic hair was situated at the apex of her legs. His cock began to stiffen in his pants. “You’ll have to go all the way into the attic to be able to see.” He said.

“I’m afraid I might fall through.” She replied, “You can come up here by me and point it out.” Miguel did as he was told and as he got up to just below Mrs. Wones he squeezed by on her right. As he did come up her housecoat caught on his belt and pulled up on her hip. She subconsciously pulled the hem back down, at the same time exposing her other leg to Miguel’s view, as he was on the next step down. 

“Where is it?” she asked, and Miguel pointed to the roof near where the eaves had been removed. “There.” he said, conscious that his erection was pressing into the woman’s right hip. 

“You said there was more than one?” she asked.

“Si, they are over there.” He said pointing his flashlight past her. “I don’t see it.” She stated.

“Here let me over on the other side.” He offered as he moved behind her. His tented jeans pulled the gown with him baring her right hip and she was jostled enough to bump against him. He grabbed her with his right hand. It went around to her front and he brushed her pubic hair as he grabbed the ladder with his other hand. 

Mrs. Wones didn’t say anything, but moved up the ladder a step, placing Miguel’s hand more into the pubic hair. “I think I’ve seen enough.” She said suddenly. 

The man let her go and asked, “Are you ok?”

“Yes. I think I need to see outside now.”

He went down the ladder just behind and below her, watch her hips move under the thin fabric.

They went outside and around back to the ladder. The backyard was surrounded by red leaf photinia that were at least 15 foot high. Mrs. Wones asked Miguel to begin making an estimate for her, while she looked at the eaves. Miguel went around the house to the pickup truck and got a pad of estimate sheets and filled out the heading.
When he got back to the two people they were on the ladder near the eaves. But Juan was right up on the same rung of the ladder as the red head. They were staring into the eaves, but Juan’s had was around the woman’s body and Miguel could see that he had is placed on her left breast. He was telling her about the way the house was constructed and as he talked he moved his hand through the opening of her gown and down. To Miguel it was obvious he was rubbing her mons. She shuddered and spread her legs. Juan hand came out from under her gown and unzipped his fly. Taking is 9 inch cock out he pulled up her gown in the back and slid it between her open legs. Miguel’s mouth hung open as he saw Juan, still talking to the lady, push her red pubic hair out of the way and slide his cock into her. Juan kept talking as he fucked the woman slowly. She was asking a question about the roof now and again. Finally she said she would like to see more. They didn’t stop fucking as they descended until Juan came. Mrs. Wones stepped up a rung as Juan tried to hold her and semen spurted out of his cock and down her legs, his cock and the front of his pants.

Juan looked sheepishly toward Miguel as he got down and helped the lady off the ladder. She stared at his cock and said, “Oh my, what a mess.” And bent over and sucked his softening cock into her mouth. She then stood up and said to Miguel. “Do you want to show me?”

Miguel stammered, “Yes.” And the lady headed back into the house..