Lining Demon

"Hello? Are you here Liam?"

"I'm in your bedroom Izzy." Liam shouted back down to her.

"Ohhhh, you didn't waste your time!" She replied.

Liam rolled his eyes, he heard her heeled shoes clump on the stairs as she ascended. Before getting to her room he shouted. "Now be prepared. It is not looking pretty at the moment, but I promise you..."

"Oh!" Izzy stood in the doorway, with her mouth open.

"I will put everything back and clean up after me." Liam finished. He followed her eyes as they took in the fact that he had moved the bed. She flushed immediately. The exposed portion of her upper chest and cleavage also heavily coloured.

"Oh," she said again. I...I..didn't realise you would have to move the bed... and take up the flooring?"

"Sorry, perhaps I should have waited, or maybe have let you know what I was going to be doing. But I don't have your phone number, and I wasn't aware that you were going to be home early?"

"Don't be silly." Izzy started to recover some of her composure. "As I said yesterday, I trust you implicitly to do what needs to be done. I popped back to make sure you were ok and to make you some lunch. Let me go and grab a coffee for us, and you can tell me what you have found. Would you like something to get your teeth into...and maybe something to eat too?" She smiled innocently at Liam.

"Just the coffee would be fine, thank you Izzy. I drink protein shakes for breakfast and lunch so that I have plenty of energy for the gym, as I am down their most evenings during the week."

"Oh, you 'work out' too. That would explain a lot. Now, how do you have your coffee."

"Just black please."

"Sure thing. I will be back in a jiffy."

Liam watched her leave and turned back to what he was doing. By one of the cables was a dead mouse. It had obviously chewed through the cables and managed to touch the live and neutral together, resulting in its own execution. The cables were still touching, hence causing the 'short'. He pulled the mouse to one side and inspected the rest of the cable for any evidence of chewing. There was a couple of other places where one or more of the inner cables had been exposed. It would be prudent to replace this whole run.

"So," Izzy said returning to the room with two mugs of coffee and a sandwich for herself. "What have you discov...ered. Ohh Liam. I had no idea you would get this messy. I'm so sorry, I should have called in a professional after all."

"Hey, don't worry about it. I get dirty all the time; it is no problem."

"You really are terribly sweet." Izzy raised her leg up behind her, and sat upon the bed so that one leg draped to the floor, the other was trapped beneath her. On that leg, she pulled off her black high-heeled shoe and rubbed her toes as she spoke. "So, have you spotted it?" She asked rather suggestively.

Liam, forgetting that he still had the head-torch on, could not help himself from looking up Izzy's skirt. She had positioned herself perfectly in front of him. It was almost an instinctive thing to do, a uniquely male thing, a thing that probably harked back to his school days, when as a naughty school boy he had attempted to look up the skirt of one of his attractive school teachers. His head-torch and his positioning on the floor, along with the way Izzy was sitting, gave him full access along that beautifully dressed pathway to Izzy's 'enclosure.' What he had assumed to be black tights when he saw her at first, were in fact stockings. His light exposed the dark filigreed, elasticated banding at the top, and her tanned thighs above. He could see her black lacey knickers and could even make out the folds of her vaginal lips beneath. 'Oh, he'd spotted it all right!

'

What he hadn't taken into account, was that the torch shining up Izzy's skirt, not only gave him a great view of her intimate parts, it also gave her a very good idea where he was looking. She coughed to grab his attention, smiling knowingly to herself and staring directly at Liam. She had finally lured him into looking at her as something other than a neighbour, something other than a friend of his mother's, something other than an older woman. He now looked at her with lust in his eyes, and if she wasn't mistaken, possibly that was a stirring in his loins too. Izzy was very pleased with herself.

Liam quickly turned off the torch and rather sheepishly looked up at Izzy's face. But not before he had taken in her very full white blouse and had noted, that a couple of extra buttons had been undone since she last stood in the doorway, her thrusting, deeply curvaceous cleavage, was far more visible. Her long, loose hair, which fell about her shoulders, glowed in the sunlight that streamed into the room behind her. Liam needed no further convincing that Izzy was indeed, an extremely attractive woman. A woman that knew how to dress in a way that would not fail to impress and arouse. Indeed, his cock had certainly started to stir. He was thankful that his overalls would cover everything?

"Did you find anything?" Izzy repeated, making no attempt to withdraw Liam's 'treat'. In fact, she opened her legs a little further to allow him an even better view, knowing now that her panties were probably getting wet as her own excitement began to increase. It had been many a long while, since an attractive man had peered up her skirt.

"Er...ummm...well...yes." Liam watched her slowly move open her thighs, he was entranced and found it difficult to concentrate on anything else. His eyes appeared to be locked to the lengths of her inner thighs, to the stocking tops and black panties beyond. "I found a few things that had been hiding under your floor boards. There were a couple of access holes for mice, which had allowed them to run about upon your ceilings. You probably heard them yes? They..." He paused, 'is that a wet patch on her knickers?'...he couldn't think straight, "Errr, sorry, where was I?"

"Is something bothering you Liam?" Izzy's smile was one of pure satisfaction, almost gluttony.

"Yes, er no...that is..." He resumed where he left off, tearing his eyes away from her 'honey trap', a dripping one at that. "They, that is the mice had been nibbling at your cables and one unfortunate had bitten entirely through the insulation and electrocuted himself, thereby causing your wiring issue. I've already filled the holes, but that leaves you with a couple of options. I could insert a junction box, which will repair the exposed wiring, though there are some more places where mice have exposed the inner cables. Or and this is my favoured option, I could replace the wire in the run. But that would take longer and I would need to go and get some wire as I don't think I have enough 2.5mm cable at home. So this option would probably cost more too. Your choice really?"

"Ummm," Izzy said, licking upon her fingers as she finished her sandwich. "I like the idea of you 'inserting a junction box' for me. But then, a 'longer, slower job', gets me every time. As I am not bothered by the cost. I think I would like you to do whatever you feel the need to do."

'My God,' he thought, 'this woman can make anything sound dirty!' But he replied, "Thinking about it, I might have the right length for you back home. I need to check on something anyway, so I'll go and have a look."

"Sure thing," Izzy responded, "I haven't had the right length for some time, so I hope you are able to find it." It was her turn to stare at the other persons groin area. She wondered whether her panties were now giving away her current state of arousal, she knew that her vaginal petals had started to bloom, and knew that she was getting wetter by the minute. 'But had he noticed?' She questioned herself.

Liam stood in a kind of stoop. He knew if he stood up straight, then he would have given the game away, or rather his large erection would have. So, grabbing his circuit tester to distract Izzy's undressing eyes, he left; saying over his shoulder, "I'll be about twenty minutes."

"OK, Liam, though I may have gone back to work when you get back." Izzy waited until she heard him close the back door, then looked under the bed. She couldn't be sure, but felt that her 'toy' had definitely been moved. He must have seen it anyway as he was sitting on the floor. "Oh my God." She said to herself, picking up the imitation cock and taking it to her wardrobe to hide it. She flushed again in embarrassment, knowing that he had seen what she used as a masturbational aid; what she used to get off on. But her thoughts immediately turned to 'I wonder what he thought of when he found it? Did he visualise me riding on it to orgasm, did he think of me upon my back pushing the length into me?' "God that young man is making me soooo wet!" She pulled up her skirt and put a finger to her panties. It confirmed what she already knew to be true. Her panties were sopping wet. She would enjoy being at work this afternoon knowing the state her panties were in.

Liam let himself back into his house. He quietly climbed the stairs, just in case his mother was still asleep. She wasn't. As he stuck his head round her door, he could see her panties, bra and stockings in a little pile on the floor, and could hear the shower running in her en-suite. She was freshening up. So, Liam went back down the stairs and put the kettle on to make her a coffee. As the water boiled, he popped into the garage to see if he could find some wire to suit the repair. He guessed that he needed about 3 metres. Moving a few bits about on the shelf of his workbench, he found a coil of wire of the correct diameter, he measured it out using his arms as a gauge. "That'll do."

Back in the house, he put some bread in the toaster and got out some honey. He knew it was a good cure for a hang-over. He also prepared a glass of water and some freshly squeezed orange juice; finishing it all off with a cup of coffee. He set them all out on the kitchen bar area with the toast, just as Charlotte came into the kitchen.

"Hello sleepy-head." He said, mimicking the many times she had said it to him when he was a child. "And did we have a good sleep then?" He pretended to look at an imaginary watch on his wrist.

"OK, OK!" Charlotte's voice was a little gravely. "So, I had a little too much to drink last night and I slept in this morning. Mums, especially this one, deserve a lay-in every now and then. But somehow, I seem to have slept in my underwear. Not quite sure what I did there?"

"Well, I can help you with that. I took you upstairs to bed, and left you there. When I popped back downstairs, Izzy knocked on the door. She was standing there all wet and soapy. Her power went out whilst she was having a shower."

"Wait! She was standing there naked! I'll have to have a word..."

"No." Liam interrupted her, "Of course she wasn't. She had on a silk dressing gown. Anyway, I went round there to help her out..."

"Out of her silk dressing gown knowing Izzy." Charlotte laughed at her own joke, then held her head as she drank the water before her.

"Do you want me to finish or not?"

"Is that what you said to her?"

"MOTHER!"

"Hey I'm only playing with you." She spluttered into her water. "She probably said that too, right?"

Liam glowered at his mother and continued on. "Ok, I have to admit that I did think there was an ulterior motive when I first opened the door. But when I investigated the electrics, there was a problem with the ground ring-main in the utility room. Anyway, I isolated the problem so she could continue with her shower and came back here. Long story short, was that I then checked that you had gone to bed, and found you crashed out on top, just as I had left you. So, it was me that took off your skirt and blouse. I would have taken off your stockings too, but felt that I would have woken you up. I then put you to bed. And I've been at Izzy's all morning working on her wiring. Before you say anything, I've been alone, as she was at work. Though she has just come home now for a bite to eat."

"I'll bet!" His mother mumbled. "Ahh." She said suddenly remembering something. "But I had this strange dream, least I think it was a dream. It was about embracing you. And for some reason I found it to be very enjoyable, more so than normal of course. But can't remember why...?"

"Well as it happens, you did grab me about the neck, which made me over-balance and I fell on top of you. You thanked me for putting you to bed and said to me that I should cuddle you more often." He left out the bit about his enormous erection at the time. But his mother smiled a knowing smile.

"Ohhh yes, I remember now why I said that. Wasn't it because you had an..."

"Well I have to be nipping back to Izzy's." He said before she could finish what she was about to say. I only wanted to check that you were ok, and to pick up some wire. I shouldn't be too long finishing off the job." He walked towards her, stopping to kiss her on the forehead before leaving.