Handi-Horny

HANDI-HORNY 5: Chores and Favors

Summary

Emily and her shy friend, Maddie, were won by Matt's mom, Eve, at the church fundraising auction and now must complete a short list of chores. Eve assigned Matt as their supervisor while she is away at their old, pervert neighbor's house, completing her own assigned tasks. (That story isHandi-Horny Ch. 04: The Auction - Eve Pt. 01).

Back home from the church auction

The very successful fundraiser over, followed by a social hour of punch and cookies, Eve drove Matt, Emily, and Maddie back to her house.

Eve glanced in her rearview mirror, pleased with herself at delivering not one, but two attractive females for her son to cavort with. "Did you tell me your age, Maddie? Is it the same as Matty and Emily?"

"Maddie is eighteen as well, our birthdays just two days apart!" She turned to Maddie, "She's legal." Emily started a contagious giggle that the rest of the crew echoed.

"Once we're home, I need to get changed -", she paused, looking a bit shaken, then continued, "...before heading over to - " Eve paused again, "...uh, our neighbor's house." She followed by muttering, "I don't even know his name."

"Emily, do you know that old guy's name, who lives next to you? Have you ever met him?" Matt, sitting in the front passenger seat, craned his neck to address Emily, seated behind his Mom.

Brow furrowed, Emily shrugged. "I guess not!"

Maddie, seated behind Matt, fanned herself with her wide-brimmed hat. "It's hotter than my grandpa's stove."

Eve spoke up, "As soon as we're home, everyone change into something more comfortable. Girls, do you both have a change of clothes?"

"In our bags in the trunk." Emily thumbed toward the back. "We weren't sure who would win us, so we brought them along."

Eve parked, popped the trunk, and everyone filed into the refreshing, air-conditioned home.

Dropping her keys and purse by the door, Eve pointed at the fridge on her way toward the hall, "Popsicles in the freezer, cold drinks in the fridge." She disappeared down the hall, in a hurry.

The girls plopped down at the table while Matt fetched popsicles. They excitedly recounted the auction as their lips and tongues turned different colors. The girls shrieked, disclosing their shared fear of being rented by some wrinkly, old lecher. Matt made eye contact with Maddie. Self-awareness of his magnetic attraction to her made his scalp itch. Emily was seated right there next to her, but he just couldn't break his eyes away from the exquisite, black-haired, pale beauty in his kitchen.

Eve's footfalls sounded closer until she reappeared in the kitchen, wearing casual, but form-fitting, summer attire. "Sorry to rush off, but I don't want to be late and make a bad first impression." Eve kissed Matt on the cheek, checked herself one last time in the mirror next to the door, and left.

The girls get changed

As soon as Matt's mom left, Emily and Maddie began excitedly blabbering about being 'Lord Matt's servant girls', adopting fake English-style accents, between giggles.

Emily lowered her head in deference to him, "Could the master kindly fetch us cold drinks before we start our toils?"

Maddie giggled so hard, her popsicle fell from her hand. Matt, intrigued by the roleplay, simply nodded, a growing smile on his face. More giggles as they got up from the table, slinging their bags over their shoulders.

"Off to change into our work outfits, sir." Emily emphasized 'work', facetiously.

Holding hands, they skipped down to Matt's room, their giggles fading down the hall.

His room occupied, he needed to kill some time before he could get out of his Sunday best. Hands gripping the wheels of his chair, he rolled over to the fridge and read through the girls' chores list.

1. Empty the dishwasher

2. Sweep the side stoop and front porch

3. Clean the outdoor table, chairs, and umbrella

4. Empty and clean the cooler, leave in the sun to dry

5. Wash my car, exterior only, bucket, sponges and soap are in the shed

My mom's a total legend.Matt's mind spun, imagining the girls bent over outside, scrubbing the wheels, wet t-shirts allowing a glimpse of what hides beneath.

Shaking his head to clear it, he opened the fridge and fetched three cola cans for himself and the girls. The cold cans resting in his lap, he wheeled down the hall to the sound of their voices. He approached the slightly opened door to his bedroom and stopped abruptly. Peeking, the breath caught in his throat when he observed Maddie, shoes off, but otherwise still fully dressed, unzipping Emily. Neither directly faced the door nor seemed aware of his presence.

He soaked in the two beauties. Emily, his current friend-with-benefits neighbor, was tanned, fit, with long, dirty-blonde hair that reached her shoulder blades. Maddie stood a few inches taller and was striking in contrast - her skin an ethereal shade of pale white, her lovely face enhanced by large, deep brown eyes above a cute, sloped nose. Adorable dimples appeared when she smiled. Her hat sat on his top bunk, allowing him to admire her jet black hair, still arranged in cute, anime-style pigtails that hung down in front of her shoulders. Emily's curves were girly in comparison to Maddie's more full-figured, hourglass body. He gazed across her healthy, round rear and well-endowed chest that strained the fabric of her sundress.

Matt's eyes snapped to the sound of Emily's dress dropping to the floor. Her ass was nude, no undies, now wearing just a bra. He gulped - he hadn't seen much of Emily in the light before, and counted his lucky stars he wasn't blind. Maddie reacted by moving back a step, eyes wide, also fixated on her friend's bare ass. Matt's heart thumped upon seeing tan lines visible where a string bikini blocked the sun and where it didn't.

Not daring to move or make a noise, he chose instead to perv for a bit more, and carefully, silently wheeled closer to the gap.

Emily lifted her ample, blond hair up. "Can you get my bra for me?"

Matt was entranced as he watched Maddie expertly pop the rear clasp with one hand. The bra snapped free, and Emily shrugged out of the straps, letting it drop onto the puddle of her dress around her ankles.

"Want me to help you out of yours?" Emily turned, naked, to face Maddie with this offer. The mischievous glint in her eyes hinted that she would enjoy that.

Yes, Matt thought to himself, now focusing on Emily's perky tits. His cock was now uncomfortably stiff as he studied every detail of Emily's breasts. There were tan lines here too, the bits of paleness accentuating the reveal of her lovely, rose-colored nipples, much to his delight.What do Maddie's look like?

Maddie hesitated, "No thanks, I'll, uh, just change in the bathroom. Won't be a minute."

Subtle disappointment in her voice, Emily replied, "Suit yourself." She bent to pick up her dress. "Oh - did you remember to bring your bikini and short shorts?"

Matt, still undiscovered at the cracked door, felt his mouth go dry.Bikinis?He gripped the tent pole in his shorts, massaging a growing boner.

Maddie, small bag in hand, paused on the way to the bathroom. "Yeah, but are you really sure we should wear these?"

Hell yeah!Matt exclaimed in his mind.

"Think how hot we'll look. Like twins!" Emily replied, a devious smile crossing her face. "No one else is here to see us. Besides, it'll drive Matty crazy, don't you think?"

"Okay. Be right out." Maddy disappeared from Matt's view, but he heard the bathroom door shut and the fan turn on.

I'd give my left nut to see her get undressed.Matt squeezed his boner, feeling pre-cum wet his boxers.

He watched as Emily bent over, pert breasts quivering, and pulled a stars-and-stripes string bikini out. He relished the sight of her naked form pulling string bikini bottoms over her ass and tying them. Only wearing her bottoms, she fussed a bit with the top before also fixing it tightly over her tits. She looked straight fire.

He reached inside his shorts and gripped his cock, stroking it. Skin on skin. It throbbed in his hand.

Bending over again, Emily's ass directly faced Matt's greedy eyes. Her toned legs and lovely, small ass, barely covered by the bikini, made him start wanking more briskly. Finding her shorts, she pulled them up, one lovely leg, then the other. They were very short, athletic-style shorts, white with black stripes on the side. He glimpsed the colorful material of her bikini through her leg holes when she moved.

The toilet flushed, then the fan turned off. His heart lurched when Maddie came into view.

Holy hell, she's smoking hot!

Maddie had on the same combo, but different colors. A solid red bikini complemented by black shorts with white stripes. The bikini top was straining. The deep shadow of her cleavage shifted as her breasts heaved with her movements.

Those titties!Matt squeezed his cock.

Like with Emily, the bikini bottom ties were visible above the waist of her shorts. Black strappy sandals adorned her feet and accentuated her calves, thighs, and luscious ass.

"I think Matt's still in the kitchen. I'll meet you there. Just want to brush my hair out first." Emily headed into the bathroom, hairbrush in hand.

Uh oh.Matt stopped choking the chicken and quickly but quietly escaped down the hall. He parked in front of the refrigerator, opened it, and pretended to be searching for cold drinks for everyone. In truth, he needed cold air to tame his hard-on. Footsteps echoed from the hall.

"Hi Matt!" Maddie's greeting was warm and genuine, though her cheeks were reddened, making her beauty even more alluring. She cast a nervous glance downward at herself.

He turned his head, still hiding his lap from view, and melted. She was stunning. Total eye candy, and within arm's reach. He wanted to pinch himself. He did.

"Uh, wow, uh, hi Maddie." He stumbled his words, mouth bone-dry.

She blushed further, noting the tremor in his voice, but her eyes were lively. "Need help?"

Matt paused, a bit caught up in the moment, captivated by her spoken words. Well, not her words, so much as her voice. It had this sultry, sexy quality. He forced his eyes to stay on hers and not drift to her body, particularly her breasts. It wasn't easy.

"Here, want a Coke?" He mustered the will to break her spell on him and handed over a can.

Maddie accepted what was offered, placing it on the table nearby before returning. "Let me help."

Maddie leaned in close to Matt and reached into the fridge. His senses swam when he inhaled her scent - a light, floral fragrance touched by feminine musk. Her slim, pale arm reached into the fridge, her lovely, exposed underarm inches from his face. A boob pressed heavily against his shoulder as she retrieved two more cans. A pigtail stroked his cheek.

The drumming of his pulse filled his ears. He froze, wanting the sensation to never end. After a moment, Maddie withdrew the cola and took a seat at the table. He heard a can pop. The feeling of her breast touching his shoulder seared into his memory, as did the tail of her scent that lingered in the air.

"You can probably go get changed now. Emily is dressed, brushing her hair." Maddie took a sip, then dabbed her brow with the can.

Eager to get comfortable, he left Maddie with the drinks and wheeled once more to his bedroom. The door was now closed, so he knocked.

"Come in!" Emily called from inside, her voice muffled.

Matt opened the door and saw Emily putting her things in her bag. Her golden tresses dangled as she knelt to zip it.

"I want to talk to you about something."

Mildly alarmed, Matt stopped his chair. "Uh, of course."

Emily stood and flung her bag onto Matt's top bunk, almost crushing Maddie's wide-brimmed hat. "I'm totally okay with it, and want to encourage you, before you get too worried."

Matt jumped in, "Okay with what?"Is she upset that I perved on her with her friend around?

"Maddie."

Matt's heart beat a bit faster.

Emily continued, "I can see the way you two look at each other. It's adorable." She smiled warmly at Matt, conveying approval.

Matt blushed, lowering his gaze.

"Aww." Emily tilted her head, watching Matt's reaction. "You're crushing on her, aren't you." It was a statement, not a question. "Like I said, I'm totally here for it and think you both would be awesome together. She told me she really likes you, and she's really shy about this kind of stuff."

Matt looked up at Emily's face, his mind working.

Emily strode over to Matt and sat in his lap. Stroking his hair, "We've had a lot of fun, but I think you're ready for a real relationship."

Matt leaned his head into her, accepting her words, but still feeling loss.

"I've taught you a few things," they both giggled. "And now I want you to take what you've learned and invest that into someone new. Maddie couldn't be more perfect."

Matt looked up into her eyes appreciatively.We're breaking up, but I guess we were never really a thing. I'm going to miss her.

"You'll need to be more, uh, direct with her, like I was with you," Emily advised. "She's not as, uh, experienced as I am, or as you are. She'll need to be shown how to give and receive, uh, pleasure. Catch my vibe?"

Matt smiled and nodded, tears blurring his vision. With sad laughter, he wiped his tears with the back of his hand. "Thank you, Emily, for everything."

"Aww, come here." Emily hugged him and cradled his head to her bosom. Releasing him, she stood up. "So, suit up 'cause there's this totally hot person who's head over heels for you, chilling out in the kitchen."

With that, Emily left, closing the door behind her. Her footsteps faded away until loud, excited talking erupted in the kitchen, followed by more hushed conversation.

Matt sniffs the flowers

Alone now and needing to pee, Matt wheeled into his bathroom. His nostrils dilated, indulging in the lingering scents of both Emily and Maddie's presence.

He shuffled himself onto the toilet, but before he could piss, he needed to clean up his junk with toilet paper from all the pre-cum earlier.

Having relieved himself, he paused before moving back into his chair. His eyes locked onto some clothing left on his bathroom floor, and it wasn't his. Lacy, thong panties lay discarded on top of Maddie's sundress, crumpled up on his bathroom tile. He glanced at the door, listening. Nothing.

His shaft stiffened with interest. Leaning down, he picked up what clearly must be Maddie's underwear. They were soft, cotton, and still warm.

Thank you, universe!

He stretched the crotch, inspecting it. He could see subtle wetness in a distinct, oval shape. He touched it with his finger. It was damp.

OMG

His cock throbbed, growing. He brought the crotch to his nose and inhaled.

Oh. My. Word.

His head swam. Snapping to, realizing the lovely owner of these panties was live, and in the flesh, waiting for him in the kitchen, he spit on his hand and began beating off.

The scent of Maddie's pussy was exquisite. A musky freshness that he would be unable to describe using words.

Intoxicating. That's the word.

Stretching her panties across his face, crotch positioned over his nose and mouth, he jerked his cock.

I want to lick her. Taste her.

He licked the crotch and tasted her residual wetness. Imagination gone wild, bright, pink pussy lips, glistening with wetness, framed by a dark muff formed in his mind's eye. His cock ached intensely as his hand worked it, up and down.

His mind's creativity continued - his tongue lapped at her labia and clitoris until a gush of wetness splashed his face as she came, her pale thighs shaking, squeezing his head. It filled his mouth and dribbled off his chin.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuck

His balls released. Everywhere. White ropes of his spurting seed ejected out of and down his hand. It splattered onto the tile and onto Maddie's dress. Drunk with lust, he exuberantly jizzed onto her garb, intentionally aiming at it.

Release completed, a sober satisfaction washed over him, senses clearing.

I need to get out of here.

Matt hurriedly threw Maddie's panties back onto her dress, cleaned himself up, then wheeled out of the bathroom. Quickly dressing into fresh boxers, loose shorts, and a t-shirt, he next went to the mirror by his closet. Satisfied that he looked presentable, he left for the kitchen and the two honeys that awaited him.

Chores and a surprise

Upon his arrival in the kitchen, Maddie beckoned Emily over to her and lifted a Coke in the air.

Emily grinned, "Got any Jack to go with that Coke?"

In unison, Maddie and Matt retorted, "What?" They looked at each other, smiling, eyes locking for a moment.

Emily went rummaging through the kitchen cabinets. "Just a little booze to liven things up - ah, there we go." She produced a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey and three tumblers. "Matty, get some ice".

He did as directed and then wheeled over to the table, now seating two absolutely smoking babes. It was Maddie, though, that drew his attention.

Emily expertly poured them three Jack-and-Cokes, adding only a light amount of booze. "Don't want to get too wasted," she muttered. "Cheers!"

All three clanked their glasses.

Emily drank deeply. "Mmmm."

Maddie & Matt both sniffed first, then took a tiny sip, mirroring each other.

Affecting an English accent again, Emily asked, "Sir Matthew, have you your mother's list of chores we are to complete?"

Maddie giggled, spitting some of her drink back in the glass.

Matt pointed to the fridge. Emily's ass swayed as she retrieved it.

Reviewing it quickly and without the accent this time, "Easy. An hour max." Turning her head, eyes full of devilment, "Would the gentleman be adding additional tasks for us?"

More giggling from Maddie. Her ice clanked as she took a bigger swig.

Matt, wanting to play along, tried to evoke a stuffy, English archetype, "But of course, my lovelies. When you're done with the first four, report to me in the driveway for the automobile cleaning. After, I may assign more work henceforth."

Both Maddie and Emily laughed at that. "I'll drink to that!" Emily exclaimed, draining her glass.

The girls chose to do everything together. This worked out very well for Matt, who was able to ogle both of them at all times, fulfilling his role as 'Master of the Estate'. Still, his eyes remained glued to Maddie's body. He studied her eye-catching curves, mesmerized when her various parts bounced, swayed, or jiggled when putting away dishes, sweeping the floor, or rinsing out the cooler. She caught him looking, but gave no protest.

They saved the outdoor chores for last - cleaning the umbrella table and chairs, and then washing the car.

Emily wiped perspiration from her brow. "More drinks?"

Matt drained his glass. "Wench, fetch me another." He pushed his glass forward, the booze relaxing his demeanor.

Maddie surprised him by reacting before Emily. "Yes, m'lord."

Matt overtly stared at Maddie's bikini-clad breasts, currently in profile, and didn't look away when either of the girls followed his gaze.

Maddie, aware of his attention, blushed as she carefully prepared three more of the same drinks. Unlike Emily, Maddie was less measured about the whiskey part.

"Whoa, chill out, we got all night, girl!" Emily put a hand on the bottle and helped her pour. "Well, someone's getting a strong drink."

Matt tasted his - it was much the same as the first. "Time for your last two chores, my sweets." He wheeled himself to the driveway side door, down the ramp, and back to the umbrella table.