May 23
pssst … Don’t tell Mary
Yesterday afternoon my computer started acting up. In a frenzy, I called my friend, Mary, and asked if her husband (a computer techie) could take a look at it.
He came over in the evening after work, and started in on my computer.
Watching him intently, I started imagining how he would look under those clothes. I started getting involved with what he was doing, brushing against him ever so slightly while asking questions.
I offered him a drink, which he accepted. While in the kitchen getting his beer, I loosened my robe that I had on, and slipped out of my panties … the only thing on under the robe. As I handed him the beer, I noticed his eyes travelling over my body, and knew the sparks had started.
I sat on the edge of the desk, leaning back slightly as I drank my beer. I allowed him to let his eyes roam while he thought I didn’t see him. I made sure he could tell there was nothing on under the robe.
As he finished up, putting the cover back on the computer, I knew it was time to make my move. Giving him a very seductive look, I reached between his pants legs, and rubbing his crotch gently, I said “There IS something else I need you to fix.”
Giving me a wicked grin, he said “I thought you’d never ask.”, and we headed back toward the bedroom.
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psst … don’t tell Mary.
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