If you recall from The Deep End part one. My name is Tina; I'm married to Jeff who now is the Manager of a large paint store in our town.
Jeff got to move up to Manager after I acted like I was a hooker, hired by him to screw his Area Manager Larry, for the night. The playing like I was a hooker was great fun on my part. It was some of the best sex that I'd had in years. Jeff my Husband loved the fact that I came home with another mans sperm in my belly. And Larry the Area Manager still thinks my Husband paid a $1,000.00 for me to spend the night with him. So ever body was happy after it was all over.
I'm still working at the Sports Health Club, at the check in desk. My friend Bill that comes in and spends hours just talking to me. Still comes in four or five times a week. He'll bring me coffee and like I said before, we've even done lunch together. But that's as far as it has gone, just friends. Seeing how we are both married, I feel safe around Bill.
One day Bill was in and as we talked, I told him that my drier at home quite working. I told him that I had to call someone out to fix it. That Jeff doesn't know anything about fixing that kind of stuff. Bill said, hell I'll come by and take a look at it. Most the time it's some little part that don't cost shit to fix it. I gave Bill my address and phone number. I told him that I get off at three and should be home by three thirty.
I got home and changed into shorts and a tee shirt. Right on time Bill knocked on the door. He had his toolbox in hand. I offered him a beer or something. He said he'd just have a Coke if I have any. I took him in the laundry room where the drier is. I forgot to pick up all the clothes lying around the room before Bill got there. As I was picking them up and moving them out of the way some of my lingerie fell on the floor. I turned as red as fire when Bill bent over and picked up about six pairs of my sexy little silk panties and handed them to me. He only said, very nice as he handed them to me. I got all the clothes moved out of his way. I covered up my panties and bra's with the other clothes. Then went in the other room to get his Coke, still not believing Bill had just seen all my underwear.
When I returned with his Coke he had the front of the drier off and was on the floor looking inside it. I sat down on the chair and talked to him as he worked on it. He took some part out of his toolbox and installed it on the drier. He then turned it on and right off. Bill said, ok that takes care of that. He put the drier all back together and it worked fine. After he washed up we sat at the kitchen table and talked. I offered to pay him but he wouldn't take anything.
A month or so later Bill fixed the brakes on my car. So from that time on, he more or less turned in to my handy man. I told Jeff about it and he was fine with it. He didn't know how to do a lot of stuff. One time Bill came over and helped Jeff put in some new wires for the TV, so we could get cable in the bedroom.
Jeff and Bill got to be pretty good friends over a little time also. Then one time Bill came over with his wife Lynn. She was real nice also.
To make a long story short the four of us started doing every thing together. We'd go out to dinner, movies you name it. We would even go to each other's house for dinner. We got to be the best of friends. And Bill stayed my handy man whenever I needed him. And Lynn was fine with the fact of him helping me out, that's what friends do. After several months, our friendship was still growing.
Then one day the heater on our waterbed went out. I picked up a new one to replace the old one. I call Bill and ask him the best way to get all the water out of the bed. He said that he had a pump and would bring it right over. Bill showed up and we hooked up some hoses and started pumping the water out. Someone had to hold to hose that went into the bed so it didn't fall over. Bill was holding it then I said that I would hold it for a little bit so he could take a brake.
I was sitting on the frame of the bed holding this hose. Bill was now sitting across from me. I had on this not super short but a short jean skirt, maybe mid thigh. I looked at Bill and could see his eyes glued looking up my skirt at my pink lacey panties. The way I had to hold the hose I couldn't turn to block his view. So I just sat there talking to him. Bill's eyes would go from my face right back to my panties. Don't ask me why but this was kind of a turn on for me. And from the looks of the lump in Bills pants, he liked the view also.