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Husbands For Hire
by Lisa Rains (lisarains@aol.com)

***

A letter from a woman to her best friend, telling about 
how two strong, sexy handymen dominate, spank and 
control her neglectful husband. They ease the wife's 
frustration too, by stroking and fondling her, and they 
even let her in on the spanking/domination action. (MF-
cpls, mc, bi, voy, rom)

***

Dear Laura,

You are never going to believe what happened this 
weekend! You might remember that I had some workmen 
coming over on Saturday to finally finish some of the 
jobs around the house that my lazy husband Jake had 
started but never completed. I was in such a bad mood 
when I got up in the morning. Jake had gone out with 
friends Friday night and never made it home. So, 
needless to say I was pretty pissy when my doorbell 
rang at 8 a.m. 

I had forgotten that they were coming and when I heard 
the bell I assumed it was Jake. I didn't bother to 
throw on a robe or anything when I answered to door. I 
was stunned when I realized it wasn't Jake. There I was 
standing in my doorway practically naked, wearing only 
a little white tank top and undies. Believe me, it 
didn't leave much to the imagination. 

I stood there staring at these two tall gorgeous hunks 
not knowing what to say or do. They must have realized 
that I had forgotten they were coming because Tim, the 
taller one wearing a tank top just like me, put out his 
hand to shake mine and introduced himself and his 
partner Kent to me and said they were here from 
"Husbands For Hire." 

I know, I know, the name is silly but it caught my eye 
when I was searching for a handyman in the phonebook. 
They probably don't get many married women calling them 
because their name is emblazoned on the side of their 
truck and nice wives probably feel it's too mean to let 
all the neighbors know that their husband has been too 
lazy to get things done around the house. 

I have to admit that I hired them partly to embarrass 
Jake. I was tired of asking him over and over to re-
screen the patio, fix the drip in the kitchen sink, and 
finally hang the porch swing that we'd had for almost 
three years! I was hoping that Jake would be the one to 
show the guys around the house and direct them to the 
jobs we needed them to complete. 

But, like I said, he wasn't home so I was the one that 
had to do it. For a split second I thought I should run 
and grab my robe, but then I realized that there was no 
reason to at this point. They had already seen me -- 
basically all of me.

I showed them where the rolls of screening were and 
where I was hoping the swing could go. Kent must have 
thought I was single because he said, "Don't worry 
about a thing Ma'am, today just think of us as the 
‘men’ around the house. We don't have any other clients 
today, so if you think of any other jobs for us, just 
let us know. Take advantage of having two big strong 
men at your disposal." 

And with that he winked at me and gave me a nice long 
once over without even trying to hide it. Tim clapped 
him on the shoulder and said to me, "You'll have to 
pardon my friend here. We don't usually get hired by 
such beautiful women. Surely you have a stud of your 
own that would love to do these things for you."

I just laughed and waved him off. I was too stunned to 
know what to say. I know I was blushing because I could 
feel my face getting all hot. They headed out to start 
the screen and I told them I'd bring them out some 
coffee as soon as I made it. I raced into the kitchen, 
happy to be away from them so I could pull myself 
together. I swear I was shaking. 

I mean, here were these two gorgeous hunks in my house 
and they thought I was single and good looking. Jake 
looks at me like another piece of furniture. Now, maybe 
these guys were just being nice. Maybe they say those 
things to all their clients, but I didn't care, it felt 
darn good!

Once I got the coffee going I threw on a pair of shorts 
and ran some mascara over my lashes. Even after a long 
night of waiting up for Jake, I thought I looked pretty 
good. Don't get me wrong, I didn't think anything was 
going to happen with these guys, but I still wanted to 
look good. I was still going to flirt up a storm if for 
no other reason that it would make a great story to 
write you about.

By the time I got outside with the coffee the guys were 
well into the job and working up a good sweat. I 
realized that hot coffee might not be the best choice 
but before I could offer them anything else, they 
grabbed the mugs from me and took big appreciative 
gulps. Tim finished his in two big swigs and handed the 
mug back to me and winked at me just like Kent had. It 
was like a bolt of lightening struck me when he did 
that. I felt this rush of electricity throughout my 
whole body.

The guys went back to work and I stood there for a 
while admiring their hard bodies. When they weren't 
looking I let myself take a good look at the bulges in 
the front of their pants. Oh my god, they were both so 
huge! Jake is not lacking in that area either, but I 
only know that because I have a good memory. He hasn't 
fucked me in ages so seeing these two hot hard bodies 
turned me on so much and made me realize just how long 
it had been since I had felt that way.

It all made me even madder at Jake than I had been when 
I woke up. He's been working so hard building the 
business that spending time with me is a luxury that 
somehow started to feel frivolous to him. I couldn't 
force him. I knew he was working hard and it was all 
for both of us, so I felt selfish if I complained. But 
why couldn't he occasionally let off some steam with me 
instead of his buddies? 

That's what made me so mad. Instead of wanting to be 
with me, he always seemed to choose a night at the pub 
with the "boys" that often turned into such craziness 
that he would end up falling asleep in his car in the 
parking lot, or staying with one of the guys that lived 
closer to the bar. So we have fallen into this boring 
routine. He comes home late and tired or like last 
night, doesn't come home at all.

Yeah, I was feeling sorry for myself but I also had 
this excited rush, I could almost feel the testosterone 
in the air. I found a great spot in the kitchen where I 
could watch the guys out on the patio and they couldn't 
see me. It was perfect. I called Bonnie and was telling 
her all about the guys. I tried to get her to come over 
but she wouldn't. 

I really wanted her to see them so I had a witness who 
could back me up and tell me I wasn't exaggerating 
about how hot these guys were. Once she said she 
wouldn't come over, the conversation turned into a 
bitch-fest. I started venting about Jake and how he 
didn't come home again and how he never touches me 
anymore and on and on. I hate it when I get on that 
jag, but once I do, it's hard to stop. What I didn't 
know was that the guys had moved inside and were ready 
to start working in the kitchen. I didn't know they 
heard me telling Bonnie all about Jake, but they did. 
Oh boy, they sure did.

They didn't let on at that time though, they just 
sauntered in looking very innocent. I had to move to 
the other side of the kitchen so they had enough room 
by the sink. I decided it was best to get off the phone 
with Bonnie and start tidying up around the house. The 
guys finished the sink quickly and before I knew it 
they were hanging the porch swing.

They called me outside so I could see it. It was 
perfect. I was so happy. I went back into the house to 
grab my checkbook and when I came back outside I saw 
Jake's truck pull up. He didn't look too good. I could 
tell he had a raging hangover. I motioned to the swing 
and he barely looked, just grunted something and 
started to open the front door.

All of a sudden, Tim grabbed him by the arm and said, 
"Hold on a minute buddy. We've just spent the better 
part of the day here doing some of these odd jobs 
around your house that you have been to "busy" to 
finish. The least you could do is take a look at our 
handiwork."

Jake looked really annoyed but he stopped for a second 
and glanced toward the swing and grunted again. I think 
he said that it looked fine, or something like that and 
started back through the door again. This time Kent 
grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around. He had 
a big smile on his face and he said, "My buddy and I 
want you to try it out, not just look at it."

Jake was getting really mad now. I thought for a minute 
he was going to take a swing at the guys but before he 
could even think about it Kent and Tim were on either 
side of him and they tore his shirt off. It happened so 
fast! Then in one quick movement they took his pants 
off. 

Yes, they pulled down his pants, underwear and all and 
threw them to the other side of the porch! I was 
stunned. Jake was stunned. There he was totally nude 
standing on the porch with these two strong men on 
either side of him. I don't know if it was the 
hangover, the shock or both, but he didn't move. He 
just stood there with his mouth hanging open. When it 
finally kicked in what had happened his face clouded 
over and he started swinging wildly and yelling at the 
guys. 

None of his punches connected which made him angrier 
and caused him to flail around even more. The guys were 
laughing and had no problem at all grabbing him again 
and this time they plopped down on the swing with Jake 
over their laps! Jake looked up at me and said, 
"Christ, get these guys off of me. Who are they? Is 
this some sort of joke?"

I told him calmly, grinning playfully: "Gee, I don't 
think I can be of much help since they are much bigger 
and stronger than I am, heck Jake, they are bigger and 
stronger than you. What do you want me to do?"

I don't know what it was, but seeing these guys handle 
my husband so easily like that was fantastic. They were 
so strong, and it gave me shivers. Then Tim said, "We 
hear that you have not been a very good husband lately. 
We understand that you have neglected your beautiful 
wife and we don't think that's good at all." 

And Kent added, "Oh no, not good at all. You have a 
fine woman there and she deserves your devotion. You 
should attend to her every need but it seems that you 
have forgotten that. So, we are here to remind you."

Then all of a sudden they started spanking him. Yes, 
you heard me right, they were waling away on his bare 
ass. He was yelling and cursing and squirming around. 
It was the most incredible scene I had ever witnessed. 
Instead of being upset, or sticking up for him, I found 
myself cheering these guys on. I got so turned on by 
watching them handle him so easily. I could tell I was 
soaking wet. My whole body was on fire. 

The guys kept going and going. They were really getting 
into it. They were laughing and smiling and 
occasionally they would say something like, "You're 
gonna treat her right from now on aren't you?" and "We 
will come back any time we hear from your wife that you 
are neglecting her again."

I know I should have stopped them, but I was having too 
much fun. Watching these guys with their big muscular 
arms spanking away and Jake's ass getting redder and 
redder made me want to hoot and holler. Then they 
called me over and told me that they were getting ready 
to leave but they wanted to make sure that I would be 
able to handle Jake on my own once they left. They said 
that I had to give him a few good smacks so they could 
give me some pointers.

Jake was so mad, he glared at me and said, "You had 
better not touch me!" Well, that did it, the guys went 
crazy. I thought they were swatting him hard before, 
but man, they kicked it up several notches. Jake 
started begging them to stop. They made him promise 
that he would treat me right from then on, that I was 
supposed to come first (always), can you imagine? He's 
never cared whether I came or not, let alone coming 
first. 

They told him that if he got lazy and didn't fulfill me 
completely whenever I wanted him to, they would come 
back and this would seem like a picnic in the park 
compared to what they would do next time. Jake promised 
over and over. He was groveling and it was great!!! I 
thought they were going to let him up but they said, 
"Oh no, not yet, your wife is going to show us that she 
can handle you. By now, after watching us, she should 
know how to do this. We just want to see for ourselves 
to make sure." 

Now, I am sure that Jake figured I would be easy on 
him. But, I didn't want to disappoint the guys. They 
had been so good to me after all. So, I let him have 
it. I know it stung because he started squirming again 
like he had when the guys were giving it to him. Man, 
the sound of my hand on his bare ass -- thwack, it 
sounded so good. I felt so powerful. Electricity was 
running throughout my whole body. I swear I thought I 
might come right then and there without even being 
touched. 

*

I swear I must have had the devil in me that day. Every 
nerve in me was charged with that wild electricity 
coming from the fantastic sense of power and freedom 
these two studs were giving me. 

Why don't you sit down her between us?" Tim said, 
giving me a sexy smile. "But, I think you're going to 
need both hands." And he gestured with his head to my 
crotch.

It was only then that I realized I'd had my "free" hand 
down in the waistband of my panties stroking my sopping 
wet pussy the whole time I'd been watching.

I should have been embarrassed. And in fact I did blush 
a little but it only got me hotter knowing that they 
were aware of how they were delighting me.

I sat down on the swing between them with Jake over all 
three of our laps! 

"Don't worry," Kent said. "With your permission, I'll 
take over for you." and with that, he slid his own free 
hand -- the hand that wasn't being used to hold my 
naughty husband in place -- down into my undies and 
'took over' for me. I can't tell you how exhilarating 
it was to be sitting in the middle of all this 
masculinity, knowing I was in total control.

While Kent stroked me, I continued spanking Jake's 
already crimson tail. I did pretty good I must say for 
as trembly and weak with desire as I was.

I was feeling more and more free and naughty.

"Wow," I told the guys, teasingly. "You made this swing 
so strong. It's holding all four of us and my big baby 
husband is wriggling around like crazy. You guys do 
great work."

We all laughed at the double meaning -- all of us 
except Jake, of course, as I imitated the workmen's 
spanking style, extending my arm way up and bringing it 
with great force onto his sexy red bottom.

And indeed, Jake was squirming and wiggling and trying 
to avoid my slaps but these masterful men held him 
easily in place while I delivered his punishment.

While Kent worked on my pussy with his left hand, Kent, 
not to miss out on the fun, slid his left hand up under 
my loose-fitting tank top and started massaging my 
stand-up breasts. But they did a great job of holding 
Jake still for me -- even with their other hands "busy" 
on me.

Indescribable!!

Finally, after who knows how long or how many swats, I 
decided to let Jake's poor ass "cool" a little. I was 
just too weak from the attention these guys were giving 
me.

They pushed Jake roughly off our laps and made him 
kneel on the porch facing us while they gave all their 
attention to me. As Jake watched, crazy with jealousy, 
Kent slid my panties all the way off and continued 
stroking my cunt while he gave my mouth long, deep 
kisses.

Tim, meanwhile, was now using both hands to fondle my 
eager breasts. He had taken my tank top off and every 
now and then he would lean his face down and run his 
tongue, ticklingly around my rock-hard nipples.

I should have felt sympathy for Jake. I could see the 
dilemma he was in. On the one hand he was going crazy 
watching these guys driving me wild.

But on the other hand, I knew he was relieved to have 
the light breeze cooling his blistered ass.

I was in heaven, Laura. Sighing and moaning like I'd 
never moaned and sighed with Jake. These boys knew what 
they were doing!

I came three times -- each time screaming like a 
banshee.

And finally, it was time for a break.

*

We sat there, me with my head on Kent's powerful bare 
chest. (He had unbuttoned his macho lumberjack shirt 
and I liked the way the hair on his chest felt against 
my face.

My legs were stretched out onto Tim's lap and he was 
rubbing the cheeks of my ass lovingly.

I could see the combination of excitement and anger in 
Jake's eyes but I was absolutely drunk on the power I 
had over him.

"Don't give me that look, honey," I said. "I'm a little 
bit crazy right now. I just don't know what I'm capable 
of. If you keep glaring at me like that, I may get my 
hired hands here to take you back across their laps and 
spank you again and for an added thrill, I may call 
Laura on my cell phone, and hold it up to the action so 
she can hear these dudes working your bottom. That 
would be so embarrassing wouldn't it?" And turning to 
Tim, I said, "You'd let me do that wouldn't you? And 
spank him nice and loud so my friend can hear the 
strokes?"

Kent and Tim laughed and it made me feel good to know I 
had impressed them.

At one point, I said. "Well, I guess I better pay you 
fellows and let you get on your way..."

Kent said, "Well, we'll leave if you want us to. But 
we're all having so much fun. And you're so beautiful. 
Technically you have us for the whole day. So if 
there's something else you'd like us to do..."

"Yes," Tim said. "Our slogan says 'Hired Husbands: We 
Do Anything to Please Our Wives."

The words made me suck in my breath involuntarily.

"Anything?" I asked him.

Both Kent and Tim answered at the same time: 
"Anything."

Just hearing him say it gave me an even stronger rush.

I was feeling like a queen who had ultimate authority 
here in her backyard kingdom.

And right then the nastiest thought came into my head.

"All right," I said, high on my new-found power. "I 
want you both to strip down to your underpants for me."

Jake looked up, amazed, "What?" he asked.

"You better be quiet Jake, I love you dearly but I 
won't allow you to interfere with my fun today. I feel 
alive for the first time in ages, thanks to these 
hunks, and I'm not about to let you ruin it for me."

"But -- " he said. 

"Okay, that's it," I said teasingly. "I'm going to have 
to gag you." And I picked up my soaking wet panties 
from under the swing where Kent had dropped them.

"This should shut you up," I said. "Open wide."

Jake started to resist but he saw the look in Kent and 
Tim's eyes. They were laughing hysterically but it was 
clear they were serious about their "work."

We all knew another spanking was in store if Jake 
didn't obey.

I made him get on his hands and knees and open his 
mouth. Then, I stuffed the soaked panties into his 
mouth. "Now are you going to be a good boy and not 
interrupt the grownups?"

We all laughed as he made a muffled sound of agreement. 
The laughter grew more robust and dirty as I sat down 
on his back. I reached back and tenderly rubbed his 
poor sore bare ass. "That's a good boy.

"Now," I said, returning my attention to Kent and Tim 
who were by this time on their feet before me. "As I 
was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I want 
you out of those pants, shoes and socks. Leave your 
shirts and briefs on.

Even as wild as I was feeling, I hadn't expected the 
rush it gave me as my eyes took in the incredibly 
erotic sight of these studs "peeling" for me.

Kent dropped his already unbuttoned shirt and unhooked 
his belt. Then he unbuttoned his Jeans and stepped out 
of them. He was wearing a skimpy, white pair of jockey 
shorts. And pressing at the front of them was the 
hugest bulge I had ever seen. Clearly, it got him so 
hot stripping for me that his dick was almost breaking 
through the fabric.

He stood there, proudly smiling the sexiest smile 
you've ever imagined.

Tim, not to be outdone, literally tore his tank top 
off. I mean actually ripped it down the front, exposing 
his strong, hairless chest. Beads of sweat glistened on 
his upper body as he undid his belt and stepped out of 
his white pants.

He was wearing bright red briefs and incredibly, the 
imprint of his cock was every bit as impressive as 
Kent's was.

I honestly wasn't trying to be mean, but quite 
involuntarily the words just poured out of me: "My 
God," I said to Jake. "Look at the size of those 
pricks! Have you ever seen two more well-endowed guys?"

Jake was no slouch in the size department but these two 
handymen were on a whole 'nother level.

Jake sort of whined -- at least I guessed it was 
whining. The "gag" made it kind of hard to tell :-)

I ran my fingers teasingly through his hair as I sat 
astride him. "I wonder if I could even get one of those 
huge things in my mouth." Jake whined again.

"You better stop that complaining," I said. "Or I may 
give one of them head and make you suck the other one."

That shut him up. He knew I meant it and I was just 
wild enough to carry it out.

"Now, I want you two guys to wrestle on the lawn while 
my horsey-hubby and I watch. But there are some special 
rules...

To be continued?

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