The Ceiling Fan

First she heard the crash and then the scream. Well, it was Saturday and he did say something about home improvement projects. "Shall I call a doctor? Are you hurt?" No response. He'd only been at it five minutes and already there was the possibility of a life threatening injury.

She found him kneeling on the den floor, picking up pieces of the new ceiling fan. She tried not to laugh when she saw the mess he made. The old ceiling light was now a pile of broken glass laying next to the over turned step ladder. It looked like he fell off the ladder and landed on the fan. It was a mess, but he didn't seem to be any worse for wear. Well, except for the split seam in the back of his pants.

"HEY, STOP THAT!" he said, when she slipped her hand into the tear. "I've got work to do here and it's no time to fool around."

"You've really done a lot already", she said trying to hide her smile. "Maybe a sex break is just what you need to get reenergized." No underwear made it easy for her to give his balls a quick squeeze while she talked.

"Out of here woman. I've got things to do." He tried to act stern when he said it, but she wasn't fooled. "Well, if you won't leave, you're going to help", he said in his most workmanlike voice.

He put the ladder back in place and she held his hips as he tried to install the new fan. She couldn't resist and let one of her hands drift back to his cute butt cheek. "Is that a flashlight in your pants?" she said as she gave his butt a little squeeze, "Or, are you just happy to see me?"

She didn't like being ignored by a man with a tent in the front of his pants. Well, the bulge did look inviting so she gave it a little nip with her mouth and waited to see what would happen. Nothing. Hmm, he was playing hard to get, so stronger measures were needed.

A man holding a fan in one hand and doing something with a screw driver with the other is in no position to stop someone from having a little fun. She had his pants pulled down around his ankles in no time and found his cock was no longer thinking home improvement. "You just go ahead with what you're doing," she said as his erection bobbed up and down in front of her face, "while I amuse myself down here." She resumed sucking his dick and pretended not to notice work had come to a complete halt.

"Uh, you mentioned a sex break", he said in a tiny little voice. "If you help me down maybe now would be a good time." He was amazed she could touch so many parts of his body as she helped him down the ladder. But, once he was down...

The fan was forgotten and his new improvement project had to do with making her feel good. He threw her tee shirt and shorts across the room and pulled her down on the soft pile carpet. She purred like a kitten as his mouth sucked her nipple and she felt an ocean of lust ready to crash through her sea wall. His hand moved between her legs and he rubbed her sensitive clit with his thumb while one of his fingers got wet inside her pussy.

She made some new sounds as he played her body like he was Stradivarius and she a violin.

He was under her. She trapped his cock inside her pussy and did all the work as he lay on his back enjoying her up and down movements. With a small moan, her body took charge and moved faster and faster, as he started pressing against her, complementing her thrusts with his own.

His strong arms wrapped around her as she began her orgasm. His control was gone as her pussy muscles milked his cock sending him over the edge. She didn't want it to end, but when it did they lay together for the longest time savoring the experience.

"You know," she said after regaining some of her composure, "I think it would be a lot more fun if you forgot about your Saturday projects from now and we just did this instead." The ceiling fan didn't get installed until much later.