It was early morning and Tracey had taken the day off from the store where she worked as a clerk in the accounting department. She was glad to have the day off, a day just to herself. Her daughter was at her parent’s house and she looked forward to spending her time alone. She got out of bed and put her robe on. She went to the bathroom and turned on the shower and pulled her robe off and then her gown.
She jumped into the steaming hot water, not extremely hot, but just hot enough to turn her skin pink, hot enough to bring out the rosy color of her nipples, hot enough to give her that feeling that she wanted that feeling of being clean from head to toe. She took the soap and began to rub it over her body, creating a lather that felt good. She moved the bar of soap down her body, across her shoulders first, then across her breasts, and then downs to her pussy. Mmmmm.
She loved the feel of the soap against her shaved pussy. She loved the feel of the bar sliding back and forth across her smooth clit. She kept it shaved smooth and it was a good feeling. God she had a sensitive clit, a clit that loved to be touched, to be licked, but especially to feel the hard penis of her husband rub across it as he made love to her. She didn’t get nearly enough sex lately, the kind of sex that she had gotten when she was first married.
She missed that, the passion that was there, the kind of sex that you had when there were no children around to interrupt you when you were really enjoying it. In fact, if her husband was home right now, she supposed that she would seduce him right then and there and make him do things to her that might even shock her.
She laughed at the thought of what she might do and began to rub her smooth pussy and thinking about those things. She heard a sound that suddenly snapped her out of her dreaming and quickly rinsed off. She turned off the shower to see what it was. There it was again, a “tap, tap, tap” at the front door. “Damn”, she said out loud. Can’t even diddle myself any more without being interrupted. She grabbed a towel and quickly dried off and slipped her robe on “Just a minute” she yelled. She made her way to the door and looked through the peephole in her door.
There was a man standing there, a man she recognized. His name was John. He was an American who had just moved to Canada a few months ago. She had talked to him a time or two, and she knew that he had watched her when she was out working in the yard. She could feel his eyes watch her ass as she bent over and she could feel him watch her, as the sweat would bead up and run down her breasts. She had visited with him across fence that separated their yards, but he seemed like a nice man. “Just a minute” she said. She stood there for a minute trying to decide what to do. She decided that she would let him in and play with him a minute. She cracked the door slightly. “Yes”? she said.
“Hi Tracey. Your husband asked me if I would come over today and look at the problem that you had been having with your clothes dryer. He told me that it had been tripping a breaker and it seemed to be getting worse. Didn’t he tell you I was coming over today”?
“No he didn’t.” Tracey said. “But it’s ok, come on in. You’ll have to excuse me though because I just got out of the shower.”
She pushed the door shut far enough that she could pull the chain off and then opened it and let him in. He bent down and picked up his tool pouch and entered the living room. “Nice house” he said as he came in.
“Thank you. Would you like some coffee or tea?” Tracey asked?
“Yes, I would take some coffee if it wouldn’t be too much trouble.”
“No, no trouble,” Tracey said as she motioned for him to sit down.
Tracey went into the kitchen to put on some coffee. She could feel John’s eyes watch her as she moved across the room. Damn, she loved the feel of a man watching her. It turned her on so much to think someone she was with wanted to take her clothes off and who knows what to her body. She rustled around in the kitchen and put some water into the pot, added the coffee and turned it on. She went into the living room and sat down. She was still in her robe and she knew that if she moved just right he would get a good glimpse of her assets. She loved being a tease, making men hard, making them so hard that they couldn’t think of anything else but getting a chance to fuck her, even though the only man she had made love to since she had been married was her husband. She sat on the couch directly across from John, giving him a birds eye view of her. “So my hubby sent you over here today? He didn’t mention it to me. I’m sorry that I didn’t know or I would have had the coffee on earlier.”
“That’s ok Tracey,” said John. Tracey crossed her legs slowly, letting her robe fall open for a second, just long enough for John to get a look at her creamy white thighs. She pulled her robe back across her thighs and acted like nothing happened. She watched for John’s reaction. Just as she thought, he was like most men, he got a peek whenever he got the chance.
“So what’s wrong with the dryer?”
“Oh hell, I don’t know. That’s why he asked you to come over,” she laughed. “Come with me and I’ll show you.”
She stood up and her robe gaped slightly as she stood and she could feel her legs exposed to this man whom she had only talked to occasionally. She pulled her robe back tightly and motioned for him to follow her. He got up and followed her to the utility room and she showed him where the dryer was. “It keeps tripping the breaker and it is a real pain,” said Tracey. She opened the door and bent over to take the clothes out that were in the dryer. She knew that John was looking at her ass while she bent over. She glanced back and could tell that he was enjoying the view by the slight bulge in his jeans. She put the clothes in a basket and then shut the door and turned the dial and pushed the button to turn it on. After a few seconds of running it shut off. “Tripped the damn breaker again” she said. “Well, I’ll leave it to you. I’m going to get dressed. Be back in a minute.” Tracey turned around and headed to the room across the hall.
John walked back to the living room to get his tool pouch and on the way back he passed the room where Tracey was changing her clothes. As he walked past he caught a glimpse of her pulling her shorts up and couldn’t help but notice how nice her ass looked. He paused for a moment and he could see her reflection in the mirror, he could see her breasts, see her pink nipples, see her creamy white skin. He liked what he saw too. He stood there till she pulled her tee shirt over her shoulders. He hurried back to the utility room and went to work on the dryer although he really didn’t have the work at hand on his mind. He pulled the cover off the back and started doing his checks. “Any luck,” Tracey asked as she walked back in the room.
“I think that I found the problem. Just a loose connection,” said John. “Go reset the breaker and we will try it.” She left the room as he installed the access panel back on the dryer and when she walked back in he pushed the start button. “Ok, we’ll let it run through a cycle and see if that takes care of the problem.”
“Ok,” said Tracey, “come here and you can have that coffee now.”
