Working Hard Downstairs
NapalmHeatToo
This is a standalone story, unrelated to the Serving My Students series. There is more to come with that; my apologies for how long it took for that series to continue. I hope you enjoy this short interlude.
Mitchell walked downstairs and looked around; it was disheartening for sure. He wasn''t being ungrateful; he really appreciated that Adrienne''s uncle had left the house to them in his will. They could never have afforded a house like this on their young professionals'' salary. The only hitch was that they were now having to sort through decades of stuff that had been stored down there. George, Adrienne''s uncle, had been an avid woodworker; he built furniture, toys, you name it. All of his tools, bits, screws, nails, wood scraps, along with an absurd number of paint and stain cans littered half the large basement. The other half of the basement was filled with all the stuff that isn''t "stored" in the house proper and just accumulates over the years.
There was no way this work was getting completed today, or even over the next few weekends, but the goal was to get their washer and dryer hooked up and to clear a space for the weight bench and rowing machine. The washer and dryer had been delivered the day before, so Mitchell had spent Thursday night shoving boxes and clearing a pathway to where they would be hooked up. Mitchell was handy enough to be able to hook them up himself, rather than spending $150 for the professionals to install it. Mitchell headed over in that direction to begin, hopefully as quietly as possible, the process of getting their laundry area set up.
Mitchell smiled as he thought of being quiet. He was thinking of Adrienne, still asleep, in their bedroom above him. He left her there, under a sheet, naked. Her leg was outside of the sheet, with her thigh looking very inviting. He had had a very difficult time extracting himself from the bed, instead of diving between her legs to feast on her. She wouldn''t have minded; though she would have pretended to be mad for being woken up. However, he knew she would also appreciate him getting up and working to get the basement in order. He was hoping that his productivity would pay dividends later on. Before he went downstairs, he had fixed himself a quick bowl of cereal and drank a cup of coffee. He also filled the tea kettle and set up a mug and tea bag for her; she''d appreciate seeing that once she got up.
Before Mitchell got into the heavy work, he pulled out his phone, plugged in his ear buds, and selected "shuffle" from his music app. Metallica''s "Nothing Else Matters" filled his ears causing a smile to emerge from his mouth. He had sent this song to Adrienne, while they were dating, but before they''d had sex for the first time. She had sent him back a short video of herself taking a bath, with the song on in the background. She had mischievously moved the bubbles around so that there was plenty of skin visible, but giving only hints of what may lie beneath the water. Mitchell had chewed up half his phone battery playing that video over and over again as he took care of himself that night.
A few months later, as things got more serious and Adrienne had given Mitchell a key to her apartment, he texted her asking if he could let himself in as he was getting a rare Friday afternoon off work. She readily agreed, not giving it another thought. Mitchell proceeded to prepare a very romantic dinner, but didn''t serve it immediately when she got home. Instead, when she texted to say she was on her way, Mitchell drew a hot bubble bath and proceeded to greet her at her door in a robe. She happily removed, with his eager help, her work clothes and they proceeded to have a luxurious bath together, soaping and washing and stroking each other, while "Nothing Else Matters" played in the background. The activities that followed that evening ensured that dinner was eaten late, and cold, but neither of them complained at all about it...
...Snapping back out of his marvelous daydream, "God she knows how to rile me up!" Mitchell said to himself, laughing. He looked down at the washer and got himself to work.
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Fortunately for Mitchell, the washer hookup went relatively smoothly. He had to replace some plumbing sealant tape at the water shutoff as the new washer hose didn''t have any corrosion that had actually stopped any water leakage from the old hose. Once that minor annoyance was rectified, Mitchell turned on the washer to fill the tub; it worked perfectly, giving Mitchell a big smile and an even bigger idea. When the tub had filled and it was just about to go into the agitation cycle, Mitchell turned off the machine and began to remember and plot...
...Adrienne, after a bit of wine one time, had confided in Mitchell that she would often parade around her apartment naked; she liked the feeling it gave her. Mitchell responded by saying he would have loved to watch her do chores. Adrienne blushed quickly and looked away, causing Mitchell to prod to find out what had embarrassed her. Adrienne, reluctantly, told Mitchell that one time she had used the washing machine as a vibrator and it had given her an intense orgasm.
Mitchell greatly enjoyed hearing this and after they had moved in together, he came home one Saturday afternoon to see Adrienne start a load of wash. He immediately pounced on her, ripping off her clothes and taking her there.
They both agreed, afterward, that it was amazing sex, and that they would repeat it often. That is, until later on when Adrienne came in from grabbing the mail looking all red and embarrassed. "Mrs. Smith came over to me outside and asked if we might make a little less noise right by her kitchen!" Adrienne was mortified.
"Oh shit!" Mitchell exclaimed, though he was laughing too. Unfortunately for them both, that was the first and the last time they''d had washing machine sex.
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Mitchell knew, as he finished picking up the refuse from the washer install, that it was time for another attempt. But before that happened, he had more work to do, turning to the dryer install.
That installation went equally as smoothly as the washer.
But there was plenty more to do down there, Mitchell considered, looking around. "Well, I''d really like to get to use my exercise equipment this year, so I guess I can start clearing a space. He wiped his dusty, greasy hands on his jeans and set to work moving boxes and sorting through the junk.
Mitchell almost dropped the box he was moving when, a couple of hours later, he felt the hand slide across his ass. "Jesus! You scared me!" he exclaimed, as he set the box down and turned to see Adrienne''s mischievous smirk broaden to a laugh. He pulled out his earbuds in a huff, but couldn''t help but smile when he looked her up and down. She was wearing a black printed T-shirt, sleeveless, with a pair of lacy, lavender panties that made him go wild; they looked so good around her ass and thighs. As he was checking out this body he had come to love exploring with his mouth and hands, she threw herself into his arms and gave him a full on kiss, immediately using her tongue to explore his mouth. Mitchell eagerly returned the enthusiasm, pulling her tight to his body; his hands immediately sliding down to cup her ass and pulled her into his rapidly hardening cock.
"Mmmmmm..." she cooed; she always got a thrill at how hot and excited Mitchell could become when she seduced him. Adrienne had taken a long time to see herself as a sexy, desirable woman; the man she had dated briefly before meeting Mitchell had awoken those feelings in her, but Mitchell helped her see herself as a lustful woman. She knew she did the same thing for him; he had never seen himself as an attractive man, and while he didn''t meet the conventions of "tall, dark, and handsome," she thought he was cute as Hell and the way he treated her as a person filled her emotional and psychological needs.That made him "hawt!"
Adrienne broke off the kiss for a moment to look Mitchell over. "You smell good and look tasty!" she giggled. She loved seeing him dusty and a bit sweaty from the hard work he had obviously been doing, by the looks of the far less cluttered basement. She squeezed his ass and then presented her mouth back to his, embracing him tighter to show her appreciation for what he had done and for what she was hoping he''d do to her now.
Adrienne re-commenced cooing as Mitchell moved his mouth off of hers and traced a series of loving, sensual kisses down her jaw line and across her neck. She loved the feeling of yearning as he kissed her, coupled with the slight tickle of his beard as it traced around the sensitive skin.
She lifted her left leg and moved it around his hip, feeling his hand immediately slide off her ass to hold her thigh tightly to him. Using his support, Adrienne was able to crush her herself against his cock, rubbing herself against him.
Mitchell moaned with this new sensation as he enveloped her neck with his mouth and tongue. He loved how her body tasted; it was sweet, but with just a touch of salty, sweat from their evening escapades. Mitchell slid his hand up and down her leg, while the fingers from his other hand, the one on her fine ass, began reaching underneath her panties. When his hand reached his goal he stroked his fingers against the folds of her steaming hot and very damp pussy.
Adrienne''s coos became moans to join with his as Mitchell''s fingers probed her pussy; drawing out the moisture to rub along her lips as her clit continued to rub up and down his cock. Mitchell''s mouth had moved up toward her ear, nibbling on the lobe; Adrienne gasped and said, "clear off your bench!"
Mitchell, with great reluctance, began to pull himself away from Adrienne; though the look on her face told him that to hurry and obey would lead to the best possible course of action. He turned to the bench, a few feet behind and quickly lugged a number of boxes off and stacked them on the small patch of open space next to him. He then turned to her and awaited further orders.
They came quickly; "Strip!" She pointed at his clothes; her eyes indicating this, too, should be done rapidly. Without any insistence needed, Mitchell pulled the T-Shirt off; revealing a pretty decent body for a guy his age. He wasn''t jacked, but did have definition and just enough hair to be manly, but certainly not too much. He then turned to his jeans, unbuckling his belt, the button, and sliding those down to the floor. He did this while kicking off his shoes and removing his socks as the jeans came off. He looked up and Adrienne''s eyes were fixed on the tent emerging from the silky, orange, boxer briefs he was wearing. She licked her lips and decided not to wait for Mitchell to finish taking off his own clothes. She immediately reached out and dragged his briefs down, stopping to give a lick to his suddenly free penis and eliciting a groan from Mitchell.
"Lay down!" She ordered, pointing to the now cleared weight bench. Mitchell turned and laid down, moving his head around and underneath the bar that was on the uprights. He then raised his head a bit to watch her as she slowly moved to the end of the bench to where his penis was standing up and looking very much in need of attention.
Attention is what Adrienne began to supply, kneeling down on the floor and using her tongue to begin bathing the eager member in front of her. She was looking directly at Mitchell as she did this, a very sly, mischievous look on her face. Mitchell had raised his hands to the bar to help hold his head and neck up, a mix of pleasure and need showing in his eyes. He loved looking at her; especially in the morning. For too long, Adrienne would not want Mitchell to see her first thing, fearing that if her face wasn''t "made up," that he would no longer see her as beautiful. That couldn''t be further from the truth for Mitchell. Her bright eyes and gorgeous smile was all he needed to see her beauty. Yes, she absolutely looked fantastic after a shower and with the application of makeup, but she didn''t need those things, as she feared she did. After awhile she would humor him by staying in bed, letting him kiss her face as the sun came in and cast a warm glow on her. He named her "Sunshine" early in their relationship; describing it as the only word that captured her radiance, her compassion, and her smile''s ability to warm him, even if just in a picture.
Warmth was what he was feeling plenty of now as Adrienne opened her mouth and took him into her. Her hand reached out and grabbed the base of his penis, stroking him up and down in time with her mouth. Mitchell lowered himself back down to the bench as his eyes began to glaze over; he was losing himself in the pleasure she was providing. Her mouth and tongue were closed tightly around him, and she had developed a consistent, but slow rhythm. He knew this meant that she didn''t want him to come from this; she had other plans for his penis. Mitchell was absolutely on board with her wishes; and he had his own plans about how that might happen. But not yet...
After a few minutes of existing in an ethereal state of bliss, Mitchell could feel Adrienne remove his penis from her mouth, adding a few licks here and there. He slowly refocused his eyes to look at her rising; the biggest shit eating grin you''ll ever see, appearing on her face. She was really good at that, and they both knew it. Mitchell hoped his eyes and face showed the gratefulness he felt when she did that for him.
Adrienne finished rising to a standing position. She proceeded to stare at Mitchell while her hands began to roam up and down her body; still covered by her clothes. His eyes followed her hands as they began to slide further down her body toward her covered pussy. He could see the dampness on her panties, the color almost purple from her excitement. She moved her hands up toward the hem of her shirt, pulling it upward and off; her body appearing before him. "God I could stare at her all day, if she''d let me," Mitchell said to himself; a gasp leaving his mouth and causing Adrienne to smile at his excitement.
Her hands traced over herself, sliding over her breasts as she slowly turned around, facing away from him. His eyes immediately focused on her lavender covered ass. Mitchell could indeed stare at her body all day long, even if it meant he could only see her "classy" ass!
Adrienne glanced back at Mitchell as her fingers grabbed the lacy band of her panties. Her ass swayed just a bit as she slowly lowered them. Mitchell grabbed the bar over his head to begin to lift himself up, causing Adrienne to stop what she was doing to say, "No! Stay put!" Accepting that her word was law right now, Mitchell moved to lower himself back down, but keeping his head up to enjoy the strip show he was witnessing in front of him.
Adrienne pushed her panties lower, as they revealed the soft, porcelain skin of her ass. She reveled in the attention that Mitchell''s eyes and member were both giving to the sight in front of them. Finally, Adrienne completed pushing her lacy undies off her ass and down her legs; bending over fully as she lowered them the rest of the way. While she was bent over she grabbed her ankles and slowly began swaying her ass to show Mitchell what he was in for.
Orders or not, Mitchell almost came off the bench, in more ways than one! He held himself back, knowing it''d be worth it, but damn it was difficult. He had a little minx in front of him, and she had complete control over his libido; she could make him go from zero to blast off in seconds. She knew the buttons to push and when to push them.
Adrienne slowly bent back up, her hands sliding slowly up her legs. When they reached her ass, her hands spread her cheeks just a bit, revealing her wet and delicious pussy. Adrienne, looking at Mitchell with the slyest of smiles, asked him, "Hungry?"
"Oh God, yes!!" Mitchell exclaimed!
With a giggle, Adrienne turned and moved around the bench to where Mitchell was laying. She reached out and took his hands off the bar and replaced them with her own. With a slow grace, she lifted her leg over the bench and Mitchell''s body. Mitchell shifted his body down the bench as Adrienne positioned herself to lower her snatch onto Mitchell''s eager mouth.
Mitchell, as he had done many times before, reached out to guide her hips so that he was well positioned to reach every part of her. He started by immediately, but gently nibbling on the folds of her labia, tasting her sex; a sweet and musky scent and taste overwhelming Mitchell''s other senses. He used his tongue to lap her crevice, sending shocks of pleasure up Adrienne''s body.
"Gahhhhhhh, yessssssss!!" Adrienne exclaimed! She clutched the cold, metal weight bar more tightly as she focused on every new sensation Mitchell''s mouth gave her.
Mitchell loved doing this to her; it was ecstasy for him as he tried to give her as much pleasure as possible. When he first tried to go down on her, she was hesitant. She admitted that it hadn''t worked out too well when a guy had tried it years before, so she hadn''t asked for it since. Mitchell understood her hesitation, and said that he would love to do it for her, but would when she wanted him to. Fortunately for him, when he asked it that way and hadn''t pushed her, that was all she needed to let him. She was glad she did. He was tender in the beginning, allowing her to adjust to the intense feelings. She could feel that he desired her greatly and loved doing it to her. She came twice before he had even entered her. She never hesitated again when he moved to repeat the experience.
At the present moment, Adrienne was doing all she could to not smother Mitchell as his mouth and tongue worked her over. He was hitting all the right spots, except one. She both loved and agonized over how he built her up, licking, nibbling, and sucking on all of her, but he never went right for her clit, even when she tried to move her body to position her pussy so he would have to have at it. She knew, in her mind, in hindsight, that it was worth it at the end, but, in this moment, her mind was off and her body was begging for release...
Mitchell could feel and taste her need as he slathered his tongue over and into her pussy. He was waiting for the right moment to attack her clit and set her off like a Fourth of July firework show. It was soon, her moans were increasing, her breathing was becoming gasps, her hips and ass were gyrating over his eager mouth; his hands doing all they could to hold her where he wanted her, rather than where she wanted him.
Finally, the moans and gasps turned to "Gahhhhh!!" as her anguish at not getting release was reaching a crescendo...at that moment he moved his lips forward, latching on to her clit, and using his tongue, he sucked her button into his mouth, holding on for dear life as her body began to writhe as she fucked his face into a raging orgasm
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried out as the rush of ecstasy and relief washed over her. She dumped fresh moisture into Mitchell''s mouth, as he slurped up her cum and continued his assault on her most sensitive morsel.
Unlike other times, when Mitchell was able to elicit multiple orgasms, this one was too powerful and left Adrienne almost hyperventilating; she was leaning down against the bar, her breasts being stimulated against the cold metal as her body was coming down off of the most intense of highs.
"Gawwwwwwww....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....mmmmmmmmmmmmmm" The sounds of
Adrienne always thrilled Michell. He lay there, her body still on his face; he had stopped doing anything, knowing that she was too sensitive. But that was okay; he was reveling in the sounds, smells, tastes, and the feeling of her and her juices all over his face. If, in fact, she had smothered him, the shit eating grin on his face would tell the world that dying would have been worth it.
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