The day started like any other day. I sent David off to work with his morning piece of tail. As he walked out the door, I remembered the dinner party we were giving that evening and made sure he understood he could not be late getting home.
"Yeah, sure honey, I will be on time," he said smiling and giving me a pat on the ass, he walked out the door.
"Well just see that you remember," I yelled at him from the porch as he climbed into the car. "It is important that you are here and on time!"
He never put much stock in dinner parties where clients are involved. "They either take your service or they don't, " he once told me. "No fuckin' dinner is gonna change that." Well all I wanted to do was give them a good dinner and hope that for once he was wrong and that this party would help his career along some.
I went through the entire house; dusting here, straightening there, making certain all was in good order for the evening. With everything but the food finished I took a nice leisurely shower. Drying off I threw on a light robe and went down stairs to have another cup of coffee and relax before I had to begin the preparations for dinner.
Going through the living room, I turned on the stereo but got no sound at all. "Oh God! Now what?" I said out loud looking down at the outlet to check the plug. It was plugged in. "This is all I need."
I pushed the button again: still nothing. Picking up the phone, I called the local repair shop. The girl that answered said she could have someone look at it around two o'clock and that was the earliest. She took my name, address and phone number saying that Carl would be at the house at or before two o'clock to check out the system. Thanking her, I hung up and went into the kitchen for that cup of coffee and some quiet time.
I poured my coffee and slid onto a stool at the counter. Picking up the paper, I glanced at the front page. I didn't see anything I hadn't heard on the Nightly News so I watched the cars passing by on the street beside the house. The neighbor's cat, Grey Boy, was stalking a bird under the mimosa tree in the yard and I suppose that I got lost in thought because I suddenly looked up at the clock and it was nearly two o'clock and I still was not dressed. Sliding off the stool, I put the cup into the sink, tossed the paper into the trashcan as I passed it, and went up the back stairs to get dressed.
No sooner, than I had walked into my room the doorbell rang. I grabbed some shorts and a tank top out of the drawer and slipping them on I hurried to answer it. It was Carl right on time.
"Come on in the system is in here," I announced to him as I stepped back allowing him to enter the hallway.
I led him into the living room and stopping at the stereo system, I explained what the problem was and left him there while I went to answer the phone that by now was ringing off the hook in the dining room.
It was a wrong number. As I sat there, I watched Carl working with his gauges and meters. I thought about how nice looking he was. He had dark brown hair and green eyes. Well built with a good tan I found myself imagining what it would be like to have sex with him. My nipples began to harden. "Oh," I suddenly gasped. He looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back.
"Have you found the problem?" I asked.
"Yes the switch is worn but I have the part with me," he answered smiling all the while.
"Would you care for some tea?"
"Yes, that would be nice, thanks," he said.
I pushed through the door to the kitchen. Getting the glasses, I filled them with ice and poured our tea. Before taking them back to the front room, I peeked through the door and watched him. Finishing his work, he reached up and turned the system on. It began playing the piano music that I had last listened to; he left it there. He adjusted all the slides so that it sounded like you were in the concert hall listening to the real thing.
My heart pounded as I backed into the door shoving it open with my bottom. With no panties on, I knew that the cheeks of my ass were visible and from where he was on the floor, he could see that and more.
I sat the glasses on the dining room table just as he stood up. I noticed little beads of sweat on his forehead. He smiled again and I handed him the glass of cold tea. His hand touching mine sent a charge through me and I felt the goose bumps popping up all over my body.