End of Part 2
As he got in his truck and headed to his first job, he felt the panties start rubbing his cock again. Hardly a mile from his apartment he was rock hard inside his panties and wondering how he was going to work all day like this.
Part 3
By the time Chuck gets to his first work site he was squirming in his seat as he drove. The panties were rubbing him very slowly. The slow rubbing kept him rock hard and had his cock tingling and aching. Just as he was about to grab his work bag and get out of the truck, he glanced down at his mid-section one more time to make sure no silk or lace was poking out. He gave a sigh of relief at seeing nothing that would indicate that he was wearing women's underwear and that thankfully his bulge wasn't making a tent in his pants.
As he worked on replacing the kitchen faucet and replacing the plumbing that fed it Chuck couldn't help but squirm around a bit as the panties just kept rubbing him. He had gotten the new faucet installed and was under the sink working on the water lines. As he was tightening the fittings for the cold-water line the panties gave him a long hard rub. The sudden hard rub and subsequent throb it sent through his cock caused Chuck to lose his grip on the wrench. The wrench slipped off the pipe pulling it off the waterline. When it fell it knocked into the water valve turning it enough open the line and Chuck found himself being sprayed with water.
Chuck cursed loudly as he scrambled to shut the waterline off. After drying himself off he was able to get the lines put together properly. As he got in his truck to leave, he couldn't help but let out a massive sigh at the situation he was in. How was he supposed to work with these panties driving him crazy like this?
Chuck did a couple more jobs and by sheer willpower managed to keep from making any more messes despite the fact that the panties continued to rub him and drive him crazy. Just like at the first job they seemed to know when he was working the most important part and upped their teasing trying to distract him. At one point he had to hold his legs together to try to dampen the tingling and throbbing as he re-attached a drainage line.
Around 1 Chuck decided a little lunch was in order and drove to a sub shop. He went in an ordered a sandwich and sat down at a small table and began to eat. As he ate, he noticed three young attractive college age girls come in. He admired the view as the trio ordered and then moved to a table behind him. He continued to eat as he heard the girls talking and eating. As he continued to eat though he noticed the girls behind him got quiet and started talking in whispers. He could only pick up little bits.
"It can't be!" chuck heard one girl whisper with astonishment.
"But there's no mistaking it! Look!" he heard another say.
"But why? I mean why?!" chuck heard.
Chuck finished his lunch and picked up his tray and headed to dump it. As he dumped his tray and refilled his drink, he heard the girls openly giggling. As he walked past them to the exit the three seemed to devolve into uncontrollable fits of giggles. Chuck wondered what they found so amusing as he got back in his truck. He soon got his answer when he felt an itch on his lower back. He reached around himself and upon reaching his lower back he was shocked to feel bare skin and not his work shirt. After alleviating the itch, he reached down, and a thrill of horror shot through him as he felt about a half inch of silk and lace.
Chuck was mortified to learn that his shirt had ridden up and his panties exposed. And not just exposed but exposed to three attractive girls at that. Chuck quickly slid his seat back and tucked his shirt in and tightened his belt in an attempt to keep it tucked in. Chuck was confused as he started to drive to his next work sight. He'd never had problems with his shirt staying tucked in before. He purposely bought longer work shirts to wear because the last thing he wanted was the classic 'plumbers crack' as he worked. As he cut the AC on high to try to cool himself off from the embarrassment that was flooding through him, he thought that he would prefer the plumber's crack.
Chuck managed to get through most, most being the important word, of the afternoon with no more mishaps. His last job brought him back to Park Place and he drove past Sandy's house on his way to this job. He briefly wondered whether or not Sandy knew that he had nicked her panties and that he was now in sexual torment for it. A block over from Sandy's house he pulled into a driveway in front of a house that looked remarkably similar to Sandy's. Chuck thought the house was probably not quite as big but was still massive and the yard just as well manicured. Instead of a Jaguar coupe, this housewife drove a large Range Rover SUV.
Chuck grabbed his bag and was soon knocking on the door. He was soon greeted by a short plump (but in all the right places to Chuck) woman with both wide hips and a wide bustline. Long sleek black hair went about halfway down her back. Like Sandy she was wearing a skintight grey workout t-shirt and skintight black leggings. Chuck was enamored right away and had to catch his breath not only from her but from his panties starting to rub again.
Chuck struggled to pay attention as she introduced herself as Angie and explained the problem she was having with her kitchen sink. He followed her gorgeous curvy hips to the kitchen where she showed him the leaky faucet. Chuck gave a slight sigh of relief that this last job of the day would be easy. A quick examination showed the leak was simply a worn gasket in the faucet. Chuck not only replaced that one gasket, but all of them once again proving that while he was a pervert he wanted to give quality work.
Chuck packed up his tools and went and found Angie in the living room. He explained the issue and what he did, and she thanked him for helping him as she paid the bill. Chuck bent down to pick up his workbag again and as he straightened back up, he suddenly felt his pants slipping down his legs and puddling up at his ankles.
Chuck froze for a second as he realized what was happening. He looked down and saw his shirt had ridden up leaving his silk and lace panties, along with his nearly fully erect cock pressing against them, on full display in front of Angie. Angie was too stunned to do anything except give a slight yelp of surprise as she watched Chuck's pants drop, and his shirt ride up exposing the fact that he was wearing women's underwear.
After freezing for a few seconds Chuck bent down again slowly setting his bag back on the floor before grabbing his pants and pulling them up. He was burning with embarrassment as he got his pants up around his waist and tightened his belt.