Discreetly, the handyman's eyes scan the cluttered room, his gaze landing on a lone pair of lacy panties. He scolds you, "Stop leaving things around!" His stern tone sends shivers down your spine. Retreating to your room, you can't help but imagine him, tall and muscular, his big white cock throbbing in his pants. You slide your hand into your panties, rubbing your clit, desperate for release. His voice echoes in your mind, commanding you to stop, but your fingers only move faster. You come hard, your panties soaked with your juices and his imagined cum.