the contractors fantasy closed for smallncute

OOC: 40, 5’10” 185# sandy blond with just a hint of grey at the temples
Sparkling blue eyes excellent physical condition

IC: Tom had been a contractor for many years working on all sorts of remodels from the simple kitchen redo to the more elaborate master suite make over. He had an impressive list of clients and got his work mostly from word of mouth as his reputation was well known throughout the suburbs of London. On occasion he had even ventured to the heart of the city in some of the oldest and most revered buildings where many of the most wealthy and influential resided.

His wife of 15 years had passed away 5 years earlier from a motor car accident. Their daughter now just turning 21 was off to the university and no longer living at home. Living out in the country just north and west of the city in a large old manor house was quite lonely. Tom had very little opportunity to meet single women through his work.

His work involved meeting with prospective clients in their home to go over specific plans and ideas for the project that they may have in mind. Often times it was necessary to do some preliminary drawings after the initial meeting then schedule a follow up meeting to finalize the total scope of the project. More often than not Tom would meet with couples but from time to time his meeting would be with just the wife or husband. For the longest time he had fantasized about meeting with a sexy woman to discuss her remodel ideas and she then goes about an elaborate seduction.

One evening after finishing up some paper work with nothing else to do and out of sheer boredom Tom started surfing around the internet looking at various sites when he came across a very unusual internet advertisement. It read: I'm Miranda and I am 21 and a student. To help pay my way through university, and to satisfy my quest for unusual sexual situations, I have decided to become an escort, but no ordinary escort. I may be young, but I am experienced and rather mature for my age. To see how popular I am please read my review pages...

As I mentioned, I am no ordinary escort. If you wish to see me for an hour's casual fuck then I am definitely not the person for you. But if you have a fantasy that you wish to explore then please read on.

It was the last sentence that really caught his attention, the part about having a fantasy to explore. Tom read further and got to her description. If he didn’t know any better she was describing his daughter to a T with the exception that his daughter had blue eyes like his. This woman sounded like she would go all out to make a fantasy come to life.

Reading further down he got to the part about fees and found them to be fairly reasonable if she were truly able to make a fantasy come to life. Tom read through the advertisement again and then finally came to the conclusion that he was going to give this a try. So sitting up straight in his chair if front the computer tking a deep breath he started to write an email.

Miranda, I have to say that I came across your advertisement on the internet and was greatly intrigued. My name is Tom Tallifar and I am a remodeling contractor working throughout the suburbs of London. I have a particular fantasy that I would be interested in visiting with you about. My time frame is completely flexible and your fee schedule appears to be quite reasonable. I will await your return email so that I might give you the information that you would desire.
Tom

Taking another deep breath he hit the send key and just like that his email was racing through space to a young woman that called herself Miranda. Then suddenly Tom was panicked what if this Miranda was his own daughter. The age and description, paying her way to the university, his daughter was even living in the same postal code. The odds didn’t favor this outcome but he just couldn’t shake the feeling. Even if she wasn't his daughter there was always the possiblity that she would know her.

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Hi Tom,

Thank you for contacting me regarding your fantasy...

I have a particular fantasy that I would be interested in visiting with you about.


As you suggest, my speciality is to help make fantasies come to life.

To make them come to life,I need details.

The greater the detail, the more realistic it can be, if I accept your assignment.

Regards

Miranda

It wasn’t long before Tom noticed that he had an email response from the one he had sent just a short time ago. He heart started to beat faster as he clicked to open it and see what she had to say. She asked for details about his fantasy saying that the greater the details the more realistic the outcome if she were to accept his assignment.

Well so far so good. He couldn’t imagine that if this had actually been his daughter using a pseudonym that she would have responded so. He sat there thinking about how he should go about telling her about his fantasy. It had played out in his head so very many times and each time the seduction took on different looks. Taking a deep breath he started to type his response.

Hello Miranda,

Thank you for such a prompt response. I didn’t quite know how long it would take to hear from you. I guess I should start out with a little bit about me. I’m 40 5’10” with sandy blond hair and blue eyes. I’m in pretty good shape but I don’t work out at the gym every day. I’m a widower my wife passed 5 years ago. I’m a remodeling contractor in the area. I do work from the smallest kitchen upgrade to the major master suite redo. I have a daughter your age going to the university and by your description you could be sisters. Her name is Allie and if you happen to know her from school you don’t necessarily have to tell her that I have contacted you.

My fantasy is to be visiting a new potential client for some kind of remodel job. What kind is really not that important. In my fantasy I get to the house and am met by a very beautiful woman dressed some what provocatively but not over the top. During the subsequent visit she very slowly seduces me by at first being just flirty then becoming more obvious as the visit goes on. I really don’t know how much more detail you would like but if you let me know I would be glad to fill in more detail as you desire.

I hope to hear from you soon and also hope that you will accept this assignment. Have a great day.

Sincerely

Tom

And Miranda's reply...

Hi Tom,

Thank you for your email further explaining you fantasy. I think it is a fantasy I could assist with.

When would you be wanting to meet up, and for how long. My minimum fee would be for this scenario of £425 - an hours 'flirting time of £50 followed by two hours at £175.

How would this sound?

I ave plenty of attire that is both mainstream yet has a provocative edge to it.

I also have an idea on how I will seduce you but to keep the fantasy as real as possible I shall keep it a secret.

However, if we go along that I have asked you to re-model my existing bathroom, removing the old bath and turn the area into a wet room with a power shower and body jets.

I can send you some photos to allow you top produce a list of works, parts plans etc for us to discus, if that helps, for your 'second' visit and when the seduction will begin.

How does this sound

Miranda

The next day before heading out to work Tom opened his email and found another post from Miranda. Just upon seeing her name his heart started to race. He started to wonder if she would accept or reject his fantasy. Quickly he clicked to open.

A big smile crossed his face as he learned in the first sentence that she thought that this was a fantasy that she could help him with. Then he read about her question as to when and how long to meet up. Tom stopped to think about this one and decided that he ought to start typing his reply so he clicked on reply and started to type.

Good morning Miranda,

I’m so glad that you would be able to help me with my fantasy. You can’t imagine how often this fantasy works into my head. As for when, I am totally flexible. If you wanted to do this on a Sunday that would be fine or any evening as long as I knew in advance and didn’t schedule a conflicting appointment. As far as the time goes well I will leave that completely up to you.

Your plans for how you intend to carry out this fantasy will dictated the necessary time. I would not object to a second or even third appointment as that is not out of a normal procedure in my line of work. I notice in your web advertisement when discussing fees that you mention the possibility of a date concluding at breakfast. I would not object if this happened to fit into your scheme. If you tell me the night before our first meeting what my fee will be I will have the cash in an envelope as you describe.

For my part, I am prepared to discuss most any kind of work that you could imagine. Over the years I have done almost anything you could imagine to a kitchen, bath or even a complete master suite. I carry a portfolio with me of photographs of different jobs that I have completed that offer ideas of what a client might possibly be interested in. On the first visit if there are to be more than one I would typically take measurements, discuss the overall scope of the work and go over any particular features that the client is interested in. The second visit I would have preliminary drawings and catalogs showing the important fixtures that had been discussed. Appointments often run into several hours. As I tell my clients it is your money you are spending so you must take all the time you need to be sure the project is exactly what you have in mind.

I wait anxiously for your return email.

Tom

He clicked on send and the email was off. Tom sat back in his chair and started to wonder just what has he gotten himself into.

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Miranda was busy that day, and didn't get home till later in the early evening, and so was close to 9pm before she opened her escorting email address, and saw a reply from Tom.

She read it several times before she wrote her reply.

Hi Tom.

Than you for getting back to me again.

I am free any night of the week beginning May 7th. I am happy to have an over nighter all just 2 or three hours intimacy time. However, most first times with a new client are for a couple of hours - incase there isnt the chemistry between us. Whilst I am good, even I cannot fake an attraction for 12 hours; if that makes sense?


I have a plan for how I will seduce you, and whilst it may appear a tad unorthodox, I suspect you will enjoy the idea. As such, the scenario will need to start with your second visit. As I offered earlier, I have enclosed photos of the bathroom for you to 'prepare' a quote' including details of expenditure on fittings etc as well as your labour costs as well as reviewing again your bathroom portfolio.

It will be during the resulting discussion that your seduction will start to take place.

How does that sound?

Miranda

Tom checked his mail after dinner and still had nothing back from Miranda so he decided to wait till the next morning to check again. The next morning as he was sitting at his computer eating a bowl of cereal he opened his email and found her reply. Clicking on the subject line the email jumped on to the screen and he read what she had written with interest.

He frowned when he read the part about chemistry between them. This was something that he hadn’t really thought about but truth of the matter is that sometimes there is no chemistry between two people. If this were the case he could definitely see how it would make her job much more difficult. All he could do was hope that when they did eventually meet that there would be enough chemistry to make the fantasy come to life.

Tom started to think about what she had said about the seduction taking place on the second visit and wondering how this would work for the first visit knowing what wasn’t going to happen. He decided that he would treat this just like any other first meeting and be his normal friendly flirty self when ever he was meeting with just a woman and not a husband too.

With much anticipation Tom hit the reply tab and started to write:

Hello Miranda,

With all the information you have provided I will be able to start putting together a proposal and information realative to your project. This should streamline the time necessary for my first visit to your home. For that appointment I am available any night as I have yet to schedule any appointments for that week. If you will give me the date, time and your address I will be there to discuss the details of your bathroom remodel and we can answer any questions you might have from the preliminary proposal. Thank you for considering Tallifar Construction and I hope you will be pleased with the proposal that you will get for the renovation of your bathroom.

Warmest regards,

Tom

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Hi Tom,

How about next Thursday 10th May at 6pm.

Are you still looking to have the over night experience?

Please confirm that next Thursday is suitable for you, and I will send you my address when you send the confirmatory test before 10 am on the Thursday 10th.

hope this is in order

Ms M

Tom opened the latest email from Miranda and read with interest the words on the screen. The die was cast there was now a time and a date for the fulfillment of his favorite fantasy. His heart started to race as he tried to imagine what she looked like and what she had in mind. He hit the reply key tab and started to type.

Hello Miranda,

The 10th at 6 PM would be fine. I would definitely not be opposed to an overnight experience but I would leave that up to your discretion. I look forward to receiving your address and then ultimately meeting you.

Warm regards,

Tom

The email was sent. Now it was a matter of waiting for the day to arrive. The anticipation was almost more than he could stand

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The following week was the normal for Miranda, mostly concentrating on her research, but of course all work and no play equates to a dull life, so she had met a few friends after work one evening.

But Thursday soon arrived, and it wasn't long before she received the confirmatory text from her client...

"Still on for this evening @1800"

Miranda quickly replied.

""Flat 6 School Yard Court, The Bourne Southgate N14"

The afternoon soon arrived as Miranda left work an hour or so earlier than usual to head home and prepare herself for her client. She scrolled through the email conversation the previous night to confirm what attire if any he requested.

"Provocative" was the term he used....

She arrived home and showered, before dressing. Whilst Miranda often went braless, she chose to wear a bright red bra with embroidered shoulder straps and a tight fitting cotton/lycra camisole; before choosing a blue plunging neckline tightish cardigan, the neckline exposing both the camisole as well as the straps which reached down to just beyond her waistline. She also wore a pair of black leggings, and to complete the outfit a pair of knee high light tan boots which contrasted nicely against the black of her leggings. Her hair was in a simple pony tail. This was the sort of attire she has been to work in as well as out socially.

And she waited for the door bell; reading soem research papers from her tablet.

The days just seemed to drag on so very slowly. At times it was hard for Tom to concentrate on his work as his mind drifted off to thoughts of his appointment with Miranda. He was trying to treat this appointment like any other going prepared with his case full of samples and catalog cuts of various plumbing fixtures that he thought she might be interested in.

Finally Thursday arrived and he sent his confirming text to Miranda, “Still on for this evening at 1800.” Very shortly she returned with a text giving him her address. Tom was familiar with the area thinking that he had done some work not to far from where she lived. It was a very nice neighborhood and the flats were all kept up really well.

That afternoon Tom left the office early to get home and prepare for his appointment. There wasn’t a whole lot that he had to do. He had gotten a hair cut two days before so all he had to do was shave, shower and get dressed. Normally he would shave in the morning but today he wanted his face to be smooth shaven without the five o’clock shadow. Once home he stripped off his dirty work clothes and stood in front of the mirror lathering up his shave brush ready to get started.

With shaving complete he stepped in the shower and ran the water hot. Nothing was more relaxing than a hot steamy shower. In his oversized shower he had shower heads on three sides to give an extraordinary shower experience. Once clean and shampooed, Tom stood under the streams of water becoming as relaxed as was possible with the thought of his appointment coming up in just a little while. Out of the shower he towel dried his hair and body then put on his deodorant. Almost as an after thought he splashed on just a hint of some masculine cologne that he hadn’t used for a long time.

Running a brush through his hair was all it took and he was ready to get dressed. Generally Tom didn’t put a whole lot of thought into what he wore but tonight would be different. He pulled out a tan button up shirt with the company name and logo embroidered in red on the left side and “Tom” embroidered on the right side. Then he put on a pair of slightly faded blue jeans. Since it was warm out he left off the socks and put on a pair of tan loafers.

The time for his appointment was approaching so he got his tape measure and calculator with his clip board and sample case loaded up and headed into town. Her flat wasn’t hard to find and he found a place to park not too far away. Carrying his gear with him he got to her door and pushed the door bell.

Miranda answered the door wearing a blue sweater with a plunging neckline that revealed what Tom would call undergarments but not really knowing. Her legs were encased in black leggings with knee high leather boots. All in all she looked quite nice. The curves of her figure were very nicely displayed the way the fabric of her clothed clung to her body. With a smile on his face he extended his hand saying, “Good evening Miranda, I am Tom Tallifar it is a pleasure meeting you.”

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“Good evening Miranda, I am Tom Tallifar it is a pleasure meeting you.”

Miranda smiled as she saw her client as she opened the door. She was aware as is often the case of the client giving her a 'once over' in the flesh despite having seen her photos.

But many escorts do over use photoshop...

"Welcome back Tom," Miranda replied as she invited her client in. It seems he has forgotten the scenario they agreed on that this would be his 'second' visit.

"I am quite excited, intrigued to see your design suggestions Tom, would you like a cup of tea/coffee first, or would you want to see the room in question to refresh your memory before we sit down and discuss your options and quote?"

Miranda's flat was in an old Victorian school converted into flats. Truth be told there is no way she could afford to live in that flat alone as a student, other than a mixture of family circumstances and her 'alternative' career.

Her parents had paid the deposit for the flat, and an uncle who is a solicitor did all the 'legal' aspects for a combined Christmas/birthday present for her.

The rooms still had the old Victorian Arch windows which let in plenty of light. The bedroom was on a mezzanine floor above the kitchen area connected by an iron spiral staircase. The bathroom was on the lower floor and had a bath.

Miranda had often thought about replacing the bath with a wet room, and a shower unit with body jets.

Miranda loved sex in the shower, but wasn't sure if the water pressure would cope.

She met Tom's glance and smiled softly..

"well?"

Tom tried hard not to stare too much but he was extremely pleased with what he saw. She was much more beautiful in the flesh rather than the pictures that she had furnished. Miranda was exactly the same size and shape as his own daughter. Even her hair color and length was the same. Not knowing exactly what was going to take place Tom opted for the cup of coffee before jumping right into the business aspect of the appointment. With a smile he said, “I would love a cup of coffee, black, no cream or sugar for me.”

Tom set his notebook with his tape measure on the table and his sample case on the floor. Waiting for her to pour a cup of coffee he looked around the interior of her flat noticing the older Victorian style of stone arched window and the hardwood floors. “You have a lovely place here this building appears to have been converted from its original use. I’m not familiar with this area to know just what this building used to be.”

When Miranda brought the coffee to the table they sat down. Tom blew across the top of the mug to cool the coffee before taking a sip. “Hmm that is good coffee. You know I never have acquired a taste for tea unless it is iced down. Does that make me a terrible Englishman?” Tom continued to sip oh his coffee as he starred into her soft brown eyes.

Setting his cup down he turned in his chair to face her, “I know that you are interested in remodeling your bathroom. I have so many ideas that make for a wonderful use of space. My own shower at home is oversized and has shower heads on three sides making for an incredible experience while getting clean. It is big enough for more than one to shower at a time.” He blushed at the mention of sharing a shower then continued, “I just remember a sign as a young boy that said save water shower with a friend. Would you rather shower alone or do you like the shared shower experience?”

Tom hoped he wasn’t being too forward but this was just his style, being somewhat flirty during an appointment with a female client. “There are so many different fixtures now a days to make bathing or showering so much more enjoyable. There are hand held fixtures on a flexible hose; you can get actual jets mounted in a tub or shower for an exhilarating feel. I’ve even seen shower heads mounted on the ceiling to let the water cascade straight down over you. I would like to hear your thoughts on anything in particular that you are interested in. If not getting too personal, if I knew how you enjoyed your bathing experience I could suggest different fixtures for you.”

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“I would love a cup of coffee, black, no cream or sugar for me.”


"Of course, one coming up. Please take a seat and I will be with you in a moment"

Miranda saw his glances at her, obviously her outfit was having it's desired effect on her client. She proceeded to get a caffitiere out of the cupboard and proceeded to make enough coffee for two, as she watched her client, her 'builder' look around the flat.

“You have a lovely place here this building appears to have been converted from its original use. I’m not familiar with this area to know just what this building used to be.”

"Yes it used to be a primary school in Victorian times, before being converted about ten years ago. I'm the second occupant since it's conversion. A lovely place though can be a tad cold in the winter but other than that it is a lovely place."

Miranda finished making the coffees and returned to the living area and sat down, placing the coffees, both black on the table. Tom had now opened up his laptop and had started the CAD program that he used. Obviously the measurements Miranda had sent him were suitable for him to generate a 3-D model of the room, together with his ideas.

“I just remember a sign as a young boy that said save water shower with a friend. Would you rather shower alone or do you like the shared shower experience?”


"Well yes I do enjoy an occasional bath but I mostly shower. And so I am intrigued with the idea of removing the bath and converting it into a luxury shower area, Who can beat sex under running water?" Miranda winked bas she finished, seeing tom Blush slightly as Miranda returned his boldness with her own.

"The only Concern I have is whether the water supply and combi-boiler could supply the water pressure... I had wondered if it would be possible to have the main shower fed by a power shower, and the body jets from the combi-boiler? Or is the mains pressure entering the flat not powerful enough?"

Miranda had thought of this on and off for a while, and so now she decided was the time to use her client's experience to get some answers, and to make the role play more genuine.

She looked at Tom, and wondered whether she could do for real, what she was going to pose as part of the role play. If she were, would he accept?

Tom answered Miranda's questions as much as he could as they sipped their coffees, and soon Tom was showing Miranda some of the ideas he had on his CAD software, Miranda having moved close er to him, sitting next to him. Intentionally, Miranda had placed her legging clad calf against his leg, the appearance was that it was un-intentional, accidental but it had it's desired effect, making hum stumble with his words briefly.

“There are so many different fixtures now a days to make bathing or showering so much more enjoyable. There are hand held fixtures on a flexible hose; you can get actual jets mounted in a tub or shower for an exhilarating feel. I’ve even seen shower heads mounted on the ceiling to let the water cascade straight down over you. I would like to hear your thoughts on anything in particular that you are interested in. If not getting too personal, if I knew how you enjoyed your bathing experience I could suggest different fixtures for you.”


"Yes as I mentioned earlier, A separate Shower head and body jets sounds like fun, as long as I can turn of the body jets when I do not want the total shower experience.. and save my hot water heating costs!"

Amongst Tom's paper work Miranda saw a quote that he had obviously pre-pared, as well as a sealed white envelope, with her name on the front.

Miranda wondered how soon she would be presented with her fee.

Miranda sat next to him as he showed her the 3-D images on his laptop of the bathroom that he had designed for her. It wasn’t long before she moved closer where a knee high boot and her legging clad thigh came to rest against his leg. With this surely accidental physical contact Tom lost his concentration on what he was saying and stuttered a bit.

Tom had put the cash for her fee, including the amount for an overnight stay just in case, in a plane envelope with her name on it. Not knowing exactly how he was suppose to make the payment within the scope of this fantasy role play he laid it on the table and pushed it over where it rested in front of her.

“As you can see this shower unit that I have included in my proposal is oversized and of a very nice size for two people. Now if you might require more space for more than two there are other units available. However, I’m not sure you have the physical space for the larger unit.” Tom smiled and winked at her blushing just slightly as he discussed her habits of taking a shower.

Miranda had lots of questions mainly pertaining to her plumbing and water heater and the adequacy of both for the project that she was considering. He tried to address those issues by trying not to be too technical, “First you have adequate water pressure for the unit that I have proposed. The water from the body jets goes through a self contained pump to get the desired effect. They can be switched separate from the shower and only used when you are in the mood for the total shower experience. This unit also has an auxiliary water heater to boast the capacity of your existing water heater. This is a very good feature as you would hate to be in the middle of enjoying a shower with a friend and have the water go cold on you. That in and of itself might really kill the mood.”

As they talked and looked at the screen Tom had a problem figuring out where to put his left hand as she was sitting so close to him. Finally he just casually let it rest on her black leggings below where her long sweater had pulled up very high on her leg. He so desperately wanted to caress her leg but his fingers were frozen in place afraid to venture further with possibly unwanted physical contact.

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As Tom discretely pushed the envelope over, Miranda took the envelope and held it in her hand feeling the bulk of cash inside.

As Tom tinkered with the software, she took a peep inside and saw the cash, a collection of £20 notes and smiled to herself, and placed the envelope down to her side. She will check the cash later but her sixth sense suggested it was about right.

She returned her concentration to the software as Tom tinkered with the settings..

"Well I'm glad that my water pressure will serve the both the shower unit and the body jets. What sort of costings are we looking at, both for the fittings and the labour Tom?"

As Tom placed his hand on her thigh, she realised maybe she was too close, and chose to ignore it, though normally she would have done something untoward him in any other circumstance.

Sitting this close to his potential client Tom could just catch a whiff of the light perfume that she was wearing. It was next to impossible not to stare at her ample cleavage watching the rise and fall of her breasts with ever breath that she took. It took all of his will power to keep his fingers from sliding down between her legs caressing her thighs. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

Given the current situation his cock began to thicken causing a slight discomfort in his crotch. Some how he was going to have to figure out a way to discreetly adjust himself. “I have figured this work to be at around 12,500 pounds. I will be able to finalize this number once I get a final look at the bathroom and get your input as to the finish details. We haven’t talked about whether you are interested in tile or linoleum on the floor. We might need to go and look at the bathroom space as we discuss the final details.”

If they could get up and walk this would give him the opportunity to adjust his budding erection and ease the discomfort that he was experiencing. Tom always got off on going into a female clients bedroom and bath during preconstruction visits. Often times just looking around he was able to get a sense of the woman, her private self. On more than one occasion he had run across vibrators and dildos left in plain sight often to the client’s embarrassment. Tom left his hand resting on her thigh waiting for her to make a move to get up.

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“I have figured this work to be at around 12,500 pounds. I will be able to finalize this number once I get a final look at the bathroom and get your input as to the finish details."

"And what is the approximate break down between labour and fixtures please Tom?"

Miranda stood and straighten her cardigan before facing her 'builder' "Would you like to see the bathroom again now Tom?"

She met his gaze as he looked her over again, and smiled softly unfastening a button or two on her cardigan.

She stood and said, “Would you like to see the bathroom again now Tom?” As he got up making the necessary adjustments in his pants for his growing erection his eyes met hers, she gave him a sweet smile as she causally unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her cardigan. “Yes that would be great to see your bathroom again to refresh my memory as to how everything is laid out. The fixtures would run approximately 40%, the labor 40% and the remaining misc. expenses. When you get into bath fixtures like these they tend to get a bit pricy. Only the best plumbing supply manufacturers make these particular fixtures.”

Tom followed behind Miranda as she led him to the bathroom. He wished the cardigan she was wearing wasn’t so long as to hide her lovely ass. Regardless of the length he enjoyed watching the sway of her hips. In his mind he was wondering why she had undone a couple of buttons on her cardigan when she got up from the table. Surely she wasn’t planning on taking it off thinking that all she had under it were more on the line of undergarments.

The bathroom was not large but there was adequate amount of room for what Tom had in mind. He held out his hand and said, “Here let me help you. Step into the tub for a moment and I will describe to you how I see creating the enclosure for an incredible shower experience.” Once she was in the tub he stepped in also.

Tom began to describe his plan, “Imagine the tub we are standing in is removed and this back wall is extended and then turns to make a corner. This would make the enclosure. Notice how much more room there will be as it is just a little tight right now if the two of us were to be showering together.” He blushed a little since they were standing very close to one another actually in the tub. “There would be two shower heads on these two walls and also a hand held head that would have enough flexible hose to reach anywhere with in the new shower enclosure. The placement of the body jets would be set for your maximum pleasure as you would be the one using the shower most all the time. The positioning of the jets is extremely important for your maximum showering pleasure.”

He wondered if she understood when he said maximum showering pleasure that what he really meant to say was for ultimate sexual pleasure. It was understood in his business that the people that wanted to have the body jets installed in their shower upgrades did so generally for sexual purposes. It was hard to describe all that he wanted to without bumping into her in the limited space of the bath tub. The thought of being in the shower naked with her fueled his fantasy and aided further in the hardening of his cock. He only hoped that his condition wasn’t too noticeable to his potential client.

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Miranda led Tom to her bathroom, and listened attentively. Whislt this was a booking, the conversion was something she had thought about, and so wanted the expertese and advice that her client was offering.

"Step into the tub for a moment and I will describe to you how I see creating the enclosure for an incredible shower experience.”

Miranda took his hand and stepped into the tub as requested, thanking him and continued to listen. despite the close proximity of her client. She smelt a hint of his aftershave, realisng he had obviously washed and showered before visiting her, so many clients were not as clean as she would prefer, not necessary dirty dirty but not freshly showered as she would like.

“There would be two shower heads on these two walls and also a hand held head that would have enough flexible hose to reach anywhere with in the new shower enclosure."

"Good I do like to be able to direct my existing shower head at my more intimate parts..."

As Tom finished explaining his ideas and some of the technical aspect of needing pumps to ensure there is enough pressure for the multiple shower heads, Miranda stepped out of the bath.

"I like your plans Tom, and Id want to finish the room with warm ceramic tiles as well as floor tiles.. More Coffee?"

"Yes please"

Miranda left the room, and headed back to the sofa and Tom settled back down in-front of his lap top as Miranda went into the kitchen area to make more coffee....

The two continued to chat about the project, including Completion time, to which Tom replied 7 or 8 days though a few days will be half days as he will have to allow paint etc to dry fully...

Miranda returned with the coffees and placed Tom's next to his laptop.

Miranda sat down on the other end of the sofa facing him, her cardigan now fully open exposing her back camisole; the gentle swell of her breasts now clearly visible..

"Tom, my only concern is the cost of the labour? I am not sure I can afford the four or five grand labour costs that you implied earlier. I was thinking...?"

"Go on" was Tom's reply a look of uncertainty in his face as Miranda met his glance.

"Well I have seen your glances of appreciation Tom, as well as a hint of a partial erection. maybe we can negotiate using a mixture of cash and alternative ways of payment to cover your labour costs?"

As Miranda finished speaking she ran her bare toes over his calf ensuring Tom knew in no uncertain terms what Miranda was suggesting.

Tom was sitting at one end of the sofa working on his laptop as they continued to visit about the project with Miranda in the kitchen preparing more coffee for the two of them. When she came back she sat his cup on the side table nearest him then sat down on the opposite end of the sofa. At this point ever button on the cardigan that Miranda was wearing had been undone leaving it fully open exposing the black top that she was wearing beneath. The top was practically a second skin it was so tight and the low cut of the top revealed an ample portion of her well rounded breasts. She had also removed her boots where the leggings she was wearing came down to her ankles leaving her feet bare.

It was impossible for him not to stare. The rise and fall of her breasts with every breath she took was mesmerizing. Her leggings were so tight and without the cardigan in the way he realized that her slit was clearly outlined in what he had seen online as a camel toe. She mentioned that she wasn’t sure if she could afford the labor costs that he had mentioned earlier. It was obvious that she had something on her mind so with a look of uncertainty he said, “Go on.”

Tom blushed with she mentioned that she had noticed him checking out her body as well as his partial erection. In a very soft sexy voice she said, “maybe we can negotiate using a mixture of cash and alternative ways of payment to cover your labour costs?" At this point she stretched out her leg and let her bare toes run over his calf. There was no missing exactly what she was talking about. Never in all his years of construction had he ever had a woman hint at trading sexual favors for his labour.

Reaching out he sat the laptop on the coffee table in front the sofa then turned to face her. At this point his erection was gaining in size and his breathing rate was starting to increase. He reached out and took one of her bare feet in his hands. He let his fingers caress the smooth skin of the bottom of her foot while at the same time playing with her toes. His eyes locked on hers and he smiled knowing very well what she was referring to but wanting hear her say it out loud Tom said, “Exactly what alternate ways are you thinking about?” With the words just out of his mouth he lifted her bare foot to his lips and he kissed her big toe gently

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“Exactly what alternate ways are you thinking about?”

Miranda smiled as she stood up, letting her cardigan fall away from her shoulders and pushed the coffee table back. She stepped in front of Tom, and pushing his thighs apart, she knelt before him, running her hands over his inner thighs towards his crutch.

"You are rather handsome, even if you are old enough to be my father... you have a certain rugged weathered charm, I guess from working outside in all weathers over the years."

She leant forward and kissed his crutch, his erection obvious.

"I was thinking along the lines of reducing your labour costs by half"

With that Miranda's fingers which had been caressing his obvious erection reached for teh zipper and belt, unfastening the button, allowing the front of his jeans to open.

slowly she lent forward and kissed his cock through the cotton/lycra mix of his tight boxer shorts... before looking making eye contact a wicked smile on her lips...

"Interested?"

After asking her what she was thinking about she silently stood up letting her cardigan slip from her shoulders. Miranda knelt in front of him pushing his thighs apart as her hands ran up his thighs towards his crotch. She leaned forward and kissed the crotch of his jeans, his erection was clearly visible.

With her face tilted upward her eyes locked on to his and in a quite sexy voice she said, “I was thinking along the lines of reducing your labour costs by half.” Without taking her eyes off of his, her hands undid his belt and pulled the zipper down pulling the front of his jeans open. This time she leaned down and kissed his cock through the material of his boxer shorts.

She tilted he face upwards and once again their eyes locked. A wicked smile crossed her lips as she just barely whispered, “Interested?” By now Tom’s breathing was very rapid. He could hardly believe that this incredibly sexy woman was kneeling in front of him with his pants open and her hand gently stroking his now fully erect cock through his boxer shorts. He had a big smile on his face as he reached down and cupped her chin in hand letting his thumb gently caress her cheek. “I have a feeling that you can already tell that I am very interested.”

His mind was already reeling with the thought of how wonderful it would feel to have her lips sliding over the head of his cock. He was wondering just how far she was willing to go for the reduction of the labour for this project. Tom leaned forward with her still kneeling between his legs and he took hold of the bottom of her camisole on each side and very slowly started to pull it upward. “Do you mind? I would so very much love to see more of your sexy body.”

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“Do you mind? I would so very much love to see more of your sexy body.”

"I do mind... only when you agree to my terms Young Man..." Miranda replied playfully; teasing his hands by lightly smacking them as if he were an ruley teenager!

She then moved her hands to the waistband of his boxer shorts, abd pulled it over exposing his erection, the glans glistening with a mixture of his pre-cum and her saliva.

Keeping eye contact she proceeded to lick the tip of his glans licking his pre-cum, smiling as she licked her lips mischievously. She knew she had his total concentration, and wondered how far would he drop his labour charge. If it was low enough Miranda could actually contemplate doing the project for real!

She slowly engulfed his hardness with her lips, letting her tongue caress his glans, her lips tight against the shaft as she felt the glans press against the back of her tonsils, making Miranda having to control her gag reflex. She twisted her head slightly as she eased his cock out till her teeth was over the glans, gently nipping, before taking his hard cock inside him once more. Her fingers moved to cup his balls, and caress them, before moving on to his perineum, and then back to his balls, endeavouring to maintain eye contact always.

Slowly gently Miranda started to blow him, taking her time and using all her experience. She wondered how quick he would cum, most clients cam rather quick the first time with her; she assumed in part due to the nervousness of seeing an escort, paying for sex. He smiled as he mumbled some words, and Miranda returned the smile allowing Tom to see his cock in her lips, over her tongue before she withdrew briefly...

"Keep the labour costs to £2.5 grand Tom, and instead, every day you finish, I will ensure that you have a tremendous orgasm..... allowing you to return home with a smile on your face."

With that, Miranda took his cock inside her mouth again, using her tongue teeth lips to caress his hardness that was in her mouth. She smiled a t him, knowing she had so much power over her client now...

Miranda was not going to let him make any kind of move on her until he agreed on her terms but that wasn’t stopping her from making sure that he was hooked. She pulled the waistband of his boxers down exposing his rock hard cock. While keeping her eyes locked on his she proceeded to lick the tip of his cock. Tom groaned as her lips slowly passed over the head of his cock then wrapped tight around his shaft as she took him full into her mouth.

Tom’s breathing was now becoming very rapid as her hand moved down to cup his balls. He had never experienced a woman with such incredible oral skills. She knew exactly what she was doing all the while keeping her eyes locked on hers. With this kind of intense stimulation he knew that he wouldn’t last all that long. He was most concerned that when he shot his load and at this point it appeared that it would be down her throat the fantasy would be over and he wouldn’t get the opportunity to see her naked, to go down on her sweet pussy, to make her cum.

She withdrew his cock briefly while he was very nearly to the point where she would have sent him over the edge and with a smile she said, "Keep the labour costs to £2.5 grand Tom, and instead, every day you finish, I will ensure that you have a tremendous orgasm..... allowing you to return home with a smile on your face."

The thought of receiving a blowjob like this at the end of the day every day of a job made him shudder. In real life there was no way that he could keep his labour costs as low as she had indicated. If it were only him maybe but the bulk of his labour costs were the men that worked for him. Since this was only a fantasy Tom smiled and said, “my dear Miranda you have yourself a deal. You have shown me in just a short amount of time that your sexual skills are phenomenal and I would very much like to experience so much more with you. You have already put a smile on my face but I sure hope that it doesn’t end there.”

He was hoping that this would mean that he would get to see her unbelievable figure naked. He could tell with her tight camisole and leggings on that she had some wonderful curves to be explored.