I thought to myself as I walked up to the door, "I always look forward to making repairs at Jasmine's apartment."
She has been my tenant for a decade. She's a single mother in her 30's, black, pretty fit, thick sexy ass and a fun personality. She's always very flirtatious but I've never acted on her subtle advances. In the Summer she dresses like an 90s rap video girl. A tight skirt that is nowhere close to her knees and tank tops. If she's not in a skirt, she has tights on. In the winter it is a skirt over her tights. No matter what, her curves and round bottom are a focal point.
I'm a 50 year old guy, in good shape and decent looks. Recently remarried but I don't get sex as much as I would like, even though it is more than with my previous wife.
As usual, she greeted me at the front door wearing a short skirt, tank top and flip flops. I asked her to show me where the problem is and I followed behind, watching her big beautiful ass jiggling in front of me. I was in such a trance walking through the apartment looking at her ass that when we got to the bathroom, I didn't notice that she was watching me in the mirror as I was looking at her ass.
She stopped walking, I almost ran into her, looked up and saw her smiling in the mirror at me.
"It is this sink. It keeps on backing up."
I got down on my knees, unscrewed the drain and put my head and torso under the sink inside the vanity to check on the plumbing. I wondered if she really caught me looking at her ass and if so, was she offended?
The apartment was hot. There wasn't AC in the unit and it was in the 90's outside. This is the time of year that I am the horniest. Women are half naked and sweaty sex is by far my favorite.
I slid back out from under the sink to grab a wrench and she was standing over top of me. Her feet were on each side of my chest so that I could see up her skirt. It was dark in there, but I could tell she was wearing panties and that they were red.
I continued looking up her skirt for what seemed like an eternity. My cock was fully erect at this point, but it was probably only 15 seconds since I slid out from under the vanity.
"Do you need any help?" she asked.
I stuttered, "yes, I was going to get a wrench."
She squatted down over my body with her ass just grazing over my bulge.
She looked me in the eyes and said, "looks like your wrench is excited to be working here for me."
"Yes, it appears so," I muttered.