Killer Eyes

by: Rabbit

Rabbit Rated PG Kids don't read. I know your parents.

The new house down the street had been a-building for awhile. Myself suddenly being at loose ends for work decided to scare up some there. The sign in front said "apply at Pithy Construction" so I was at their office early, ready to apply. I walked on in and was met by this gorgeous blonde creature. It was really hard not to stare at her sitting behind the desk. Big, obviously a weightlifter and tall too. Green eyes. Killer eyes. She was wearing a fluffy silk shirt that fairly fluttered around her breasts which I would say were medium sized..

"May I help you." She asked in a businesslike voice. "Yeah ahh, I mean yes ahhh, I saw your guys working over by the park and would like to fill out an application." Man she had nice perfume too. "Yes you may fill out an application." She reached in a drawer, pulled one out and handed it to me. "You can sit over on that couch and fill it out."

I sat down, placed the application on the table and looked at her. Her face was fairly ordinary really except for her eyes but they were world class. I caught myself and got my mind back on the application. I needed a job. I finished the app, got up and handed it to her. As she grabbed it our eyes met. I could tell she could tell what I was thinking. "Mr. Pithy isn't in right now. I'll tell him you were here". she said so I left. Later that day I got a phone call. "Rabbit, show up tomorrow. The plans are on site. A helper will be there for you, he'll fill you in. See you then." "OK".I said and he hung up..

We were working on a 2nd floor deck overlooking Rock Creek in a new home. Building privacy walls and railings. I showed up, met my helper who seemed a bit small for construction, unloaded the tools, looked at the prints and got to work. About 9:30 the boss showed up in a brand new Escalade. Damn he was big. Two regular construction workers could hide behind him.Nice clothes too..

"You Rabbit?" he asked. "Yes Mr. Pithy." said I. As we shook hands I noticed his gold Rollex. He looked at my little bit of work, grunted and walked off. He was only there 30 minutes but managed to get into it with the painter, the carpet guys and my helper Charlie. Giving Charlie a hard time over some small shit. I was thinking he might be a "bad" boss. You know the kind "Do it this way. Time is money, hurry up. Why do I have to think of everything?" Stressing everyone out. We got to work again, talking about ourselves as we went..

Charlie was interesting. Raised in the ghetto he was only 19 but he had seen a lot of bad shit. He was a real sweet guy. Upbeat despite some real hard knocks. We talked about the boss. Turned out he was a jerk. Hard on workers. I heard the story of him beating 5 bricklayer's asses. Charlie was a hard worker. We got one big privacy wall up the first day. Not bad..

The next morning was the same construction routine: Unload the tools, set them up, look at the plans and have at it. Charlie was telling me about his dreams of being a jockey. He was going to be the first black jockey to win the Kentucky Derby. "Come on Charlie. Have you ever even see a horse?" "Na." he said. I said. "Jockey is a hard job and horses are big and really mean." "Well it can't be no harder than construction and no horse is bigger and meaner than Pithy." He had a good point. Said he needed to loose weight because he was too heavy at 112 pounds. We passed the day telling lies and building..

"Here comes the boss." said Charlie. I wasn't paying attention because we were holding the heavy privacy wall and it was windy out. I looked up and holy crap the secretary comes out onto the deck in a red micro skirt and gold high heals. Spike slave shoes no less. Crimeny! What the HELL is she doing here. Looking like that on a construction site with hungry males everywhere. Damn she looks good. Look at them big strong legs but SHIT she's got her spike caught in the decking. I instinctively moved towards her to stop her fall. FUCK I let go of the wall!!.

Well, the wall fell and took my helper with it. I guess he did weigh too much. Even at 112 pounds he was too fat to fly. As the wall landed on my boss's Escalade I heard the weirdest noise, kind of like a rabbit's cry mixed with breaking glass. Charlie was cussing at me so I knew he was OK. I however was in dire straits. I had turned to re-grab the wall fell, managed to grab the deck and was hanging 20 feet up by my fingers..

I glanced down, saw the boss and the look in his eyes. I knew it was the look of someone who could murder. His secretary came over to help me, got on her knees, grabbed my wrists and I looked up to see she had no under drawers on. She was shaved to boot. Death was below and a sure ass whooping if I got back on deck. I stared at her smooth pussy and decided to stay where I was because things were looking up.

BTW Anyone looking for a carpenter?.
My cast comes off in a few weeks.
Charlie broke the boss' arm too.

Rabbit

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