("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- 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? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 60