Jaz70.... and the Tiler
Posted Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:01 AM
Falcon shook his head and searched for the end button on his phone. “Fuck Me..! If we don’t start her job soon, she’ll have us tiling her fucking ceiling next...!”
Canuck had been an apprentice for two years and although he hated tiling, he enjoyed working with Falcon. His boss was a skilled tradesman who had a standard of finish like no one else he had ever worked for. It was this reason he was always engaged for the top-end projects, although it also meant they had to deal with somewhat over-the-top clients.
His latest client was turning out to be one of those...
It wasn’t a large job and normally Falcon wouldn’t go near it. Renovations were always messy and unless a builder was involved, the planning was generally nonexistent. However the client was a friend of an Engineer who passed him a lot of work, so he felt obliged to take it on...
“Come on Falcon... If you don’t screed this soon, we’ll be here all day scraping the shit up and redoing it...” This was going to be an early day for the tiling pair, as once the floor was screeded they had nothing to do but wait. Canuck had his eye on a new computer and was hoping to spend the rest of the day shopping around for it.
“If it wasn’t for that dumb-arse Plumber,” Falcon spat.”We would have been out of here two hours ago..!”
He had a well known dislike for the Plumber who worked on this job and Falcon was often heard offering advice to him whenever the chanced presented. The last conversation ended with Falcon offering to re-plumb the plumbers’ bowels with a length of 40mm waste pipe...
Canuck knew it wasn’t the Plumbers fault this time though. Falcon had spent half the morning on the phone advising his next client on what was and wasn’t possible. What was stranger was that Falcon had agreed to go there twice in the past week to assist with the planning. Falcon had told Canuck that the Engineer, who also owned Mackadoo Constructions, was a really good mate of his and he just wanted to do the right thing by helping his friend with their renovation.
Canuck had his suspicions though.
Falcon eventually finished screeding the floor and they packed up the vehicle, roped off the wet area and made their way home. They wouldn’t return to the job again for a week so tomorrow they would be starting the mystery clients’ en-suite renovation. That was the plan anyway, so Falcon decided to call in on the new client to ensure all was ready to start.
As he approached the front door, he could hear a rattling sound from within as if someone was using a jackhammer. He knocked, but there was no way anyone inside was going to hear him. He opened the fly screen and called out as he entered and made his way to where the noise was coming from. Still calling out, he entered the en-suite.
She was standing in front of the window dressed in a white top that clung to her shapely body and she was holding a mini jackhammer, looking very much in control. It was a scene that reminded him of a power tool poster he had recently seen at the tiling supplier. Jaz knew he was there but was more concerned with what she was doing than she was of Falcon.
“Oh my god Jaz..! What the heck are you doing...?” He called out.
Jaz just stood there studying the wall, deep down Falcon was rather hoping she’d stay in that pose for the rest of the day, but Jaz turned to him and replied. “I thought I’d just have a quick look before you got here.”
Falcon put his hand to his forehead and walked towards her. “If you keep going with that thing, you’ll be looking at the neighbour’s fence...!”
“Hmmm...” She replied, “I thought if the pipes came up through here, I could get two single mixer type taps instead of have four normal ones... Less wall clutter... Don’t you think..?.”
Falcon shook his head as he was struggling to comprehend what she was trying to achieve. He’d been confronted by situations like this before, although unfortunately for the client, they never ended pleasantly. If there was one thing that got under Falcon’s skin, it was being forced to cancel a job because an owner had a change of mind.
Falcon returned to Jaz. “So why are you using the jackhammer..?”
“I wanted to see where the pipes were before you got here. I thought it’d be quicker...” She replied as she turned back to the wall and started smashing off more tiles...
“Jaz..!” Falcon cried out. “We’re supposed to be starting the tiling tomorrow and we can’t start if you’re busting holes in the bloody wall... Why didn’t you think about this before..?”
“Well,” she replied as she took her finger off the trigger. “I only just thought about it and I like the idea...”
She was obviously determined to expose the pipe work and by the look of it, she was doing a rather good job of it too. At least she hadn’t hit a water pipe yet. Falcon offered to take over and Jaz, although not openly admitting it, was glad to hand over the heavy tool. Her hair had become matted with cement dust and she was feeling a little worse for wear.
“I’ll make a coffee then,” she said as she moved out the way for Falcon.
Falcon couldn’t help but smile as she brushed past him, her determination albeit frustrating, had won him over. She wanted her en-suite to be right and he couldn’t help but think that in a way, she was really no different to him.
Jaz returned with the coffee and Falcon had already begun exposing the pipe work. “So what’s your plan when we find the pipes Jaz..?”
“I’m ringing a Plumber now to see if he can fix it up for me...” She replied.
Falcon smiled and shook his head, “There’s no way you’re going to find a plumber today. Maybe in a month or so...”
“Well... I need one now, don’t I...? So I’m going to find one...Now...” She said as she opened the yellow pages.
“Yeah, well I’m a Tiler and I should be tiling and that was your plan yesterday... Wasn’t it..?”
“Well the pipes are wrong...” She replied calmly, “...and I didn’t know that yesterday. Now just carry on doing what you’re doing. You’re going well by the way, you’ll be finished soon and then you can start on the walls if you want.”
Falcon looked over towards her as she picked up the phone and with his tongue firmly lodged in his cheek, he replied. “How about I skip the walls and just work on your internal plumbing myself...?”
An hour later she had her Plumber. “He’ll be here tomorrow,” she said, “First thing in the morning.”
Falcon wasn’t surprised at all, she had an extremely friendly phone manner and he knew some poor sucker would cave in and cancel another job just to help her out. He also knew he was extremely attracted to her and although he wanted her, just being with her was satisfying enough, for now at least.
“So who’s the Plumber anyway...?” Falcon asked, not really expecting to know him regardless.
“RHC Plumbing...” She replied.
“What the hell..?” Falcon said with a rather confused tone. “Mister RHC drags his near bare arse off Bondi Beach to actually work...?! Well Jaz, you must have friends... That’s all I can say...”
Jaz sat there looking quite pleased with herself. Not only did she get hold of a Plumber, but obviously she scored a good one too...
Jaz had begun to like Falcon; he was an extremely capable man with a solid build and a strength and confidence that she found insatiably attractive. What’s more, she relished the company of a working man. Kalli, a good friend of hers, often remarked jokingly that Jaz had a Workman fetish and really needed professional help with it. The mere fact that Jaz owned a Civil Contracting company was ammunition enough for Kalli. “Your fetish has taken control of your life Jaz.” She’d say, “For goodness sake, stop torturing yourself girl and take one to bed...!”
To Jaz, it was not just any working man mind you, regardless of their physical statue or politeness towards her, men who flew off the handle and swore constantly were real turn off. He had to be confident in himself and skilled at what he did. An accomplished problem solver who always remained composed and focussed not matter the situation.
These attributes were essential as Jaz often changed her mind mid way through an activity and a short tempered, uncompromising working was quite simply, hopeless and unworkable.
Like a man watching a girl pole dance, Jaz watched Falcon persistently carve out the wall. He was focussed and she could tell he knew exactly what the plumber would require. She would offer a question or a comment purposely to attract his attention and he responded without hesitation and without showing any disappointment at having been disrupted by her.
He had strong hands, solid arms and gorgeous eyes that seemed to study her when she spoke to him. He powered the hammer onto the chisel with perfectly weighted blows that seemed to remove exactly what he wanted gone. He was in control and she was thoroughly immersed...
He was straight forward too. If she asked a silly question, he would smile and try his best to explain without making her look totally stupid, always throwing in a little sexual innuendo, just to get her blushing.
Jaz had to move away, she was ogling him and she was sure he was sensing it. “You don’t mind if I leave you here by yourself...?” She asked as she began to walk out the door. “I might just... have a shower.”
“No, I suppose I don’t mind, although you’ve been such a great help up to now...” He replied with a broad smile over his face. “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to manage without you, but I’ll try...”
Jaz blushed slightly. “Are you getting hungry..?”
“Hmmm, getting there I suppose. What have you got in mind..?” he turned towards her. “You... I hope..?”
She stepped out of the door way and suddenly her hand took hold of the door frame. Falcon noticed it and kept his gaze towards the doorway and a warm rush filled his body as her face appeared again. Like a turning page, his world paused. He sat momentarily paralysed waiting for her to say something.
Jaz could imagine Kalli encouraging her to jump him then and there, this time Jaz simply couldn’t resist... “You could... wash my back... Perhaps...”
Falcon couldn’t believe what he heard, was she serious..? Did he follow her..? Was this happening..?
“Don’t be long...” she whispered as she made her way down the hallway.
Falcon threw down the chisel and before he gave it another thought, he was walking into the main bathroom. Jaz was leaning into the shower recess adjusting the taps. She was wearing tight black tracksuit pants and her arse was looking better than ever.
“Fuck I love that butt Jaz...!” Is all he could manage to say to attract her attention.
She turned out of the recess as Falcon reached for her, pulling her close to him and pressing his mouth on to hers in the same motion. Instantly, passion had overwhelmed him and he had to have her. A week of denying to himself that he wanted her this badly had pushed him to his limit. His kissing was passionate and she responded in kind.
Jaz had never really been the spontaneous type, but lately for her own reasons of course, she’d become more liberal in life and her recent encounter with the Carpet Salesman opened a new door for her.
As they kissed, Jaz kicked off her shoes and Falcon pulled up her shirt, drawing his mouth away from hers just to allow the top to pass over her head, then resumed kissing her. His hands felt down her arched back and slipped under the elastic of her tracksuit pants. He had her arse in his hands and he squeezed firmly, he parted her legs with his knee and pulled her tightly on to his thigh.
He moved his hands up to her bra and fumbled slightly until he released the 3 hooks. Jaz pull way and lifted his shirt over his head and as he pulled his arms out, she dragged her nails down his chest. She removed her pants and G-string then stepped into the shower.
With her back to the shower, she arched and titled her head backwards, allowing the water to flow through her matted hair. She raised her arms and pushed fingers through her hair, allowing the water to penetrate through to her scalp.
Falcon watched her intently as he undressed himself, the water was running down her back and over her breasts and he was savouring the view. He knew he was about to join her and was relishing the vision as he removed his boots and socks. His only problem was where did he start on that body..?
Jaz had turned around to face the shower as he stepped in. He reached for a bar of soap and moved his arms around her, massaging the soap over her chest and circling her breasts. He was as hard as he had ever been and pushed his member firmly against her arse. His left cheek now rested on her neck and shoulder and her hands were assisting his explore her breasts and stomach.
“Oh, you’re fucking gorgeous Ms Jaz.” He managed to whisper, “You’re so fucking hot..!”
Jaz moaned slightly as he moved his hands and the bar of soap between her legs. She tilted her head further backwards and turned at the same time, her mouth searched for his lips and they kissed passionately under the stream of water.
Jaz moved her soap down to his groin. She took a firm hold of his member in her left hand and began rubbing the soap over his balls with her right. She massaged him slowly and dropped the soap bar, then swapped hands. She cupped his balls with her left hand and slid the tip of her thumb down the underside of his member and between his balls, rolling them gently with her fingers.
Falcon couldn’t wait any longer, he wanted to watch and feel her as she ran her tongue from his balls the tip of his member, then take him deep into her throat. He wanted badly to touch, finger and devourer her sex until he felt and tasted her orgasm. He wanted to ream out her little hole with his tongue and then hear her soft whimpers as he pushed himself deep into her well lubricated arse. He had longed for this moment ever since first laid eyes on her. Now that had her it seemed all of that could wait. Beyond everything else, he just wanted to be in her and nothing else mattered.
He turned her around and she leant over, her left hand pressing against the tiles and her right hand reaching to part her sex. She was ready to taste him, she wanted him in her mouth and to feel his balls against her chin, but she knew by his touch that he needed to take her now. He had elevated beyond foreplay and she was ready for him. She needed him just as badly and began to massage her clit in anticipation.
Falcon took hold of his member and feverishly guided it into position. He slid the head of his member between her lips and up to where her fingers were working her clit. She slid her fingers off her clit and along the underside of his member, grasping his balls and pressing his head against her cit with her wrist. She pulled gently at his balls then released them, taking hold of his member and pulling it into her.
She moaned heavily, releasing a tension that had been building for most of the afternoon. “Ohhhh God..!”. She moaned loader, “Fuck me... Ohhhh... Fuck me hard Mr Falcon...!”
Falcon was firmly in place. He had hold of her hips and was pushing as deep as he could. He could feel her cervix resting on the head of his member and he couldn’t move. He had entered heaven and the feeling was paralysing.
“Ohhh Fuck..!” Jaz moaned as rubbed frantically. “You have to move... Fuck me Falcon..! Ohhh.... Please... fuck me now..!”
Falcon eased backwards and then pushed deep again, he looked over her body and began to thrust. “Oh yeah Jaz... You’re fucking hot alright..!” He began to ram himself into her, increasing his speed and power with every thrust. “You’re so fucking hot..! You’re so fucking... hot..!”
Her face was now resting against her left hand and she could feel him pushing deep into her, her legs were weakening and she loved it, she wanted it harder. “Faster...Faster..!” She moaned, “Ohhhhhh...Fuck me hard...!” She could feel herself building, her orgasm was on the way and she was beginning to cripple.
Falcon could feel her coming on and he tried to hold himself back for as long as he could. He didn’t want to just cum, he wanted to explode. He wanted to completely empty his balls of everything they could produce. He wanted to fill her with four gallons of semen.
Falcon felt her orgasm, he held her firmly as her legs gave way and she crippled. She groaned deeply and he tried to thrust through it, but she was bringing him on and he couldn’t fight it. He thrust deep into her and held it there as his prostate clenched and released its fluid. “Fuuuuck..!!! Ohhh Fuuuuck...!!!” he groaned loudly and uncontrollably... He wasn’t just coming; he was literally exploding into her. He pulled out and thrust another load deep into her again, then again and again. Seven thrusts of hot thick semen poured into her as she contracted convulsively.
Their contractions eventually ceased leaving Jaz completely spent and Falcon stumbled, he could hardly stand and nearly lost his balance as his muscles relaxed. He wanted to collapse and took hold of the shower door to brace himself. He needed to sit down and he needed to fall, the slight steam from the shower was almost suffocating him now and he had to get out. He helped Jaz upright and they stood leaning against each other as they both attempted to recover.
The tension that formed between them had been released and they could do nothing but stand there silent and still. Jaz eventually broke the silence. “Ummm... So I believe you were going to... wash my back... Mr Falcon...”
Falcon massaged the soap over her back and her seductively curvaceous and wanting arse. He was tempted, but he pushed open the door and he made his way out of the shower instead, he was completely spent. He pulled a towel off the rack and picked up his clothes. Jaz, still a little dazed, remained in the shower and let the water stream over her. She reached over a picked up the shampoo and poured it into her hair.
“I’ll just sit down a while I think.” Falcon said as he paused outside the shower. She was stunning, the shampoo foam running down her body was a vision he would never forget and he knew that very soon he’d want her again. Jaz turned her eyes to view him as he moved towards the door. He was definitely her type of man that was for sure, but would she have sex with him again..?
Well... maybe later........Perhaps...
Posted Tue Jun 02, 2009 12:18 PM
Well done Jaz, needing an electrician???
Posted Tue Jun 02, 2009 12:30 PM
Posted Tue Jun 02, 2009 05:19 PM
Bob Mackadoo said:
I feel your pain Bob!
I am the apprentice, maybe one day I'll know Jaz well enough to "Do Her" Job...... Perhaps!!!
Posted Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:29 PM
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Posted Fri Jun 26, 2009 02:52 AM
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Thankyou for reading it and leaving a comment... I know it's a bit long so thanks for taking the time....
[quote name='Ted Flirt'] [COLOR="Navy"]great sexy, exciting story, oh Mr. Falcon something you won't ever forget
Well done Jaz, needing an electrician??? [/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
[FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"]I do actually... .. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='ddigg6'] [COLOR="Navy"]Great story Jaz! Need anything else done, clean the toilets, mow the lawn?[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
[FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"]Ummm... I only have synthetic Grass... but there is something else you can do..[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='grumbler'] [COLOR="Navy"]fantastic story loved it [/COLOR][/QUOTE][FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"]... Thank You Mr Grumbler..[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='canuck'] [COLOR="Navy"]I feel your pain Bob!
I am the apprentice, maybe one day I'll know Jaz well enough to "Do Her" Job...... Perhaps!!![/COLOR] [/QUOTE] [FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"] Ohhh.... Mr Canuck... I'm sure you'll develop into a fine..... Layer......[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='bullseye383'] [COLOR="Navy"]Hot story, Jaz70! If you ever need a bar tender I am in![/COLOR] [/QUOTE][FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"]You provide the Bar... ... I'll tender to it......[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='erotic nightmares'] [COLOR="Navy"]I see us plumbers getting bagged again. Trust me we always end having to try and make honey out of shit. Fucking tilers. [/COLOR][/QUOTE][FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"] The Plumber is on the way.... [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='jesika Love'] [COLOR="DarkRed"]Jaz... and the Tiler..
good story[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
[quote name='icyend'] [COLOR="Navy"]oh Jaz you sexy sexy Aussie, I do hope I get to be in one of your stories one day, even if I am much younger than you, your a goddess to me, and id love to be anything you want me to be [/COLOR][/QUOTE][FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"].. Thank you Mr Icyend... I'm sure I can find a entrance for you....[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='hello428'] [COLOR="Navy"]Very good story! Was really hot, that. [/COLOR][/QUOTE]
[quote name='Kalli'][COLOR="Red"] Hot story Jazz!
Bravo!! [/COLOR][/QUOTE][FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"] Thank you for being a part of it Kalli.....[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[quote name='Biggie'] [COLOR="Navy"]Too bad she does'nt need a truck driver......[/COLOR] [/QUOTE] [FONT="Times New Roman"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="Purple"]... Hello Mr Biggie... Thanks for stopping by...[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]