A Handy Surprise Ch. 01

As I laid on my bed I was listening intently for the sounds coming from the front the house, my heart was pounding. I heard a car drive to the front of the house, and moments later mom shouting something unintelligible and the wheels of her luggage being drawn across the tiled floor, her high heels clacking hurriedly across the hall. I had checked her flight schedule yesterday just to be safe, she was supposed to board at 7:30 am, the clock to the left of my bed read 6:50. She was late, as usual. I heard the front door close with a slam, I heard the tossing of luggage into the car and finally the car driving off into the distance. I laid still for a few more minutes just to make sure she wasn't hurrying back for something she had forgotten, by 7:03 I was sure she wouldn't return or she'd lose the flight. I quickly got out of bed, and started my day.

This week was all for myself. Dad was out in one of his numerous 'business' travels, my sister was taking a mid-summer course in college and mom had just left to one of her annual 'girls only escapade' with her friends, they usually went to the beach state of her richest (and snobbiest) friend and gossip nonstop about everyone else while sipping margaritas, mimosas or whatever they drink for a whole week, sometimes even longer. Once she took my sister Hannah with her, but after just three days she asked dad for a flight back home, when I asked her why she came back she said she just couldn't stand all the bickering and life intrusions, all those 'hags' reminding her she should be finding a rich husband and having his children as soon as possible. So this week I would be able to indulge in all my guilty pleasures with no worries.

I first went to fill the bathtub, while gathering shaving supplies: a new pink razor, girl's shaving cream and finally some moisturizer. After taking a good long warm bath I proceeded to shave my legs, I usually keep them smooth while in college but since I've been home for a week I hadn't had the chance to shave. I washed my hair with strawberry scented shampoo and relished in the feeling for a while, after all I had absolutely no hurries. I got out of the tub, brushed my hair which I had been wearing long since I got into college, it currently reached my shoulders and was the same dirty blonde color as my sister's, I then placed a towel over my damp hair. I applied moisturizing cream all over my body especially on my freshly shaved legs, the feeling of baby smooth legs always sends tingles down my spine.

I got out of the bathroom naked with just a towel over my hair, walked confidently to my room and took out from my suitcase some of my girly underwear, I put on my black bra and before I put matching black panties on I lubed my ass nicely and placed a my butt-plug in my ass. I then went to my sister's closet and chose a white tank top and a pair of pink shorts to wear, I sat in front of her dresser, dried my hair and put on some makeup. I was getting somewhat good at it after practicing with tutorials online. I just applied some light foundation, a little blush, eyeliner and gloss on my lips. When I was done a cute girl stared back at me with big light blue eyes, her hair was dirty blonde and landed on her shoulders, her delicate features highlighted by a little blush. She had a girl next door kind of look, I looked a little like my sister after all and the boys were all over her, we were of similar age as well, I was just over a year older than her.

I went downstairs to the kitchen strutting a little just for fun, made a light breakfast of fruit and cottage cheese, after all I have to keep my figure, and after stepping out of the kitchen into the backyard and finding a warm and refreshing summer morning I decided to have breakfast by the pool, I put some wide sunglasses on (my mom´s) and lied on one of the beach benches by the pool. I basked under the warm sun on my soft skin and ate my fruit. After a while I dozed off and fell asleep. I suppose I hadn't rest properly through my excitement the night before so I slept for a while. By the time I woke up the sun was high in the sky, I stretched lazily and yawned, listening to the chirping of birds and the sound of snipping scissors, cutting bushes.

Shit!, I thought. What day is today? Monday. I forgot that my mom´s worker comes in Mondays and Wednesdays. I wonder if he saw me lying there by the pool. I quickly got up and ran into the house, my heart was pounding out of my chest. I thought of the possibilities, maybe he saw me, maybe he took a picture of me sleeping, maybe he stared for a while, maybe he thought I was my sister, He doesn't know she's not home, does he?. I paced back and forth the lower floor peeking through the windows trying to see him until I finally caught a glimpse of him trimming the bushes in the front driveway. I convinced myself to relax, he probably didn't see me after all and I was panicking over nothing.

I passed the rest of the afternoon playing video-games online in the upstairs living-room, It was kinda hot to think that the other players had no idea I was wearing girl's clothes and a butt-plug in my ass. Finally I got hungry and went downstairs to get something to eat, It was then I realized in her rush mom had left me with very little food, and on top of that she had given the week off to the maid. I would have to go outside and buy groceries. I didn't like that but maybe I could be a little adventurous and go as a girl, the thought made my penis twitch a little, I grabbed a quick bite of a diet ham, diet cheese sandwich, took the keys of the spare car and headed to town.

Upon passing in front of the supermarket we usually went to I had a change of heart. What If someone recognized me?, I'd die of shame and what if they told mom or dad? they´d probably disown me. But I had to buy food or starve to death the rest of the week and I was already out, so I decided to drive a little further away, about 30 minutes across town to lower the risk of someone recognizing me. After parking at other supermarket I stayed there frozen for about 5 minutes, until I managed to summon enough courage to walk out the car, then put one feet in front of the other, before I knew it, I was inside with a hand-cart by my side. I quickly made my way trough the aisles avoiding other people as much as possible, I picked up fruits, vegetables (especially cucumbers, my favorite and not always on salads), some yogurt, bread, pasta and other groceries. I managed to avoid most people until I was at the cereal aisle, I picked up my usual and was about to leave when an elderly woman asked me:

"Excuse me young lady, which one of these cereals is chocolate?" she said showing two boxes of a popular brand of cereal. Both were chocolate but I wasn't confident I could pull a girl voice to tell her so, instead I tapped one of the boxes with my finger. She must have thought I was just shy but thanked me kindly and went on her way.

Phew!, I thought, that was close but at least she thought I was a lady but her eyesight wasn't the sharpest so I wasn't really at ease. I managed to gather the rest of the things and pay without saying another word, the clerk at checkout glanced in my direction a few times but I don't think he could tell I was not an actual girl.

Finally after all that excitement I got home and stored the groceries, with some luck I wouldn't have to go out for the rest of the week. But that little outing had definitely turned me on quite a bit. I went upstairs, removed my butt-plug, cleaned my ass, retouched my makeup and changed into sexier clothes. I chose a red lace push-up bra that gave me a little cleavage and a matching red lace thong with a little bow on front. I also went to my mom´s walk-in closet and picked a pair or red 2" high-heel stilettos.

Dressed up and ready I took my couple dildos which I'd named Johnny and Lexington after two of my favorite pornstars. I loaded some videos of the living room TV and started going wild. I first placed them both on the coffee table and started sucking them off one by one, both were 10" long but Lexington (the dark one) had much more girth so I usually start with Johnny and slowly work my way up. By the time they were both covered in saliva the girl on the video was being savagely destroyed by a BBC so I thought it was time for me to do the same, I moved my thong to the side and lubed my boy-pussy nicely, it was stretched since I had been wearing the butt-plug almost all day but to accommodate Lex it would take an effort. I slowly pushed myself onto Johnny working my way up and down, slow at first but picking up rhythm, my breathing was heavy as I was enjoying every inch of this dong. Once I thought my ass was wide and ready I moved on to Lex, I lubed my asshole and the whole dildo and started once again letting my weight carry me slowly on to 'him'. It took some time for my ass to relax and begin enjoying the girth of this one, I started bouncing slowly up and down, feeling each ridge as it made its way inside me. I took Johnny in my hands and continued sucking 'him', pushing both my throat and my ass a little further each time.

I was working up a sweat, breathing heavily, bouncing up and down Lex and deep-throating Johnny when a loud sound broke me out of my blissful trance. It sounded like metal banging on the stone floor, I jumped spooked and on my way down lost my footing and tripped backwards. The sharpest pain I'd had ever experienced assaulted my ass as I landed full on my dildo which shot upwards inside me, breaking past something I thought wasn't possible, at the same time my penis shot several ropes of cum, hitting my face and chest.

I laid there impaled on my ass, with cum on my face for sometime, reeling from the impact. It took a while for me to realize what had happened, It was then I noticed I had cummed all over myself. I slowly took out Lex from my ass and heard a loud 'pop' sound as It left my now gaping hole. I stood up painfully and went in the direction of the metallic sound and after turning on the yard lights saw that some animal (probably a raccoon) had tripped the garbage can and taken the loot with him. I was exhausted from all that 'exercise' and didn't want to deal with that just now so I just went to my bed, removed my heels and feel asleep almost immediately after hitting the bed.

The next morning I was waken up abruptly by a loud banging sound on the backyard door. Who could it be, bothering me this early? I took a glance toward my clock and realized it was 12:14 so not exactly early. I hastily put on a black loose t-shirt and some tight frazzled jeans I usually wear, and headed drowsily downstairs. Upon coming up to the backyard door I saw a guy, a little shorter than me but stocky, late 20's of brown tanned complexion, he looked strong from lots of physical work with wide shoulders and muscular arms. I recognized him as my mother's worker, but I couldn't recall his name, maybe Luis or Hector. I must have been looking puzzled at him after sliding the door open because he broke the silence and said:

"Hi!, I'm Archie," he paused for a second and then added, "your mother's handyman." He didn't have a heavy accent but there was certainly Spanish heritage in his speech.

"Mm hmm!" was all I could say in my current state. He continued:

"I came here to work on something your mother wanted me to fix before she gets back, and I saw that some critter rummaged thru your trash last night, don't worry about it, I just cleaned it up." The silence was uncomfortable and he concluded. "Well, I'll leave you now, I won't bother you, I'll be hammering around, Ahem!" he paused, "seems you had a rough night, good day!"

He went on to work, I returned inside and I paused when I saw myself in the mirror in the hallway. I looked terrible, my hair was a mess, as I tried patting It down I realized something even more terrible, I had a white residue all over my face and hair. Shit! I thought, Did he see me with cum stains on my face, was that what he meant by rough night?

"You fucking idiot" I said out loud. I quickly went back upstairs and took a long bath, cleaning my face and my orifices. As I got out of the bathroom I struggled with what should I wear now, I wasn't sure if he'd recognized me as Harper or confused me with my sister Hannah. I played back our conversation in my head trying to see if he could tell, after a couple minutes I decided I'd play It safe and wear something both me and my sister would wear so I once again put on a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans, but I did wear a pair of pink panties underneath.

I decided not to be so adventurous today so I just chilled in the living-room and continued reading a book, the day was particularly hot and even with the AC on I was sweating after a while. I went to the kitchen to make a tall pitcher of iced-tea, as I was waiting for the tea to cool I saw Archie pass a couple times in front of the kitchen sweating profusely, taking off his hat and wiping his forehead with his arm, he had removed his shirt and I could see the sweat over his muscular torso, he wasn't particularly ripped but he was definitely strong. As I downed a tall glass of cool passion fruit tea and seeing him working outside I felt a little bad for him so I took another glass, the pitcher and headed outside.

The sun was scorching hot, leaving the cool air conditioned kitchen unto the yard was a shock to the senses, I walked over to him and offered him a glass. "Here." I said. He took the glass and thanked me under his breath, he gulped down and asked for another one. He raised this one and sipped it more calmly while at looking me. I took it as my cue and turned around to go back into the house when he said something that made me stop in my tracks and freeze completely.

"Thanks Harper! You look better now." he said loudly.

I said nothing, I was frozen solid. I willed myself to respond so It wouldn't be weird and I mustered a weak "I'm sorry?"

"I said thank you Harper," he said this time much closer to me, he had closed the distance and I turned around slowly to see him staring into my eyes. I felt hot in the face and only partly because of the scorching sun.

"How did you know?" I meekly asked him, lowering my gaze to the floor.

"Besides you confirming it just now?" I looked back at him with wide eyes of surprise. He let out a chuckle. "It was the glass of iced-tea," now I was confused, he continued, "your sister would've teased the hell out of me for It, especially on a hot day like this. You know, once she walked out in one of her skimpy bikinis, strolled around the house and slowly drank a glass of cold lemonade, she called me to the pool and asked me to rub lotion on her and finally she offered me the last of the jug. You look a lot like her but that gave you away."

I was dumbfounded, I couldn't believe my kindness had doomed me. What was he going to do now, did he think I was a freak, was he going to blackmail me or something.

"Don't worry, I am not going to tell anyone, I assure you I can keep a secret." He winked at me and returned the glass. I took it and stood there for a long time just thinking of what had just happened.

As soon as he turned around I ran into the house and cowered on the couch. My mind was racing fast, Could I really trust him? He had seemed honest, but what if he intended to blackmail my dad. No! I thought, my dad would rather disown me and send me away if he found out. I stayed on the couch hugging my legs closely considering my options. In the end I decided I couldn't go on anxiously wondering like this. I got up and my legs felt shaky, I walked outside and found him near where I saw him earlier, and walked slowly to him.

"I'm sorry." I said, with a coarse dry throat.

He jumped a little, I must have startled him. He turned around, saw me an answered: "Yes, how may I help you?"

I stood there for a little trying to regain my composure, I finally managed to say "Can you come inside... I need to talk to you." And I turned around and walked briskly back inside, to my safe-spot on the couch.

He followed me inside and closed the door behind him, looked around for me and finally saw me sitting with my legs in front of me on the couch, he was still sweaty and he actually looked a little worried. I nodded my head slightly motioning him to sit down, he did and his face now betrayed nervousness, later that day he told me he thought I was going to fire him right then and there.

We sat there for a little in an extremely uncomfortable silence. Finally I said "I'm sorry you had to see me like this, I'm sorry I gave you a glass of stupid iced-tea, please don't tell anyone, especially not my parents."

He looked at me and relaxed a bit, just a little and responded "I'm sorry, I never meant to put you in this situation. Me and my big mouth saying too much, I should have taken the glass and say nothing. Like my mama used to say..."

"But you did notice," I interrupted him "and what would you have done then?"

"I hadn't noticed, not until then, I didn't when we spoke this morning. In fact when I saw you yesterday by the pool..." so he had seen me the day before, I blushed and hugged my legs tighter "I actually was sure you were your sister, I was afraid of waking her up, out of fear she'd give me hell. You know you look just like her. I'm pretty sure I've seen her in those shorts before."

So this guy did look at my sister, the pervert, but I guess every man did. She was tall and slim with toned thighs and legs, she didn't have much breasts but one of my high school friends once said her bubble butt was to die for, right before I punched him hard on the shoulder. And in hindsight one of my exes said I had a cute little butt, I guess I also inherited some of that charm from mom.

"How did you know we weren't both here?" I asked a little intrigued.

"Your mom told me... Not that you were here," he added after seeing my face, "she just said she'd be gone and one of you would stay, the other was at school or something. She didn't tell me who was here."

"So I blew my cover." I said half jokingly.

"I guess you did." He said with an amused smile on his lips. "I'd have thought it was your sister Hannah all week long. If its any consolation I promise I won't tell a soul." He said honestly, I could see in his eyes real conviction.

"I believe you, I'm glad I talked to you." I said to him and we both relaxed, I finally let my legs on the floor and an embarrassing sound came from my empty stomach, a low growl that filled the room, caught me off guard and I blushed immediately. "I'm sorry." I said. I remembered I hadn't eaten breakfast due to all the commotion.

"You should get something to eat, I'll see myself out." He stood up but I stopped him.

"Don't!, have lunch with me," he looked puzzled at me.

"You know your mother doesn't like me eating inside and..."

"Well, good thing she's not here then, I'd enjoy the company. Besides I won't tell anyone." I interrupted him with a smile and marched to the kitchen.

He followed me slowly and as I was taking some food out of the pantry he got closer to help me but I quickly pushed him away.

"No, you're my guest right now, go and take a seat!" I said in the best impression of my mom I could make.

"Yes ma'am." He answered and sat on a tall stool in front of the breakfast table.

I quickly cooked some pasta with tomato sauce and arranged a side of green vegetables. I served him a plate and took one for myself, I ate standing across the table from him, he devoured his lunch and asked politely for another one. When he finished he complimented the meal:

"That was delicious, you sure are a fine cook."