Loving and Mending

LOVING AND MENDING

The apartments complex, Rialto Gardens, that the company owned and managed was set in landscaped grounds on the edge of town, the Hudson River not too far away for those who enjoyed, and could manage, a long walk. Busses passed the complex regularly, but the occupiers of neighbouring properties all had their cars, and the bus company had decided that the timetable had to change. Resourceful as ever, the residents in Rialto Gardens had set up a car-sharing scheme so that they would not feel house-bound.

The blocks had more the resemblance of buildings you might see in a prison complex, flat roofed three storey structures arranged in three sided 'squares' that were linked by a long line of brick facades that looked out onto the road, the landscaped grounds and the parking lot.

RMT, Rialto Maintenance Team, dealt with the repairs and upgrades of apartments that became empty; the tenants moving on or they had passed away. No job was too small for the team of six guys that was led by Matteo Lombardi, an ex-Marine who acted tough but had a deep sense of humour that won over some of the most trouble some tenants.

He had no problem in his dealings with Deirdre Collins, a feisty retiree of sixty living in Apartment 420. He'd been surprised to hear from her that morning and now picked on the only guy still in the yard's office, Jack Ridley.

"Get ready, Jack. The lady in four-twenty has a problem with a sticking balcony window." He gazed at the lanky operative who was seen to be lounging in a chair and kept putting his feet on the desk. "I've told you before not to do that. You're not a kid anymore, but you sure behave like one sometimes."

"I'll grab my bag of tools."

"Do that and make sure you have some easing silicone with you."

"I've done this before you know, Matteo. I learned on the job before I came here."

"Gee, so you have." Matteo looked at the young man, six foot tall with neatly cut black hair that was a mop on his head with its closely cropped sides. "Well, what's the delay? We don't keep folks waiting around here. Make the lady happy cos we don't do complaints around here."

Jack laughed as he lifted the bag of tools that he need under his arm. "I'm gone and... and I'll see you when I see you!"

"Do the job right!" Matteo called after him, "and good luck. You're going to need it." Matteo said the last under his breath.

♥

It was not long before Jack knocked on the door of four-twenty. He then rang the bell and waited.

"Yes, who is it?" The voice sounded deep and sultry. "Tell me your name before I open the door!"

"Jack Ridley, ma'am, from RMT... you have a window that needs fixing." His deep voice echoed n the corridor and stairwell and he soon heard the snap of the door latch and bolt being slid back. "Mah... morning ma'am."

He'd not been warned about her, a woman dressed in a soft pink silk robe that she had cinched tight at her still slender waist, slender enough to make her hips look fuller and her breasts large, the baubles on her thin gold necklace resting in her ample cleavage. The sight provoked him to gaze at them and not her face.

"Good morning, Jack!" she smiled brightly, unfazed by his approving glance upon her. "Come in. I was making ready for my day and wanted some fresh air in one of the rooms and couldn't open the darned window."

"Well, that's what I'm here for, ma'am."

She put a slender finger to her lightly rouged lips. The colour was stark against her smooth white skin. "Shush now. Call me Deirdre, better still Dee..."

"Uh, yeah, sure... Dee."

His dick was swelling because of the sight of her and De's easy ways. The woman was flirting with him, and he'd only just stepped in through her door and she sure wound his clock, the sight of her and how she brushed back her hair only making those breasts lift and settle, the silk brushing over her nipples. All of this he imagined as her brown eyes held an intensity of gaze on him and how she licked those lips only made him think of what she could do for him.

He did not go short of company, his current girl a wasting treat whenever they got together, but this woman was something else in the way she behaved.

"I'd better get on," he mumbled in some embarrassment for having gazed at her for what seemed like ages but could only have been a minute or two, if that. He looked down at the floor.

Jeez! She's painted her toenails green, or emerald blue and when he looked up at her, having sensed that she gazed at him, he saw that Dee was smiling at his obvious confusion.

"Come on through, Jack."

"Sure, you've made this place look nice if I may say so."

Why was he being so nervous?

Everything in the apartment looked tasteful, not overdone, and the walls painted in soft hues, unlike some places he went into and where the tenants treated someone else's property with little or no respect. There were places he and the team had spent days repainting before new tenants moved in.

Dee had stopped and caught his gaze on her once again. "Do you like what you see of... of my place?"

There was a teasing look in her eyes and a soft smile on those kissable lips. And.... and then, the sun beaming through the windows made her hair look like a shimmering crown. Her necklace and bracelets twinkled.

"Yes, ma'am... uh, yes Dee. Now, which window is it that needs fixing?"

He struggled to keep eye contact and not look at the woman as someone whom he desired. A frown of displeasure now crossed Dee's face.

"I'm Dee, not ma'am... don't make me feel older than I am, will you, Jack?"

"No... no... no, I sure won't," he stammered. "I wasn't saying anything like that. It's just part of my job to be polite to tenants. It's not that you're old, I mean you look great for your age, not that it's a high age or anything, I'm sure. I mean you look hot, Dee... darned attractive. Oh damn, sorry, I shouldn't be saying that either."

He sighed as his voice trailed off, realising that he must be digging an even bigger hole for himself the more he looked at her and they talked. He was here to fix a darn window, not seduce or be seduced by a good-looking dame that he wouldn't say no to. He dropped his tool bag onto the floor, finally noticing that he still gripped the handles.

"I hope you don't talk to the many other women in the blocks around here like you've done to me, Jack. Not many would like to be told how 'hot' they are. Management wouldn't approve, now, would they?"

"No, report me for being rude to you, Dee... ma'am."

"There you go again. Dee... Dee!" She gazed at him provocatively, a smile just to be seen parting her lips. "I don't mind hearing you telling me how hot I am, especially from a handsome young man like you, Jack."

"Well, if we're being honest with each other, Dee, you do look sexy in that robe and... and it's making me forget the reason I'm here."

She threw back her head and laughed, yet Dee kept her eyes on him. There was a strange and certain twinkle in her eyes now. She stepped closer.

"What a charmer you are, Jack" she said, her breath warm on his face and her perfume easy to breathe in. "Do you really think I'm beautiful, Jack, or are you just being nice to an older woman?"

She was about to say 'lady', but her behaviour had strayed from that image she had of herself.

He couldn't help but sigh at the turn their conversation had taken. "Now, don't go messing with me Dee. I said you looked beautiful, and I don't think you're old. I really don't care about age anyway... but the person."

"Said with feeling, Jack."

"Yeah," he answered on a disbelieving laugh. She really knew how to wind him up with how she looked, moved, and how she now behaved. The sultriness in her voice remained.

He was shocked to see her hands tug loose her robe's fastening before it fell open and revealed the firm mounds that were her breasts, the skin creamy white and her nipples a stark brown and pointing up.

"First you looked at me, now you can touch."

She had taken one of his hands, as Jack drew closer, and pressed it to her breasts, then moved it to the other where it remained.

He gasped on feeling how warm her skin was as if Dee was on fire. He needed no encouragement to begin offering caresses, to do so slowly and lingeringly, putting one hand over her breast and cupping the smooth flesh before drawing his fingers down until he pinched her nipple. He bent to kiss the tip, to suck on it and then swirl his tongue over it all.

She spoke dreamily and as she reached between them and groped the front of his work trousers with one hand. "Yes, go on, I like you doing that. I'll explore and get acquainted with what you have for me."

"A lot, the way I now feel," he grunted as she began to slowly work him n tugs and squeezes. "Go slowly, ma'am as it... as it feels so good."

"It would feel better if you got undressed and I did the same, in a moment or two."

She gripped his wrists as together they tugged loose his belt, swiftly undid his workpants and pushed them and his pouch briefs down over his trembling legs.

"Yikes, be careful with that!" she chuckled as his penis sprang free and almost slapped her in the face before it arced from his belly, a noticeable bend in its veined length. "Now that really is something to look at."

He had been told before how 'well hung' he was.

Dee soon grabbed hold of it as he stood over her, his body trembling in dismay and pleasure as the woman began her actions of mouthing him, her agile tongue slicking over its length from his nuts to the very tip; up and down, sucking and licking, her soft slurps such a turn on that he put his hands on her head as he slowly rocked to and fro, her mouth gradually enveloping his tool and she sucked.

Shocks of longing, jolts of pleasure that the kneeling woman brought, coursed through his body. She would feel the blood pulsing, his tool jerking, as she did more than simply play with it. There was an urgency about it all. How long could he stay, and be sucked on, before Matteo sent someone over to see what the problem was?

Noticing a drop of pre-cum at the tip Dee extended her tongue and licked it up with the tip. Jack gasped with desire as she then planted a kiss on his bulbous head. Deirdre grasped his shaft at the base, opened her full, red lips and engulfed the head in her warm mouth and began to move her tongue against it, sending waves of pleasure from his groin straight to his brain.

How wonderful that she kept on working him with her mouth and hands, his penis and nuts paid homage to. And all that he could do was to fall under Dee's spell. He gazed down at her and was overcome by a warm feeling of pleasure and lust, the cramps of expectation that there would be a time when he could finger and tongue the woman, to taste her and then fuck her.

That moment was where all this foreplay was leading them and he had hardly had to try to make the moment happen. The woman was well-made, her breast sagging slightly, but wonderful to see and touch.

He gasped. "How you do it to me""

"I want to, Jack... you've no idea how I want to."

"I do now!"

He heard her slurp over his tool; felt the swirl of her tongue over the domed tip and the ragingly pleasurable rhythmic squeezing of her hand on his nuts as the other stroked his butt cheek. His girlfriend wasn't as good as this woman; however old she might be.

"I won't hurt you but want to do it this way for a while," she murmured as Dee took her mouth off him and tilted his cock down into ninety-degree angle from his body. Swiftly she swallowed as much of him as she could fit in her eager mouth and began to sloppily work his tool, getting it nice and wet.

Jack groaned. "Unreal... all of this is so unreal, Dee!"

His hands were again in her hair as Dee rose onto her knees and slowly wrapped his penis between her breasts, moved up and down on his shaft as she kissed his belly and murmured in pleasure. What she said he did not know or care. She sucked on his shaft; nibbled on his nuts, then put them in her mouth and sucked. He shuddered as jolts of pleasure again coursed through his body as she attempted to jerk him off in this way.

"Dee, slow down... stop even and let me at you!"

His grip on her breasts was harsh. He pulled and squeezed, and she cried out in surprise, meeting his hungry kisses as she raised her face to meet them.

Tongues swirled, they sucked on them. They each groped for what they could. Then, he was again in her wonderful mouth, a warm and moist haven that brought crazy ad swirling delights.

"Dee... oh Dee... t that feels so good, Dee, please don't stop, I'm almost there, almost there, oh God I'm cumming!" Jack gasped out right before erupting.

Dee took it all, spurt after spurt in her mouth, or he basted her chest and breasts with his cum as she was rewarded for all that she had done to and for him.

"Enough... enough of you on me."

Jack leaned down and kissed Dee full on the lips as his hand pulled her head toward him. They kissed passionately, exploring each other's lips and tongues for a long time, each trembling in pleasure and from the wanton expression of what they wanted from the other.

Jack's hands stroked, then gripped, the toned cheeks of Dee's buttocks, squeezed on hem as he pulled her up to him. He pushed her robe off Dee's body, and she pushed her hands under his shirt and they were soon naked in each other's arms.

He coaxed her to jump into his arms.

"Yes, take me n the bedroom... go down the hall!"

"I sure know my way around these places, Dee."

"But you don't know me... your ways with me... or... or not yet!"

"Yes, I do you, horny woman! How I want to fuck her!"

Dee's face registered shock at how he addressed her, right before she let out a shriek as he moved his body over hers and she felt his penis rub against her opening, to poke and swirl at the very edge.

As his fingers grazed her sex Dee melted towards him and she returned his kisses, hard. The edge of Jack's hand ploughed the furrow between Dee's plump lips, the friction adding to her already oversensitive cunt.

"Don't stop or tease me... not now," he growled in frustration as she clamped her legs together, thus slowing his progress. She squirmed in response to his hands pushing her thighs apart, then the press of his penis tip to her opening.

"Taste me, then fuck me... do that!" she called out, the delay part of her plan it now seemed.

"Why didn't I think of that," he said on a teasing smile and moved to bury his face between her legs, and he began to eat her out.

He brushed his face over her light patch of neatly trimmed hair, and he smelled her musky fragrance which was intoxicating. His mouth touched her treasure; his tongue lapped and flickered as he tasted and kissed the lips of her sex, sought and discovered her clit.

"Yes, that's where I want you!" she screeched as his tongue slicked up and down her pussy's lips. Dee thought she would go crazy from what he now did, a horny young guy eating her out and delaying the moment when they would fuck.

He worked down the lips to oner side of her pussy, reaching the bottom and then slicking his tongue up the other side. Jack repeated this again and again, until Dee thought she would go crazy. He would come tantalizingly close to her clit but always managed to avoid making direct contact.

"Can I please you in other ways?" he asked but she kept him at it.

Jack was getting tired of waiting, of engaging in a long period of foreplay, pleasurable as it was. Dee's hold on his head made him increase the speed of his efforts, to deploy his fingers in her as well as freaking her out with his tongue and lips.

"You could have warned me!"

Dee's breathing had increased rapidly as she moved closer to her first orgasm, and she felt her face flush and breathing become more difficult. Her body shuddered and on a low moan, and with her thighs closing and clamping on his head, she climaxed.

Jack never stopped his tonguing of her, nor did he cease in the prod of his slicked fingers into her sex. She kept trembling and now clawed at him; at whatever she could reach to coax him to take her. She sought his kisses, eagerly responded and sucked his tongue deep into her warm mouth. During their kiss, Jack's hardness repeatedly brushed against her wet pussy, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Are you ready for me?"

"Yes... yes! I need you in me now Jack, I can't wait anymore!" she called out and clawed at his body, caressed it with her aching thighs and planted her feet on the back of his thighs to keep him deep within her.

Somehow, her hand grasped his erection and guided the head to the entrance between her swollen lips. Jack pushed his hips forward a tiny bit, just enough for his cock head to enter her, then he stopped. While this took place his eyes never left hers, not for a second.

"Don't tease me. Just don't," Dee pleaded as she tried to work herself onto him further but was stopped by Jack's hands which seized her legs and held them in place.

"Wait... wait Dee," Jack asked, his breaths slow on her lips and a lustful look to be seen in his eyes.

He eased away, withdrew half of penis tip from her pussy. He looked into her eyes and saw the want and desire in them, the same emotions that were attempting to control him at that moment. He paused another moment while their eyes stayed locked together, mirroring their needs. Jack then slowly began pushing himself into Dee's core, twisting his hips and dipping into her receptive body in lengthening strokes.

He felt at home now and knew what to do for the woman who bucked and tugged, clamped her pussy's muscles on him as they began to fuck. He didn't stop until he felt himself to be totally engulfed inside her, his balls nudging against her ass and their pubic bones separated only by skin and muscle. During this time, neither broke eye contact from the other, each feeding off the others' pleasure. Jack broke the silence first, his pleasure forcing him to speak.

"Dee... Dee... you feel so good, you're so tight and wet, I don't know how long I can last like this inside you before I cum, but I have to try."

She was lost in her own realms of pleasure as he kept pulling away and then driving into her moist and clamping heat. Her soft cries and gasps seemed to urge him on. In a frenzy of energetic coupling, he began to rapidly piston back and forth into the wet folds of her burning flesh. He struggled to regain a semblance of control over his body and after a minute he managed to slow his wild rutting. Jack straightened his body, bore his weight on outstretched arms as he then placed Dee's toned legs against his chest and then over his shoulders.

"That's better, don't you think?" he asked, and she nodded, staring up at him and her eye lids fluttering in pleasure,

With his hands now free for the moment, Jack slid them under Dee's back and gripped her fleshy buttocks. With her arms gripping his neck and body she was lifted off the bed and impaled upon his penis.

"I'll fuck you!" she cried out and in a frenzy of bucking hips, the rise and fall of her cunt on his tool, she climaxed; had no time to glory n that before he erupted, Jack's body shuddering and his penis leaping inside her as wad after wad of his cum basted her pussy's walls.

He'd gone as deep as was possible; He'd felt all that she did for him concentrated on his thick length of flesh; he'd heard and felt her breaths on his face and lips; he'd fucked a tenant of Rialto until neither of them had any more to give.

The sex was as good as he'd ever known it.

"I'd better go and fix that window now," he said, somewhat in jest as he lowered the woman onto her bed and slowly withdrew, her pussy's muscles reluctant to let him go. She looked relaxed after the intensity of her orgasm. He felt that way too but could not help fretting about the time that he had spent with her. "You look even more beautiful than before."

"I'll believe you."

"Do that."

She held he arms out to him and Jack needed no encouragement to be held her in his arms and to feel Dee's legs wrapped around his waist once more. They kissed passionately, and it did not take too much time before her ways with him, and he with her, reignited the flame of passion.

"Don't let anything go to waste," she cried out after tempestuous lovemaking that had him lose everything that his body could bring to the act and expelled into her in rushing waves of pleasure and in consummation of the act.

Once they were free, she slid off him and lay on her side, flush against his satisfied body. She could feel his semen oozing out of her and down onto her leg. Dee rested her head on Jack's chest while her hand reflexively reached down and took his softening cock and held it.

"Had enough of me?" she asked, pressing her lips to his skin.

"Yes, for now. You're someone else, ands special in what you've done for me."

Dee sighed in satisfaction.

"Thanks, you weren't so bad yourself either."

♥

Matteo was waiting when he returned to the office.

"I guess the window took longer to fix than we both reckoned, eh?" he grinned. "You had time to go out and buy a new one and then some..."

Not wanting to lie, Jack tried to think of something to explain the amount of time he'd spent in apartment four-twenty.

"Well, the thing of it is Matteo...." he began but he soon dried up. How was he to explain what had happened almost from the moment that he had arrived ad Deirdre had claimed his attention?

Matteo put his hand on his colleague's shoulder.

"Don't you go worrying about it. The lady's a good tenant and keeps her place spotless Beside that, the lady asked for you to help her so there's no need to explain what happened. I can guess."

Jack was astounded. "She asked for me, but I've never met her before!"

"Then after today you'll have made an even bigger impression upon her. Don't fret, no one will know, except us."

Jack remained dumbfounded by what had been said. "Me, but she didn't know me, I don't think I've ever seen her before today or I'd have remembered her."

"Yeah, she's a class act and wanted a young guy and she chose you, I guess. Others in the apartment blocks have tried it on but the lady likes them young... or younger that others who have hit on her. Maybe she'll ask for you again... understanding has its own rewards."

"She seemed lonely..."

"Maybe she is but that wasn't the reason she called and asked for you." Matteo smiled. "Take it as a compliment, kid..."

"I'm no kid, not after what I've done today. Oh Jeez!"

Jack clapped a hand over his mouth as he realised that he'd confessed to pegging the woman in four-twenty. But she'd been hot, and he'd had the time of his life.

"Well, you'll have to put that all behind you. There's other work to do and the lady concerned is way too old and not a cougar... as I think they would call Deirdre Collins in apartment four-twenty."

Jack took the job sheet from him and, carrying his bag of tools, left Matteo to think over what he had all but confessed to. He would let Dee know how it had been for him to mend 'a window that 'kept on jamming<. i>'.

♥

Deirdre was surprised when the intercom buzzed.

"Delivery, ma'am!" the female voice sang out. "I have some flowers for you along with a card."

"I'll be right down!"

'To Dee, roses for a rose. The days have not been the same since I met you. Jack'

Back in the apartment, and as she arranged the flowers, Dee wondered what else she could find that needed fixing. There wasn't a day that went by when she did not think of loving and mending, ever since she had been cast aside by a long-term lover and partner.

How life can change.

♥