Breathless with anticipation, I watched as the handyman expertly handled his tools. His rugged hands were skilled beyond measure, and I imagined them exploring my body with the same mastery. As he worked, his muscular arms flexed and revealed tantalizing glimpses of tattoos that intrigued me. My heart raced, and my pussy throbbed with need. His every movement seemed to echo through my core, filling me with a sharp longing that left me dizzy. When he finally looked up and caught my gaze, it was as if he could feel the heat emanating from my body. A slow, sexy smile spread across his lips, and it was all I could do not to melt into a puddle on the floor. Our eyes locked in a forbidden dance of desire, and in that moment, I knew he was going to make my pussy so wet with pleasure.
