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"Han is coming up to B14 today to fix the kitchen sink," Maz said from down the hall.
"K!" Rey yelled. She didn't look up from her phone when Maz appeared in the living room.
"I need you to meet him there," she said, peering pointedly from the top of her glasses.
"K," Rey mumbled as she continued to concentrate on her phone.
Maz swept the phone away and Rey jostled on the couch and glared at the small lady.
"Hey!" Rey exclaimed, "I'm almost done with that level!"
"Noon," Maz said tightly with a finger pointed at Rey's nose, "This is important, we have new tenants moving in next week and that place has to be ready."
"I'm supposed to have lunch with Rose today!" Rey whined, "Why can't you do it?"
Maz sighed and handed Rey her phone back, "Can't kiddo. B7 is being painted. Please just reschedule with Rose."
Rey bit back a smirk. No one really had to be there while the apartment needed to be painted, but Rey knew better.
"Oh… I see," Rey giggled slowly.
Maz shook her head and threw up her arms.
"It's not what you're thinking child!" Maz huffed as she pivoted away.
Rey jumped off the couch and pounced at Maz, cutting her off and crossing her arms in her face.
"This had nothing to do with the tall handsome house painter, Chewie?"
Maz turned red and gathered her purse and keys.
"Got to go!" She ignored Rey and left their apartment with Rey in silence.
Rey breathed a small chuckle. She was happy for Maz who, since she took her in as a foster parent two years ago, hasn't really done anything for herself. She texted Rose.
Rey: I have to reschedule today. 😞 I need to let the plumber into the open apartment.
Rose: Boo. Damnit! I have so much to tell you!!
Rey: More Ginger drama?
Rose: Well… We hung out last night 😬
Rey: SHUT UP! TELL ME!
Rose: I'll call you later.
Rey: K.
“Everyone is getting dick but me,” Rey said aloud and frowned ironically to herself.
It was morning and Rey still had her pajamas on. She and Maz managed the apartment complex together and Rey had a few things to do in the office down the hall. She brushed her teeth and piled her hair into a quick bun. It was a hot day and there wasn’t air conditioning in the office. She wanted to be comfy so she skipped a bra as usual, knowing her small boobs rarely needed it. She slipped on a tank top and kept the pajama bottoms. She padded down the hall to the office with a mug of coffee in her hands. She turned on the lights in the small room, sat down at the desk, cranked up some Head Automatica in her ears, and zoned out on entering the deposits from last month.
Xx
At 12:05, there was a loud knock at the office door. She ripped her headphones off and jumped out of her skin. CRAP! Han! She rushed to open the door while rattling off her excuses.
"I'm so sorry Han! I got caught up on this spreadsheet, which was a total mess, so I kept trying to fix it but I ended up making it worse and then was deep in my emails…"
She swung open the door but it wasn't Han. It was a very big, very brunette, very scowling young man.
"Oh," she stopped suddenly.
"My dad is at the library. There was a flood last night," The giant refrigerator of a man said a-matter-of-factly.
"Oh," she bit her lip. He had a very low, very commanding voice. It surprised her.
"Anyway, he sent me here to install the sink," His dark eyes widened at her as he leaned in through the door.
He was just so… imposing… in more ways than one. His wavy dark hair fell just around his cheeks and chin and even though he wasn’t commercially hot, there was something about his large mouth and long nose that worked. And the sheer volume of him was overwhelming to Rey, who was already so tiny.
“I am the plumber…” he said slowly, almost like he was speaking to a child.
Rey shook herself from staring at him.
“O-Oh,” she shivered and shut her eyes tight. She bit her lip, feeling a bit more ridiculous than she ought to.
“Hey sweetheart, do you do anything other than say ‘oh’ because I have to get to the library to help my dad as soon as possible,” he said quickly, shifting his weight back.
She frowned and then smirked up at him.
“How about asshole? That’s a word for you,” She grunted back as she turned to get the keys to B14.
“Hey little girl, I’m just doing my job,” She heard the big man say with the slightest bit of amusement in his voice, “If you can’t help me, can you get someone who can?”
As she emerged from the office with her keys, she shoved a shoulder against his arm as she left through the hallway.
“As far as nicknames go, I like sweetheart more than little girl,” She turned around and winked at him, “I have the keys, Lurch. Let’s go.”
He picked up his tool bag and trailed after her.
“Ok sweetheart,” He said through his teeth, “And as far as nicknames, I don’t like asshole or Lurch.”
“So what’s your name then?” Rey asked as she unlocked the door to B14, just a few doors down from the office.
“Ben,” He said, sticking out his hand, “I’m Han’s son.”
“Ok Ben,” She shook his hand, melting in the enormity of it clasping all around hers, “I’m Rey.”
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Her nipples were distracting. And the shape of her small tits in that almost-see-through tank top were distracting. Her pajama bottoms with the hem rolled up at the waist was distracting too. He could see the outline of her butt too easily. He wondered if she wasn’t wearing panties. Just a quick tug could reveal anything. Her little pout when he called her little girl was really distracting. How she called him an asshole was distracting too. He wanted to punish that dirty little mouth.
He shook his head, trying to free his mind from those thoughts. She’s so small, she could be sixteen, he told himself. He was under the kitchen sink, laying on his back with a headlamp on. He could hear her, only 10 or so feet away, sitting on the floor playing a game on her phone. He pulled himself out from underneath the sink to get up and stretch, stealing a look.
She could be eighteen… he shrugged to himself. He needed to know before he let his brain go farther than he wanted.
“No school today?” He winced as soon as he said it. God, I sound like a weird uncle. Real smooth Ben.
“What?” She raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a half smile.
“Uhm,” he coughed, lowering his voice a little, “Do you go to school around here?”
“I’m taking classes at Western Community,” she said, and went back to her phone, “No classes today though.”
College courses, that’s a relief.
“Oh, so you graduated this last year?”
“Yup,” She said slowly, acting already bored of the conversation.
The brat. It made him shift in his pants. Brats get their little asses spanked. His quick math told him she must be at least 18. Good. His thoughts were already wandering into dangerous territory.
He went back into the sink.
Xx
Rey: Rose, HALP.
Rose: wut?
Rey: The plumber is HOT.
Rose: lol. What does he look like?
Rey: Like an old-timey criminal?
Rose: WHAT?
Rey: Hold on, he’s coming out of the sink. Maybe I can get a picture.
Rey: Sorry, that’s the best picture I can get. I think he’s pissed at me?
Rose: He’s HUGE.
Rey: I know.
Rose: Look at his arms!
Rey. I KNOW.
Rose: What are you going to do?
Rey: Not sure.
Rose: Ask him if he needs any help.
Rey: OK.
Rose: I want a FULL REPORT tonight.
She heard a thud coming from the sink.
“Damnit!” Ben grunted.
“Do you need a hand?” Rey asked quietly.
He sighed and threw a tool from out of the cupboard.
“Actually, I could use a hand,” Ben said, “But you’d have to get under this sink too.”
He sat up and looked at her up and down. She suddenly felt very exposed, especially when his eyes settled on her chest. Her decision to not wear a bra was becoming very evident as her nipples hardened with his eyes raking on her.
“You can fit in here,” he said quickly.
“That’s what she said!” She snickered, then she frowned when he rolled his eyes.
“Come over here sweetheart,” he kicked his head back to beckon her to the sink. Her pussy throbbed suddenly at the affection. She bit her lip, hoping her decision to skip panties wouldn’t become too obvious.
He laid down and shined his headlamp at the pipes.
“See this pipe?” She nodded as he tapped the piece above him, “It needs to stay in place while I install this other pipe,” he said as he pointed at another piece next to him. “It keeps moving, so you need to hold it.”
He turned off his headlamp so he could look at her. She liked the way he took up the whole space with his huge chest and arms. His fingers were dirty and he was damp and sweaty from working.
“Think you can handle that?” He asked quietly.
“Yes,” her voice was rough.
“Well, then,” He laid down in the cupboard, “Come on in.”
Xx
He was daring her, mostly. She would make this installation a lot easier and he was supposed to get things done quickly so he could meet Han at the library. He watched her take a few careful steps toward him and then get down on her hands and knees. He felt his blood creep into his cock as she slowly crawled into the cupboard with him. It was a very tight fit. Her face was just under his chin and she kept her legs to his left side. They weren’t touching, but it was close.
“Ok,” He tapped the pipe, “Just keep that one still. It’ll want to move, just brace it.”
“Got it,” She felt her hot breath on his neck and he shivered. His cock getting harder, he took quiet deep breaths, trying to ease it away. His nerve to dare her was outweighing the horror of her discovering his boner. She’ll either think he’s a creepy old man or a creepy virgin who can't keep it together. Either one is not sexy.
He tightened the wrench with a bit too much gusto to make up for his wandering thoughts and the whole system shifted. This was his third try and she was supposed to make this easier.
“Damnit,” He huffed, “Are you holding on to the pipe?”
“YES,” she hissed back, “I need more leverage, hold on.”
She shifted her weight and positioned a knee between his legs and a hand on his chest. He winced. Her leg was right on his cock. She had to know. There was no hiding it.
“Sorry… Just… I’m sorry, I’ll… I’ll go,” Ben stammered, trying to gently push her off of him. Every little shift made his boner push into her and it was getting more and more obvious by the second.
But she didn’t move off him.
“Oh,” she said quietly and shifted her weight again, this time purposely letting her thigh rub up against his cock. Ben hitched a breath.
“Rey, stop,” he whispered and as if on instinct, he grabbed her ass to make her be still.
Her mouth opened wide and then smiled, “I don’t want to stop.” And she rubbed her leg against his cock again, this time shifting downwards so her pussy rubbed against his thigh. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. Was she enjoying this? She pursed her lips, “Mmmm…”
“Oh FUCK,” Ben huffed. He could feel the heat from between her legs and watched as her face trembled. His hands wrapped around her tiny waist, gripping her tightly and moving her entire body against his. She was so light in his grip that he easily jerked her up and down. “You like that sweetheart?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
She opened her eyes and smiled.
“Yes Daddy,” she said in a high, babyish tone.
“Good girl,” his cock was rock solid and he was thrusting into her now, fucking into her thigh with no abandon. “I want to see those little tits baby girl.”
“Yes Daddy,” she bit her lip and pulled her arms through her neckline and started to crawl out of the cupboard.
Suddenly they heard the door open and a low, friendly voice.
"Son, you still here?!"
"Shit!" Ben hissed in a worried whisper, "It's my dad. Get your shirt back on!"
Rey scrambled to get her arms back in the arm holes but they could hear Han's footsteps as they both tried in vain to slide out of the cupboard.
"What's… uh," Han stopped as Rey crawled out, followed by Ben.
"Rey was helping me install this-"
"Oh, I'll help you Son," Han said as he approached the sink, "No need for Rey to get dirty."
"It's...uh… Fine," Rey trailed off.
"Thanks Rey," Ben said looking everywhere except in her direction, "w-we can take it from here."
“Ok!” She said quickly and turned to leave, "I'll be in the office if you need me."