After our most recent adventure, when we had our elderly repairman out to look at what was wrong with our water heater, T and I had about a week to talk about what would be happening when he returned with a friend to install the new water heater. She had lots of questions about the whole experience, and what did this kind behavior really mean for her and our relationship.
She wondered that since she was trading sex to someone for their work did that make her a prostitute? We finally decided that it was just a simple exchange of labor, sort of a barter system of trading wages, instead of a pay for services. Since the installation would have cost about $300 did that mean sex with her was worth $150 an hour, and should she take on anyone that wanted to pay that rate? What about if they had something to trade for her services? We left that question without an answer.
Then the final question was about her not knowing whoever our elderly repairman Ed was going to bring with him. She questioned the thought of having sex with someone that she just met for the first time as that seemed way to slutty. At least she'd talked with Ed and flirted awhile before she gave him his first blow job, and it didn't happen the very first time she met him either.
She also questioned having sex with 2 men at once. Although she'd just done that with Ed and I a week earlier, for the very first time, she thought it seemed very dirty to be doing 2 men, especially when I wasn't one of them. She wanted to know what I thought would be the best way to do it. We discussed what positions she could use that would make it easier for her, and still a good time for the old guys. We finally decided that she it might be best if she would straddle one of them while she gave the other a blow job.
It seemed like she was having too many second thoughts so I finally offered that we could cancel the deal if she had too many reservations about going through with it. It wasn't until then that she told me she was actually looking forward to doing it, and was very excited about everything that she was questioning, but just needed some reassurance that this was a good thing to do.
On the appointed day the repair truck once again pulled into the driveway and I went down to open up the door and let them in. Ed, our repairman, was beaming as he introduced his friend Roger. Like Ed he was also a widower and the best description for him would be a nice little old man. Both of them looked like they had just shaved and showered and smelled of old man's cologne.
They kept looking around but T hadn't come down yet so I just told them to come in and get the work started and she'd show up soon. On the way to the water heater they couldn't help but notice that there was now a mattress laying in the middle of the family room floor. I'd already drained the water heater, so I left them to their work and told them we'd be back down soon.
When I got upstairs T was waiting for my report about who would be her new lover. As I described him her nervousness seemed to go away and we both laughed when I told her how disappointed they were when she didn't answer the door to greet them. I think they expected T to be waiting at the door naked when they showed up, and grumbled a bit when I told them that payment comes after the job is finished.
T was already dressed for sex so I suggested that perhaps we go down and see how the work was progressing and give them a little preview. She thought that was a good idea and when I tossed her a short satin robe she tied it very loosely and we went downstairs. With the banging of pipes and from the conversations we could hear that they were making progress. When we came into the room where they were working all activity and conversation stopped.
Even Ed who had seen T naked before stopped to stare at her, and Roger was so still I wondered if maybe his heart had stopped as well. T looked really hot! She was wearing a red satin robe that was tied so loose that by the time we got downstairs it was already open about 4 inches. This gave a clear view of the center of her breasts, which we being held up for view by a black lace shelf bra, and her little black g-string panties. To make the outfit complete she was also wearing thigh high nylons that stayed in place without any garters.
After a few moments of silence T finally asked Ed to introduce his friend and that broke the awkwardness. We spent a few minutes making small talk and joking around a bit and since the conversation seemed to have a sexual tone I thought that I'd be direct and simple asked Roger if he thought he'd rather have a T give him a blow job, or would he prefer to fuck her? Before he could answer I mentioned that Ed hadn't even had the opportunity to fuck her yet, so perhaps he should have first choice?