B sat in her kitchen staring at the broken AC unit lounging in her sun filled window. A bead of sweat slowly fell down her cleavage. She wiped it away with a brush of her manicured finger tips and ruffled through the phone book in front of her. Having the AC broken on the hottest day of summer just wouldn't do.
She gazed across the yellow pages, looking for one of the repair companies to jump out at her. A friendly handsome face stared at her from below bold lettering stating 'PAULS HVAC REPAIR'. "You'll do," she thought as she dialed the number and arranged for an appointment ASAP.
B glanced outside at the thermometer and saw it was almost 85 degrees. She was all ready in her smallest sundress and the heat was still unbearable. She went to the fridge and took out an ice cube. She rubbed it lazily over her chest and around to the back of her neck. She enjoyed the cool wetness as the water melted on her hot skin and ran down her back and breasts.
A knock at the door startled B from her pleasurable cool down and she stepped lightly through the living room and to the front door. When she opened it she saw Paul. Standing six feet tall, he filled the doorway with his impressively masculine body. "Hello, ma'am. Do I have the right house? I'm the AC guy," Paul said in his deep, quiet voice.
"You certainly do," B responded with a smile, "and you're much more handsome in person. Paul's sunbronzed skin blushed slightly at her compliment. B spun around and lead Paul to the kitchen with a wave. If he happened to be looking he might have just been able to see the bottom of B's red panties as the edge of her sundress swished around her thighs.
" I might just give you a tip for being so easy to look at," B exclaimed when they reached the kitchen. She approached the AC unit and made a show of turning it off and on to no avail. "See? Broken." she said with a pout.
Suddenly B could feel Paul's gentle breath by her ear, "Well I'll fix that for you ma'am, no worries." B was trapped between Paul's hard chest and the AC unit. She started to wonder if she couldn't turn this into a game. Embarrassed by her bold thought she made a move to step to the side. She felt Pauls strong hands on her hips as he anticipated her move. Guiding her to the side he said with a laugh, "I can't get much work done with you standing between me and this thing."
Paul turned to the unit and began taking it out of the window, "Ma'am, I need you to head outside and undo the screws holding this in so I can pull it out. "
B didn't notice Pauls gaze falling over her slim legs as she turned to go outside. He caught a glimpse of those red panties and grinned a little. Was she trying to seduce him?
B set the ladder against the side of the house and climbed up to unfasten the AC unit. Seeing Paul through the window and catching his eye she smiled and climbed one rung up the ladder more than she probably had to, perching over the unit and likely giving him a nice view. "Just like this?" B asked. "Looks great," Paul replied while barely looking away from her milky white thighs. He thought he saw a small wet spot on her panties and his cock stirred in his jeans.
He pulled the unit inside and set it on the floor. B was still on the ladder, basking in the sun. "I'm just going to come in through the window instead of walking all the way around the house," she stated, "Give me a hand, would you?"
Paul took her small hand in his as B slowly swung her legs into the large window. "All good?" he asked as she came to sit, thighs slightly apart. "I think I'm good here," she said with a smile. Paul patted her thigh and let his fingers trail down to her knee before turning and kneeling to fix the unit.
B sat patiently watching the muscles of his back ripple through his thin t shirt as Paul worked away. She ran her hands over her thighs and through her hair as she sighed lightly, exaggerating her displeasure with the heat. " I think I could watch you work all day," she said, the Southern lilt to her voice taking on a flirtatious tone.
Paul looked over his shoulder and winked at her, his green eyes sparkling. "Oh, you won't have to ma'am," he said as he flicked the unit on full blast. The cold air rushed past him, lifting B's short skirt and blowing her hair back.
She smiled as the cool air rushed over her hot skin. "Well then, I guess you're going to have to help me out of this window."