Mike was always good with his hands. He had a natural talent to whatever he put his mind to, even from a young age. It was during his college years that he studied various trades such as decorating, plastering, joinery, electrical and plumbing. Then, over the next twenty years, he worked hard to build his own business from the ground up. His eye for perfection and outstanding professional work ethic made him very popular, especially for those customers looking for higher quality work.
One such customer was Mr Brown. A multi-millionaire business owner and family man. The work was simple - refurbishment of his two children's rooms at their country home.
The work had taken longer than planned but Mike was almost done. He had put a lot of time and effort in as always. He thought the additional time would cause friction with the customer but Mr Brown said money was no obstacle as long as the work was done right. He had heard through the grape-vine that the Browns were going through a divorce, probably spending the money to carry favor from his two children, Mike thought.
On the final day Mike invited Mr Brown to inspect the work as well as clean up a few loose ends. Mr Brown turned up with his daughter, Kate. She was an innocent looking girl, nineteen years of age. Quiet, a little reserved, with long dark hair and a plain but pretty face. She had a bit of an emo look to her, dressed in a black skirt, grey halter neck top, and a oversized dark hoody that was partially open at the front. She smiled briefly when meeting Mike, but spent most of the time stood in her father's shadow, not uttering a word, just listening to music on her phone.
Mr Brown was very pleased with Mike's work "A grand job" he remarked. Mike said he'd need an hour to just finish and clean up his things before locking up and departing. Mr Brown informed Mike that he had to go to a business dinner that evening and would he mind dropping off the keys at his city home as he couldn't stick around. Mike figured it was no problem, he had to pass by that area to go home anyway, and agreed.
"Dad" Kate remarked, "Could I stay here for a bit?"
Mr Brown looked at his daughter and turned to Mike. "Sorry, She wants a lot of time to herself recently. Would you mind if she stayed here? I don't think she'd get in the way, and she can get a taxi home when you leave."
Mike nodded "Not a problem, I can drop her off at home with your keys if you like?"
Mr Brown looked to Kate for a subtle nod of agreement and then shook Mike's hand "Thank you, that would be great". He then left, saying his goodbyes to Kate and driving off down the driveway in his luxurious estate car.
Kate had wandered into the lounge by this point and was stretched on the sofa playing on her phone. Mike stuck his head around the door "Will only be an hour or so. Just need to clean up and have a shower".
Kate looked up and nodded, not saying a word, a sullen look on her face.
Mike went upstairs and began finishing up. When he was happy the rooms were finished and clean he took his tools and put them into his van outside. With everything done he walked into the master bathroom, stripped off his clothes and entered the walk-in shower.
The water felt great on his skin, washing off all the grime, dirt and flecks of paint he had accumulated that day. He let the water fall onto his face, neck, and shoulders, easing up the aches of the day.
*Click*
Hearing the shower door open, Mike quickly wiped the water from his eyes in a panic and turned around.
It was Kate.
She was stood there in the shower completely naked. Her flawless pale skin on full display, her dark hair falling over her shoulders and onto her perky small breasts. She was smooth, perfect, not an unsightly hair or blemish to be seen. Her normally sullen, sweet look had changed to a fiery gaze, full of desire.
Mike swallowed nervously, he didn't know what to say or do. He stood there staring for what seemed like an eternity, fully conscious that he too was naked.
"Ka-" Mike went to speak but Kate moved forward quickly, putting her finger to his lips to request silence as she looked at him with her deep brown eyes. She moved closer to him, pressing her body up against him. Bringing her face within a few centimeters of his, she inhaled deeply, taking in his scent before letting out an even deeper sigh. Mike could feel her breath on his face, the smell of her perfume filled his nostrils, it was alluring.
Kate spoke in a low sultry whisper, "Not a word." Her tone was assertive yet sensual.
She moved her hand around Mike's head, gripping his neck and pulling him forward as she pressed her lips against his. It was soft, gentle at first but then she became more forceful, pushing her tongue into his mouth and exploring wildly.
Mike slipped his hands around her waist, her skin was soft and supple. The water from the shower caressing her womanly curves, making her skin feel that much smoother. He could feel her nipples firming up against his chest as she became more vigorous with her kissing, moving her left hand up and around the back of his head.
Her right hand glided slowly down Mike's chest and belly. He flinched ever so slightly as it tickled his navel. Kate smiled and gently pulled on his lower lip playfully with her teeth before continuing her onslaught on his mouth.
Her hand moved lower, brushing around his hard cock and gently stroking his balls. She could tell how aroused he was and firmly gripped his throbbing hard shaft, giving it a playful squeeze. Mike let out a small moan of pleasure, Kate smiled beneath her kiss.
Slowly she started tugging, expertly working his foreskin back and forth in her hands. Mike tried to move his hand to reciprocate on her smooth pussy but Kate pulled it away, placing it firmly back on her lower back. Mike used his other hand to support himself against the shower wall. Kate was in charge, there was no question.
She increased the tempo, using the shower water to lubricate her grip, her kissing getting more intense the harder she worked his dick. Mike's legs started shaking, he was getting close to orgasm.
