The summer air had that humid feeling of a pending storm. The temperature had reached triple digits and Natasha was getting ready to head out of the office for the weekend. She packed up her leather satchel and closed out her computer. The rest of the emails could wait until Monday. As she waited for the elevator, she sent her husband Charlie a text... "hope you're ready for tonight birthday boy." It was his birthday and she was looking forward to a sexy night.
She and her husband Charlie had been enjoying a sort of sexual awakening since their vacation to Mexico last year. On that vacation, she had helped to fulfill one of Charlie's main fantasies of watching her show herself off to another man. One thing led to another and it ended up being a little more than showing herself off. Since that trip, though they had not had another experience like that, their sex life had been on fire. They talked about that trip a few times, but for a while it seemed like they may be content to have that trip be a onetime thing.
But lately, Natasha found herself replaying that day from their trip more often. She was starting to miss the feeling of empowerment that she felt by having two men fawn over her at once. She was missing the excitement and thrill. What started out as her husband's fantasy had now turned into hers.
The excitement of the pending night had her feeling playful and sexy.
Her phone vibrated back "I can't wait." As the elevator door opened, she slipped her phone into her bag and stepped inside. John from the graphics team was leaving for the day and she was about to join him for the ride down, he smiled at her.
"Heatwave in the city this weekend, it's gonna break a record" She said to him as she unbuttoned her top two buttons from her rose colored blouse. "I heard." She watched his eyes glance up at the overhead elevator mirror, she had given him the perfect view of the cleavage from her DD tits. She knew she had just made his weekend. "Enjoy the heat."
She hurried out to the street and checked the time, she had to get to the apartment before her husband. She threw her hand up and tried to hail a cab. She had company. All of downtown was trying to get home and get their weekends started before the storm. She smiled at the two gentlemen standing next to her competing for a cab. She postured herself so that her figure posed a distraction. This attention was just what she needed to get her started for her big night. The blonde guy with the cute plaid shirt and tight fitted kakis grabbed the cab and opened the door for her "here you go I'll get the next one"
She smiled as she stepped into the cab one leg at a time, revealing her black thigh highs under her skirt. "Have a great night" she said with slinkiest smile.
Five minutes later they pulled up to her apartment. She could see the lights were still off in her unit. Perfect, she beat him home. She stopped at the mailbox and was happy to bump into Chad, the hot electrician that helped her the last time her power went out. Since that night, they had developed a...well...rapport.
On the night she met him, she had been blow drying her hair after a nice hot shower. She tended to overheat in the bathroom, so she often would take the dryer and dry her hair in the living room, which happened to have floor to ceiling windows. But with her newfound courage, she wasn't at all too modest to dry her hair naked in the comfort of her own living room. A few minutes into drying her hair, all the lights in her apartment went out. At first, she thought the building's power must have gone out, but she looked out the windows and noticed that all the other units in the building were still lit.
Shit. She must have blown a fuse. With Charlie out of town for work, she had no idea how to fix it. She called the number to the super, but a voice she did not recognize picked up.
"Hello?"
"Is this the Super?" She asked. "I thought this was his number."
"Oh, I'm sorry, no. My name is Chad. I live in the building. Stavros is away for the weekend, and he asked me to field his calls for the building."
"Oh" she said, "Well I'm in 3C and my power just blew out."
"No problem," Chad answered. "I'll be right over to check it for you."
She quickly threw on her robe and lit a few candles while she waited a few minutes before there was a knock at the door. She opened the door, and laid eyes on Chad.
"Oh, Hi." She blurted.
She recognized him. He was fucking hot.
She had seen him around the building for the past two or three months. He was a new tenant, but she wasn't sure which unit he lived in. All she knew was that every time she saw him, he was alone. That caught her attention because she found it odd that someone with his looks would still be single.
"Power's out?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry to bother you..."
"No worries!" He replied. "I'm Chad..."
"Hi! You know, I think I recognize you. I've seen you around...are you new to the building?"
"I moved in at the end of May. Just coming off a break up, so I'm getting used to living alone again." He answered back. "I recognize you too. I've seen you around with your husband."
She blushed for a moment, "Oh, yeah, well...I think I may have blown a fuse. I was using the hair dryer for a minute and it popped off."
"I'll have a look."
Chad walked down the hall toward the breaker box. As he did, she sized him up from up close. He was everything she liked. Tall, very well built with a tight fitting t-shirt and nice jeans. And he smelled great. He flipped a switch and the lights came on.
"My hero..." She said slyly.
"Yeah, looks like it was the breaker. It may be faulty wiring somewhere, but first I suggest unclogging the filter in your blow dryer. That may be it..."
He quickly cleaned the filter for her.
"Oh," She said "I didn't even think of that..."