Hard Workin' Man (closed)

CrusinChariot

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Hunter was the owner of a small general construction company. He had been in business for 11 years and had a solid reputation for being efficient and affordable. Whenever he or one of his two employees were on a job they ensured their work was of the highest quality. Due to his strong dedication to the work he loved, Hunter's romantic relationships suffered. He always put his company, 'Rock Construction', first and foremost. On the night his last girlfriend, Alex, broke up with him, she said, "look, you have great hands and a cock to die for but your priorities are not in the right place. If only you had shown me one tenth of the passion you put into hammering a nail, I wouldn't be walking out."

Two months went by and at last Hunter was beginning to feel lonely. He tried going to bars, but when a 37 year old guy is trying to pick up a woman in that environment, it usually turns out bad. Even though Hunter was a good looking man with decent sized muscles, you could tell he had been through a lot. With dirty blond hair, bright blue eyes and a towering 6'5 height people thought he was menacing until they talked to him.

After another weekend of striking out, Hunter decided next weekend he would check out a couple online dating sites. He crawled into bed with his pure bread German Shepherd, Jade, by his side and flicked on the TV and went through a dozen channels before seeing his idol on screen in 'This Old House'. He let his mind wonder thinking to the work in the coming week. Contrary to popular belief the summer season was the slowest time of year. Hunter loved having his own business because he could set his own hours and work whenever he wanted. He hated when it was slow though as he liked being busy. He fell asleep hoping tomorrow would bring some new projects.
 
Roxy was putting her hair into pin curls when she felt a drip. She looked up to see water trickling through her ceiling and gasped a little. She had just bought her charming little 1920s bungalow, and she knew it needed a lot of work. She had been trying to put it off as long as possible but it would seem her time had run out. She had always hoped she would be with someone when she bought a house, but given her proclivity for losers and jerks, she had decided to move forward with buying on her own. She felt a little lonely living there alone, but it was hers and she loved it.

She left her bedroom and opened up her laptop, looking for a contractor to help her get the house in order. She found one that was highly rated by all of its customers called Rock Construction. She gave them a call and asked them to come out to look at the scope of the repairs on the place and give her an estimate; she hoped they would be able to come out that day.

She got dressed in a sexy retro style dress and put on her make up, another drip descending from the ceiling. He certainly couldn’t be there soon enough!
 
Hunter had his alarm set for 8am, but wanted to sleep for another hour. He was up until 2am watching a boring soft core porno movie his buddy said was good. Jade on the other hand had other ideas. The 2 year old energetic pup jumped up on Hunter's bed not even 2 minutes after the alarm went off and began sticking her cold nose is his face giving him the odd lick. It was breakfast time and Hunter was getting outta bed whether he wanted to or not.

Making his way to the kitchen, Hunter grabbed a glass of blueberry juice from the fridge, filled up Jade's bowl with Purina Dog Chow and made his way to the beautiful oak walled office. Wearing nothing put boxer shorts he sat down in the fancy chair and pushed a couple papers away to get at the answering machine. He was surprised to see a message there so early in the day. He pressed play and fumbled around looking for a notepad and pen.

A woman's voice began explaining about a leaky ceiling that needed to be fixed as soon as possible. Her name was Roxy and she lived on the other side of the city about 45 minutes away. Even though she almost sounded frantic, Hunter could hear a unique sensuality to her uniquely accented voice. At the end of the message the woman reiterated her address and contact info. Figuring this would be a challenging, intensive job Hunter quickly had a smell oriental breakfast and made himself look presentable.

It was now 9:05am and he wanted to get across town to Roxy's asap. Pulling out of the driveway he wiggled the bluetooth earpiece in his ear and called up Jim & Bill to ensure they had everything they needed and were getting started on the simple time consuming projects he had assigned them to. Then he called his neighbour Leslie to see if she would taking care of Jade. Being a elderly homemaker who regularly babysat her grandchildren, Leslie loved having Jade around to keep them occupied.

Making great time through traffic, Hunter walked up the steps to the quaint house. Soon after knocking, Roxy opened the door and he was immediately taken aback by the elegant woman standing in front of him.
 
Roxy answered the door wearing a blood red form fitting dress with a pencil skirt style bottom and seamed stockings. She was getting for an appointment she had later in the day and had just finished putting soft waves into her hair.

When she answered the door she was a little surprised at what she saw. She didn’t expect the contractor to be out so soon, moreover, she didn’t expect him to look the way he did. She didn’t know if she had expected Fred Flinstone or what, but definitely not the tanned blonde guy who showed up.

“Hello, I’m Roxy Devane” she said as she extended her hand. “I presume you are from the contracting company?” she asked and then stepped to the side to let him in the door.

“The leak is in the bedroom here..” she said, hesitating a moment. It was always awkward to have a stranger in ones home, especially when there was a repair messing everything up. She showed him to the bedroom where the small leak had turned into a constant drip that was start to create a watered circle on the ceiling over where her dressing table normally.

“Is it going to be terribly expensive?” she asked.
 
Hunter was briefly taken back, awestruck by the gorgeous red haired vixen standing in the doorway. He blinked several times as she spoke her hellos, mouth slightly agape, before regain his grip on reality. "Hi, yes, sorry. I'm Hunter, owner of Rock Construction." He smiled a sort of half smile and extend his hand to meet her's.

"Well, let's have a look then," Hunter said as she lead him inside. The problem seemed to be located in her bedroom. "Ironic," Hunter thought to himself, "Dripping in the bedroom... Where have I seen this before..." He laughed quietly to himself.

As she had described on the phone, there was a water stain on the ceiling which extended to the floor along one of the partitioning walls of the house. From the centre of the ceiling stain were obvious water droplets clinging hopelessly to the plaster before the added weight broken them free and sent them plummeting to the floor with an almost rhythmic consistency.

"Unfortunately," he responded to he inquiry regarding cost, "I won't know for sure what we're up against until I strip this down to it's under layers," he said, barely noticing his own innuendo. "I need to identify the source of the water, if there is damage to the substructure, mold damage... There are many factors. How long has it been dripping?" He turned from the work area to once again gaze upon the exquisite woman who was dreading his diagnosis.
 
“The owner! Well goodness I certainly hope that this repair is worth your time!” she smiled at him, not really aware of the size of her business, she had presumed that he would send out one of his “guys” to assess the situation.

She blushed a little at the way he was looking at her, especially with the double entendres that he seemed to throw around. He was a good looking guy, that was for sure, but she was a little shy around guys when she first met them.

“It’s been dripping off and on for about a week. It only got really bad yesterday.” She told him as she moved to pick up some discarded panties from the floor and put them in her hamper.

“Why don’t you take a look and I’ll go make us some coffee…” she said and then left him to evaluate the room while she headed to the kitchen and got the coffee brewing.
 
Hunter began tapping the wall and noticed that it was really soft in some areas. He was afraid to tell her that this was going to be huge task. This was a kind of work he loved to do but giving his customer the bad news was always the hardest part.

Roxy left him around while she went to make some coffee. While she was gone, Hunter noticed a pair black lingerie panties laying in the opposite corner of the bedroom. He couldn't help but wonder what she looked like in them.
 
Roxy made them both some coffee, adding just a touch of cream and sugar to Hunter’s coffee, since she wasn’t sure how he took it. When she came back in, she noticed that he was looking at her panties that had been left on the floor. A little thrill raced through her as she walked his coffee to him.

“How does it look?” she asked as he handed him his coffee and then sipped her own.
 
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