It's a hot, sunny day. I finally have some free time, which is rare for me. I quickly change into my swimsuit, then I head out back to enjoy the pool and swim a few laps.
My phone rings. It's Tim and Michelle's number, "Hello."
"Hi Cole! It's Michelle. Do you have any time this week to replace a broken light switch? I just tried to flip the switch and it won't turn on the light."
"Sure. I have several extra switches on hand for my apartments. I could come over now to replace it if that works."
"Aren't you busy? I don't want to intrude on your day. I just don't want to wait for Tim to do it. He's on the road for the next ten days."
"I was just going out back to swim a few laps. But I can stop over before. Not a problem."
"If you are sure. I would appreciate it."
"No problem at all. I'll see you in about 30 minutes."
We hang up, and I think about Michell. She's a very attractive and seductive lady. Dark brown hair, killer eyes, and a smile, with her full lips. She always has her nails done in a French Manicure. Just a stunning woman. We met when I was dating my ex, and the four of us just hit it off. Tim travels a lot for his job, so he is gone during the week and sometimes a couple weeks. As I get to know them, I see a side of him I don't like. He treats her with disrespect. It's almost like their marriage is a roommate situation.
I goto the garage and grab the light switch and my tools. I hop in my car and head over. I open the sunroof to enjoy the fresh air and beautiful day.
I pull into their long drive and head up to their house. Their house is gorgeous with land all around. No neighbors within eye shot. I have been here before, but the scenery never gets old. Looking up, I see Michelle heading toward me from the back deck. Wow, she is wearing a bikini, showing off her beautiful body.
"Hi Cole! How are you?"
Not thinking, I quickly blurted, "I'm excellent now." I feel like a hormonal teenager. But her body is beyond fantastic, and better than my wildest fantasies. After all, I can see the top of her large areolas peaking over the top of her bikini top.
She smiled, "That is good."
I quickly moved on, to reduce my embarrassment, "Which light switch do you need me to replace?"
"Follow me." She turns to go inside, "It is the one in the kitchen. We use it often, and I really don't want to be without it. I really don't want to walk through a dark kitchen."
I watch her hips sway, while we walk inside. Her white bikini shows her beautifully tanned skin. I can't believe Tim treats her the way he does. She is beautiful, caring and has a great personality. She seems like the total package.
"This is the switch." As she flips the broken switch.
"This will be working in no time. I'll go shut off the electric at the breaker box, and replace it quick. Then you can get back to working on your tan."
"Ok, thank you." She smiles at me as I go downstairs to shut the electric off.
I walk back upstairs and grabbed my screwdriver and tester. As I walk to the light switch, I noticed Michelle is standing by the switch.
"Do you need me? I don't want to be in your way. I was going to go back to laying in the sun."
"No, I'm all good. Go ahead and enjoy the rays. It's beautiful out there."
"Ok. Let me know if you need anything.", she quickly coos.
I watch her slide the patio door and step outside. My hardening cock can barely be contained by my thin swimsuit. I'm glad she didn't see it before she went out to the patio.
I start to remove the faceplate on the switch. My mind starts to wander about Michelle, which isn't helping to soften my hard-on. Then looking over my shoulder, I see Michelle is removing her top. Her nipples standing erect on her very large areolas. I'm happy with the side view, but I would really like a full frontal view.
She sits on her chair and starts to apply sun tan lotion over her bare chest. Her hands glide over her hardened nipples. I wish my hands were helping.
Snapping out of my fantasy of helping her, I turn back to fixing the light switch. My mind is all over, and I'm fumbling trying to get the switch out of the box. Finally, the switch is out, and I start to remove the wires. I quickly replace the switch and replace the faceplate. Jesus, I'm fumbling and not being smooth at all.
"Oh, was that a hard switch to get out?" Michelle is snickering as she walks into the kitchen. My eyes immediately stare at her uncovered breasts.
Shocked, I murmur, "Ah...um...no. Not bad."
"Am I making you feel uncomfortable?"
I blurt out, "No, not at all. It is your house, and your body is sexier than I imagined." Oh God! What the hell did I just say? Nothing like blurting out what I'm really thinking.