The Handyman

Synopsis:   Joan has a bit of an issue with her mower as well as keeping things in ship shape around her house.   Due to her job, she simply doesn’t have the time for repairs.   Then one day, her car breaks down and she gives in.   She calls the local handyman, Manuel Morales and something unbelievable happens.   

Chapter 1--Everything Falls Apart

Joan Shapiro felt that she had everything together.   In fact, she was the one person her friends would come to if they ever wanted tips on organization.    Even in the midst of having everything together, she neglected the most essential items in her life, like her mower and her car.   Luckily her car broke down at home during the weekend.   Upset, she called the only handyman in town.   She had never needed the service of a handyman before.    

‘Hello is this Handyman Plus ?’, she said, sitting on her couch, watching the afternoon news.  

‘Yes.  This is Manny.  How can I help you ?’, he questioned, cheerily.   

‘My car needs repair.  I also think that there’s something wrong with my lawnmower.’, Joan responded, liking the smooth, soothing sound of Manny’s Latino tone.    

‘I can do all of that.  No problema, mami.’, he said.   This velveteen soul was even trying to seduce her over the phone, she could tell.   

‘I need everything up and running before I go to work on Monday.’, Joan informed him.  

‘Easy !   I’ll be there as soon as I can.  My schedule is pretty flexible.   In fact, you’ll be the last appointment I have for the day !’, Manny responded, enthusiastically.  

‘Good, see you soon then.’, Joan answered.   After giving the mechanic her address, she hung up the phone and waited for him to ring the doorbell.   She knew that her dog, Rufus, would probably give him troubles since he was so territorial so she kept an eye on him just in case.

Chapter 2--Even The Dog Loves You

The doorbell rang in a few minutes time.   Strangely enough, Manny was very clean cut.  He wore a white tank top and bib overalls.   He had all kinds of pockets for tools and even a toolbelt.   She could see he was handsome and rather well-built.  He took good care of himself.  He wasn’t too beefy or too skinny.   He was perfect, she thought but tried not to become too infatuated upon meeting him first blush.

‘Woah !   You’ve got an Airedale ?  It’s been ages since I have seen one !  What’s his name ?’, Manny asked as Rufus ran into his arms to lick him affectionately.

‘Rufus.  I feel it suits him.  He’s only 4 years old.  I’m hoping I can breed him so he has a playmate.  Though I’m certain he’d be jealous of his own son.   Terriers are very territorial and finicky when it comes to their owners.   They don’t like other animals vying for their owner’s attention.’, Joan blushed, trying not to be entranced by Manny’s physique.  

‘He is marvelous.  He’s lucky to have an owner like you.’, Manny said, bowled over with how much Rufus desired Manny’s affection.   

Chapter 3--Right To Work

Joan showed Manny the mower as well as her car and he got right to work.

‘Do you need anything, Manny ?’, she asked in the middle of the job.   Drenched in sweat and looking even more handsome than ever, if that were possible, he wiped the sweat from his brow.  

‘Water would be great if you’ve got any.’, he suggested.   Joan alerted him and tossed him a bottle of cold water, which he drank with great gusto and relief.  

‘Thanks !  You’re a lifesaver, Joan.’, he said in his sweeping accent.   She had a somewhat indecent thought.   She could see the two of them dancing to a latin beat, their bodies dangerously close.   When the music ended, his lips were fractions apart from her’s.

‘Penny for your thoughts, dear.’, Manny teased, seeing that her face had become redder than her Kia Sorento.    

‘Um, er, I, uh…’, she stammered.   He got up and started dancing with her.   

‘There might be no beat or melody but we can make our own music.’, he said, romantically.

‘How is it he knew exactly what I was thinking ?’, she wondered.    Everything had been repaired and they had done the rhumba into her dining room, where there was ample area to salsa, congo, flamenco or whatever they wished.    

Chapter 4--I Can’t Control Myself  

‘You dance exceptionally well.   If I didn’t know any better I would think you have a little bit of Latin blood in you.’, Manny said, finding himself holding Joan close to him.    Before he knew it, he was kissing her gently and the two had ended up on Joan’s couch.  

‘Oh, dear.  Forgive me.  I’m not usually this forward with guys.  Maybe we should get to know each other first.’, Joan said.  

‘We’re well beyond that.   From the moment I heard your voice, I knew that I wanted you.’, Manny confessed, unable to keep his hands to himself.   His lips were happy wanderers on her skin’s canvas, not leaving one area untouched.   She could feel warmth rising from him, sensual, but intense.   He nibbled on her ear.   

‘I want you.   But only if you want me…’, Manny said, holding her thighs close to his and beginning to grind against them.    

‘Feel that ?’, he said, moaning sexily.    She felt like her ovaries were going to explode but she wanted to take their sexual congress nice and easy, tender and slow.

‘Yes, love.  I want you too.’, she confessed.

‘Oh mami, I was hoping you would.   You’re so gorgeous.’, he said, starting to undress her.   At first she was a little shy in letting him see her at her most vulnerable but lovely state.   She undressed him as well and revelled in his physique yet again.   Kissing, caressing, he gently made love to her until she climaxed and gave himself to her repeatedly.    

After they had been spent, he regained his prowess.   

‘Perhaps there is somewhere better where we can enjoy each other ?’, Manny asked.   He picked her up in his arms and spirited her away to her own bedroom.

‘This will work as good as anyplace.’, she said, holding his wrists down and pinning him to the bed.    A smile gracing his handsome countenance, he purred.

‘Ooo, kinky.’, he retorted, playfully.    She began to kiss him head to toe as she sat atop him, rubbing his shoulders and chest.    She suckled on his nipples and licked them in a clockwise manner before he crooned.  

‘Ah, mami, please don’t stop.   I love you so much.’, he said, turning red at his confession.   She guided him into her and he easily slid his eel into her cave without any trouble whatsoever.    His hips started to work against her’s and began to build up speed until they climaxed together.    Over and over, taking many different positions until they ended up lost in each other’s eyes, panting in endless nirvana.  

‘Woo, mami….’, Manny sighed, starting to fall into a deep sleep.   Joan, equally satisfied, felt herself falling asleep next to her newfound lover.    

Chapter 5--I Am Yours

Even though Manny had to leave the next day, he didn’t do so without cuddling and kissing Joan.

‘I don’t want to leave you, Joan but I have to go to work.   I hope you don’t find this too much too fast, but now, I am yours.’, Manny said, kissing her after he fed her a 5 star breakfast.   Every day, after work, he would come to cuddle with Joan after a long day.    They’d rub each other’s shoulders and feet and massage each other’s backs with relaxing oils.    Manny had never met such a loving, caring, generous woman as Joan.   They decided to enter into a mutual conjugal arrangement with each other.   Should marriage become part of the agreement, they would tie the knot in time but their ‘openness’ left room for their lives to improve.    

Chapter 6--Polygamy

Joan soon came to know Chen quite well.   He, coincidentally enough, worked at the laundromat not far from her house.   When she had needed clean clothes after a rough week’s work, she was able to get them done in a few hours flat and was able to go to work the next week looking like she had never had that accident with her special secret cocktail sauce.    At first, Manny wasn’t certain that he wanted another man in the picture, but he had never thought he would be so supportive of the arrangement.   He also learned that he was a bit of a pansexual and loved Chen, especially his contagious laughter and incredible talent for making costumes.   Normally a man who could sew would be thought of as homosexual, but he never once had that thought cross his mind.    Sure, not everything was gumdrops and rainbows, but Chen and Manny got along sensationally well and they never got jealous of sharing their lover.   In time, they had a wedding in Nevada since no other state allows polygamous marriages.    To this day, Joan, Chen and Manny are living happily under the same roof, even with children of their own.    The community is thriving and the children are well-provided for and adored even if they are half-siblings of each other.    

Epilogue

‘Funny how one phone call can transform someone’s life.’, Joan said as she awoke amid a sandwich of sex and beauty.   Chen was the second to awaken, prepared for the busy day ahead of him.   He prepared a bento box for his eldest child, Malcolm and his sister, Grace.   Manny awoke, making breakfast for everyone at the table.   Since he had come from a huge family, it was no big feat to prepare breakfast for about 7 people.   Yes it was a little loud and boisterous but he wouldn’t have wanted life any other way.   The lovemaking might have been whittled into a few quickies a week but it was still extremely enjoyable.   One by one the kids left, then the husbands and at last, Joan left for the day, anticipating a full day of work.   Work was grand but coming home to her loving children and husband made it all worthwhile.

The End