This is a continuation of the story found in "Erotic couplings." Though it's not necessary to read that story to enjoy this one, it couldn't hurt.
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Two days after his encounter with Janet, he got a call from one of the other tenants asking if he had time to patch a small hole in the wall. He had nothing going at the time, and said he would be right there. Ten minutes later he rang the bell on 143, waited a few seconds, the door opened, and was greeted by a good looking blond in a T-shirt and knee pants. With a broad smile, she introduced herself as Karen, saying Janet referred him to her. His mind buzzed for a moment, then he pushed the obvious thought from his mind.
She led him into the hall where there was indeed a small but rather unsightly square shaped hole in the wall. Karen said she did it moving a bookshelf, and Jim said he would have it fixed in an hour or so. Plugging the hole was no problem, most of the time would be waiting for the plaster to dry. She said no problem, it was her day off, and would he like a beer while he waited.
He had seen her around for as long as he had been doing the maintenance, but they had spoken very little. She wore a wedding ring, though he never saw her with a man. Which didn't mean a whole lot. She was perhaps a few years older than Janet, a bit taller, hair down to her ass, and well built. While he patched the hole, she came from the front room into the room behind him and began working out on an exercise machine. Finishing up, he glanced her way watching her do flys stretching the T-shirt tightly over her tits. Too bad she was wearing a bra. Still...
Putting the last of it away and moving to the kitchen to wash up, she joined him fetching two beers from the fridge. Tools washed and set aside, he accepted the beer, and followed her into the living room. They sat chatting for a few moments, and halfway through his drink the conversation began to get more personal. How she had been looking for a good man to help out with things now and again, and how a good man was hard to find. Then jokingly added 'and vise a versa'. He was wondering where this was going, knowing where he wanted it to go, and if it did, would it piss off Janet? Then there was a knock at the door.
Karen walked to the door and opened it, and who walked in but Janet. Karen got her a beer, they sat for a few moments chatting about nothing in particular, until Karen excused herself for a moment. Once she was out of the room, Janet told Jim again how much she enjoyed Friday night. He reciprocated in kind, then she said something that took him quite by surprise. She told him that Karen was a good friend of hers, and grinning said she could really use some T. L. C.
"You wouldn't mind?" he asked.
"Of course not.' She replied. 'You do find her attractive, don't you?"
"Well, yeah."
"Then go for it. But don't tell her I said anything. Just come on to her a little, and she's all yours. And remember, I want you again too."
Just as she took her seat, Karen returned, and as she stepped in front of him, he noticed she no longer wore a bra. Janet finished her beer, told Karen she was in good hands, and would see her later. As they went to the door, Jim downed the last of his beer and went to his patch. The door shut as he bent to feel the wall, and found it wasn't close to dry enough yet. When he stood up he found Karen beside him, and she asked how it was doing.
"Still a little, wet." He replied with a smile.
"How much longer does it need to get, hard?" she grinned.
"Thirty minutes, maybe more."
"I wander what we could do with the time. Any ideas?"
"One or two. You?" He grinned back.
She stepped forward taking his face in her hands, Jim placing his on her waist, and she kissed him lightly on the lips. Sliding his arms about her waist, he pulled her tight kissing her passionately for several long moments. Then he moved his hands from her waist sliding them under her shirt to the sides of her breasts. He felt her breath quicken as he moved to cup her tits in his hands pinching her nipples between his third and middle fingers.