Waiting for the electrician, or someone like him

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The morning passed lazily, as I waited. I hated taking an entire day off work, and plunked on my computer to see if any important emails were waiting for me at work.

<you have mail>

The computer screen announced. No shit, I thought, as I typed in the commands to look at it. After hitting my enter button, I skimmed the subjects. Most could wait, but I typed in "11" to read the one from my boss.

"Grace won't be in today. If you need anything, email me."

She was such a terrific boss. I emailed my thanks, and turned my attentions to my driveway. Still empty. Damn, when would that handyman show up?

Wearing casual business attire, I leaned back and started fingering myself. The short skirt rode up on my bare thighs, as I moved the crotch of my white cotton panties aside. In the thoes of my passion, I almost didn't hear the knock on my door.

"Hello? Anybody here?" I hear, as I stand upright, trying to straighten my clothes.

Opening the door, I see the most handsome man. Flustered at having to stop in mid orgasm, I stand aside and let the man in.

"Hi.....sorry, this way." I reply gruffly, as I cross the room to the hallway. Stairs going downward reveal the descent into the bowels of my basement.

The musty smells intrude on my nostrils, as I lead the man to my electrical panel. Half of my electricty is out in my house, and I know the panel is the culprit. I'd already called the electric company, and surmised the problem lay within my home.....somewhere.

"You still have fuses for half of your house." The man exclaimed.

"Yea, I know. How much to change it to all breakers?" I ask. He begins to give me all the ins and outs....can't give an exact figure until blah, blah, blah.....until I interrupt him.

"I don't care how much it costs. Rewire the whole damn house if you have to, but please tell me you can fix my problem."

"Yes ma'am, I can fix your problem." He replies. "But it might take a day or two for the whole thing."

"Where do I sign?" I reply, obviously I want to get him started.

I sign the appropriate papers authorizing him to do the work I need, and leave him to his job. He's still there when I return. I change into a babydoll nightshirt, and turn on my TV. Offering a beer to him, he sits next to me in exhaustion.
 
OOC: Can I jump in? All I need is for the water pipes to bust... WEG. Then we shall see the return of... Chris, the plumber dude! Of Big Johnson's Plumbing!!! Please oh please let the water pipes break?! So good ol Chris can ask... "Evening m'am... Did you need your pipes cleaned?!" Heheh!!!!
 
Ravenloft said:
OOC: Can I jump in? All I need is for the water pipes to bust... WEG. Then we shall see the return of... Chris, the plumber dude! Of Big Johnson's Plumbing!!! Please oh please let the water pipes break?! So good ol Chris can ask... "Evening m'am... Did you need your pipes cleaned?!" Heheh!!!!
hehe, whatever tricks your trigger! Hey Chris the plumber dude, come fix me pipes!
 
Chris (Of Big Johnson's Plumbing AND electricians):

Setting back in one of her chairs Chris looked up at the offered beer. He smiled and took it graciously with a sigh. His hair was mussed up now, heavy and stringy from sweat. He brushed it back with his free hand then opened the beer. "Thank you m'am..." He said as he tossed back on the beer. Setting it to his side he rubbed his brow. His eye's traced along her body, hidden only by her night shirt. He hid his smile as he took another swig of beer. "Thats one hell of a mess you got down stairs..." He sighed as his fingers ran along the cold sweaty surface of the beer in his hand. She could smell his sweat, it was mixed with the smell of her basement, along with several other scents she couldn't place.
 
Chris (Of Big Johnson's Plumbing AND electricians):

Ravenloft said:
"Thats one hell of a mess you got down stairs..."
"Tell me something I don't know." I replied sardonically. Leaning back on the couch, my nightshirt rode up my thighs. Some stupid commercial was blaring on the TV, so I hit the mute button and sighed. "Will television ever change?"

Parting my legs a bit, I turned to my guest. He smelled much like my basement, so I decided on a solution.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Would you like to wash my back?" I purred into his ear as I rose. Without waiting for an answer, I headed down the hall to my bathroom. Leaning over the tub, I started the water and adjusted the temperature. Slipping out of my nightshirt, I stepped into the tub, letting the shirt fall to the floor. Shampoo covered my head before I heard him.
 
Chris:

Slightly shocked by this woman's offer for him to "wash her back" Chris stood up when she was half way down the hall. He would have been right behind her but something popped into his mind. "Ya don't want to be running your fool self into something and give yourself a brain hemorage now do you Chris?" He shook his head and walked after this fine looking woman with a grin from ear to ear. He never got offers like this and damned if he was going to let his job ethics get in the way! He stood in the door frame. there she was, naked, her hair lathered with shampoo. He followed her form down to her toes then back up.
 
Ravenloft said:
Chris: He stood in the door frame. there she was, naked, her hair lathered with shampoo. He followed her form down to her toes then back up.

I looked at Chris in the doorway and sighed.

"You gonna stand there gawking, or you gonna undress yerself and scrub my back?" I exclaim and turn back to the warm water splashing over my skin.
 
Chris:

"Mmm, yes m'am." Chris said as he set about pulling his cloths off. In just a moment he hopped into the shower behind her and grabbed hold of the soap. He lathered it up between his hands and then ran his soapy fingers down along her spine slowly and with medium pressure. Enough so that she felt a delicious pressure along her muscles. He lifted his hands for a second stroke along her back then.
 
to continue on

He felt her delicate skin quiver under his touch. He continued to work the lather into her skin cresting her shoulders and slipping down her side to her tight little ass. That same ass he had to fight off grabbing when he first saw it earlier that day. Guiding his hands all over her body he slid forward to press himself close to her encircling her breast with his rough hands teasing her erect nipples
 
Ravenloft said:
Chris:

"Mmm, yes m'am." Chris said as he set about pulling his cloths off. In just a moment he hopped into the shower behind her and grabbed hold of the soap. He lathered it up between his hands and then ran his soapy fingers down along her spine slowly and with medium pressure. Enough so that she felt a delicious pressure along her muscles. He lifted his hands for a second stroke along her back then.

"Ahhhh, yes......that feels good." I murmered under my breath. She put her head into the spray, and washes the shampoo out. Then she moves and allows the spray to hit Chris.

OOC: Hi TheSmilingBandit. I don't think Ravenloft will appreciate you moving his character around.
 
Chris:

Chris was easily aroused by the feel of this woman's soapy wet skin gliding beneath his finger tips. The water that was drenching him was hot but it relaxed him as he reached up again and started to kneed at the muscles along her shoulders, playing his fingers up along her neck as well. The things he learned from those erotic massage video's was finally paying off. He thought to himself with a smile.
 
"Hmm, that feels good. You have quite a talent there." I exclaimed in response to his touch.
 
Chris:

"Thank you m'am, it was learned though." He breathed as he filled his scences with the feel of her skin, the scent of her soap coated body. He moved his hands to her sided and ran his fingers along her ribs and over her stomach.
 
"Good talent to have." I say, as I push my body back against his, his manhood planted firmly against my bare buttocks.
 
Chris:

Chris groaned as this woman leaned in against him. His hard cock pulsed against her bare ass as he slid his hands down her stomach, to her pussy. He started to finger at her clit as he pressed against her back, hinting to her that he desired her.
 
Feeling his hard cock against my skin, I ground into him, and let out a moan. Leaning forward, I spread my legs, allowing his cock to slide up to my aching pussy. As the head came into contact with my vaginal lips, I thrust towards him, impaling myself. My lips let out a moan upon entry.
 
Chris:

"Nnn! God yes!" Chris breathed as his cock slid into her easily. His hands worked along her body. Over her hips along her back, across her shoulders, finally cupping her breasts, all the while he pushed his hips forward lustfully. Even wet as they were, his hands still felt rough against her skin. But they were strong, and were tempered with gentlness, as he squeezed at her breast with each thrust into her
 
Placing my hands on the wall before me, I use it as leverage to meet his forward thrust. As his manhood pierced my wetness, I moan in pleasure. Gripping his cock with my inner muscles, I relish the feeling of sudden fullness.

My nipples respond to his touch, hardening quickly. Removing one hand from the wall, I gently caress one of his hands on my breast.
 
Chris:

"Your pussy feels so good." Chris breathed, and when she tightened her cunt down on his cock he nearly growled with delight. He felt her hand on his as he pinched at her hardened nipples. Her single moan only made him want more. He lowered and deepened his thrusting. "Moan for me lady, I wanna hear you scream."
 
OOC: digging this up...;)

Ravenloft said:
"Moan for me lady, I wanna hear you scream."

"Ahhhh, yesssss." I responded loudly has he pounded into me. "Yesss, fuck me hard."

I met his every thrust, palms over his rough hands....my body felt on fire as a climax began building from the depths of my womb.
 
Chris:

Her cry of pleasure and the feel of her begining orgasm drew Chris over the edge of his own passion. He was cumming inside of her, his body tenced and he held her tightly with a deep moan.
 
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