It's been a week since this incident happened. I decided to sit down and write about it. So here's my story.
Katherine was the new girl at work, A very reserved young woman with a high standard of morals from her strict family upbringing. She was also a newlywed of 3 months married to some guy named Henry. At work she kept mostly to herself but was very particular about her name. She preferred being called Katherine didn't mind Kate or Katie but hated being called Kitty she said it sounded obscene.
Keeping to herself like she did everyone at work thought Katie was a prissy spoiled young little bitch...a daddy's little girl. I thought Katie exuded an aura of chastity that was a turn on for me. When the topic of conversation would turn to raunchy sex at work, Katherine would just stand there being silent. Her reddened face like that of the blushing bride that she was. I worked beside Katie and being a couple years older than her, she would confide in me. By her old- fashioned upbringing... SEX was solely for reproducing not pleasure. She frowned upon birth control. She believed the subject of sex should only be discussed with your husband. Also, as long as she was wearing this... pointing to her wedding ring being promiscuous or flirtatious was unthinkable. Never did I see Katherine flirting or say something with meaning to be sexual not even a dirty joke.
Being new to the area I helped Henry and Kate move into their house even though our relationship was strictly from working together. There, stood Katie decked out in pair of frayed jean shorts and a halter. Her long tan legs leading up to cute little ass cheeks just barely concealed by the frayed threads. Katie's small size breasts just trying to poke out over the top of her low cut halter. I overheard her husband calling her Kitty a few times and her playfully grabbing his crotch several times. Seeing and hearing this was quite a change from the "Katherine" I knew from work. I must say Henry was some lucky guy, his 21-year old wife was a real cock teaser outside of work. My dick and I was glad to help them move in that day. All afternoon I got to watch Kate's tight little ass wiggling at me while she lifted boxes, her small titties being exposed as she would lean forward. Needless to say I jacked-off in the shower that night fantasizing about Katie. But, even after becoming neighbors we still remained just work friends.
Then about a month ago Katie came into work and said she needed time off that her husband had been in an accident and needed her care. Upon hearing this I told Kate, "If there is anything you need I'm only down the street!" She replied, "I'll keep you in mind Todd."
I emphasized again, "ANYTHING" as she rushed out the door like an angel of mercy.
About 5 weeks had passed since Katie left work and it was a Saturday afternoon my phone rings its Katie. She is frantic, in a desperate voice stating she needs my help please get over here as soon as you can. I drop the phone while telling her I'd be right over. I sprint up to her house. Katherine meets me at the door still in her blue pajamas. My eyes were glued towards her sexy pajama clad body while asking, "what's wrong?" She is about to explain what the problem is when "ring-a-ling-ring-a-ling" this bell rings from upstairs.
She tells me it's her husband signaling for something and she'll be right back. I watch her run up the stairs her sweet little pantiless ass cheeks waving to me through her thin pajamas. My cock starts to swell. Upon her return down the steps I coyly watched as her braless perky titties jiggled with each step she took only making my dick get harder.
She returns and explained her husband was still bedridden. Katie starts into detail about his eyes being bandaged and temporary loss of feeling in his lower extremities. Trying to look concern my eyes are darting between her face and the tiny nipples poking through her pajama top all the while trying to hide the increasing bulge in my pants.
I catch Katherine glancing at my growing problem as she blurts out "could I get into her p-trap?" Daydreaming about her, I misinterpret what she said, looking down at her pussy through her slinky pajamas. I stutter out, "w-well s-s-sure."
She grimaced and said "Todd I mean my sink p-trap" and explained that she lost her wedding ring while washing her hands in the guest bathroom. Katie proceeds to tell me how much the ring means while sneaking looks between her hands and my erection. I reassure her it's no problem and ask about tools. Katie replied back, "Henry doesn't have any wrenches even the one tool he does have isn't working anymore" as she spied another quick glance at the hard-on I was trying to conceal and said, "From looks of it I'm not the only one with a plumbing problem." Hearing Kate say anything that was sex related was never heard of...After making the comment she blushed and looked away.
I told Kate I'd go home and get my tools in which she instructed me to leave myself in and the guest bathroom was down the end of the hall. Meanwhile, she had to go back upstairs to administer Henry's therapy. Just then the bell rang again Katie gave one more lustful eye pass at my embarrassing bulge and said, "thanks for your help Todd but I gotta go" and darted up the stairs. As I went to leave I stuck my head through the sliding door just to catch Katherine's ass cheeks bounce one more time going up the steps.
Upon my return I made my way up the steps and down the hall to the guest bathroom. Passing the master bedroom I could hear faint moans coming from inside. The door was shut and with the ooohhhhing and aaahhhhing that I was hearing... I figured I wouldn't announce my being back But, curiosity got the best of me so I decided to take a look through the keyhole.
