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From: katiemcn@cutey.com (Katie McN)
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Subject: {ASSM} <Dulcinea> The Ceiling Fan (M/F, cons, rom) by Katie McN
Date: Tue,  5 Jun 2001 10:10:03 -0400
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The Ceiling Fan
(M/F, cons, rom)
by Katie McN
Email: katiemcn@cutey.com

First she heard the crash and then the scream. Well, it 
was Saturday and  he did say something about home 
improvement projects. "Shall I call a doctor? Are you 
hurt?" No response. He'd only been at it five minutes 
and already there was the possibility of a life 
threatening injury.

She found him kneeling on the den floor, picking up 
pieces of the new ceiling fan. She tried not to laugh 
when she saw the mess he made. The old ceiling light 
was now a pile of broken glass laying next to the over 
turned step ladder. It looked like he fell off the 
ladder and landed on the fan. It was a mess, but he 
didn't seem to be any worse for wear. Well, except for 
the split seam in the back of his pants.

"HEY, STOP THAT!" he said, when she slipped her hand 
into the tear. 
"I've got work to do here and it's no time to fool 
around." 

"You've really done a lot already", she said trying to 
hide her smile. "Maybe a sex break is just what you 
need to get reenergized." No underwear made it easy for 
her to give his balls a quick squeeze while she talked.

"Out of here woman. I've got things to do." He tried to 
act stern when he said it, but she wasn't fooled. 
"Well, if you won't leave, you're going to help", he 
said in his most workmanlike voice. 

He put the ladder back in place and she held his hips 
as he tried to install the new fan. She couldn't resist 
and let one of her hands drift back to his cute butt 
cheek. "Is that a flashlight in your pants?" she said 
as she gave his butt a little squeeze, "Or, are you 
just happy to see me?"

She didn't like being ignored by a man with a tent in 
the front of his pants. Well, the bulge did look 
inviting so she gave it a little nip with her mouth and 
waited to see what would happen. Nothing. Hmm, he was 
playing hard to get, so stronger measures were needed.

A man holding a fan in one hand and doing something 
with a screw driver with the other is in no position to 
stop someone from having a little fun. She had his 
pants pulled down around his ankles in no time and 
found his cock was no longer thinking home improvement. 
"You just go ahead with what you're doing," she said as 
his erection bobbed up and down in front of her face, 
"while I amuse myself down here." She resumed sucking 
his dick and pretended not to notice work had come to a 
complete halt.

"Uh, you mentioned a sex break", he said in a tiny 
little voice. "If you help me down maybe now would be a 
good time." He was amazed she could touch so many parts 
of his body as she helped him down the ladder. But, 
once he was down...

The fan was forgotten and his new improvement project 
had to do with making her feel good. He threw her tee 
shirt and shorts across the room and pulled her down on 
the soft pile carpet. She purred like a kitten as his 
mouth sucked her nipple and she felt an ocean of lust 
ready to crash through her sea wall. His hand moved 
between her legs and he rubbed her sensitive clit with 
his thumb while one of his fingers got wet inside 
her pussy. 

She made some new sounds as he played her body like he 
was Stradivarius and she a violin.  

He was under her. She trapped his cock inside her pussy 
and did all the work as he lay on his back enjoying her 
up and down movements. With a small moan, her body took 
charge and moved faster and faster, as he started 
pressing against her, complementing her thrusts with 
his own.

His strong arms wrapped around her as she began her 
orgasm. His control was gone as her pussy muscles 
milked his cock sending him over the edge. She didn't 
want it to end, but when it did they lay together for 
the longest time savoring the experience.

"You know," she said after regaining some of her 
composure, "I think it would be a lot more fun if you 
forgot about your Saturday projects from now and we 
just did this instead." The ceiling fan didn't get 
installed until much later.


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