REPAIR MAN 1
by Rita
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Larry,
Hi Larry

I've finally gotten a chance to let you know about how Thursday went
with the repairman.  My husband was planning on being home to see
what he did to fix it.  He always likes to be there when we have
something fixed because he thinks the repair people won't charge us
for stuff they didn't do if he is.  I asked him if it would be ok if
maybe I showed the guy a little leg while he was fixing the
dishwasher.  He said it would be ok..but not too much.  He kinda
liked the idea and went and picked out a dress for me to wear. It
was one of my longer dresses and only came about 5" above my knees,
definitely not the one I would have picked.  Underneath he told me
to wear a sexy white garter and nude color hose.  He also told me to
put on a pair of sheer bikini panties..but no bra. You couldn't see
thru the dress but my nipples always showed nicely as they pushed
against the fabric.

I put everything on and came out to see if he approved.  I got a
whistle as I twirled around and slid the bottom of my dress up to
show him my garter and panties.  Little did he know that the leg I
was going to show that day was for you, Larry and not him.  I was
just disappointed that he hadn't picked out a sexier dress to wear.

The repairman was supposed to show up at 9am but still wasn't there
at 9:45. We were wondering if he was a no show when the phone rang.
It wasn't him, but a client for my husband.  He hung the phone up
and told me he was going to have to leave for a while and meet the
guy.  He said if the repairman showed that I could still wear the
dress I had on, but to show him very little.  I gave him a deep
french kiss as I rubbed his crotch and told him to hurry back.  I
knew it would be at least several hours though because his
appointment was across town.  As soon as his car was out of sight I
ran to the bedroom and grabbed a much shorter blue minidress that I
had.  It wasn't lowcut but was very form fitting and my nipples were
very visible.  I also slipped my panties off because you had wanted
me to be without panties. This dress was much better as it just
barely covered my stocking tops if I was standing straight.  I knew
you would approve of this dress and really felt sexy as I drank a
cup of coffee.

Another half an hour passed and I was beginning to think the guy
wasn't going to come.  I headed back to the bedroom to change back
to some more normal clothes.  Just as I got there, the doorbell
rang.  I looked out my bedroom window and saw his service truck in
the driveway.  I can see our front door from my bedroom window and
saw he was an average looking guy in his mid 40's.  This was
perfect.  I nervously rushed back to the front door and opened it
for him.  As he said who he was I noticed he was checking out the
outline of my hard nipples against my dress.  We have a split level
house and to get to the kitchen you have to go up a short flight of
stairs.  I led the way up and there is no question he got a real
eyefull as he followed me.  I showed him the dishwasher and told him
again what the problem was. Before I had even finished talking he
was already down on the kitchen floor taking a cover off of the
bottom of the dishwasher.

It was pretty obvious that he thought the view might be better that
way too.  I pretended not to notice him looking and finished
explaining how it was acting. He must have been able to get a pretty
good look up my dress as I stood there because I noticed his cock
was beginning to push against his work uniform.  When I told him I'd
quit bothering him and go finish my cup of coffee and morning paper
which was sitting on the breakfast bar which divides our kitchen and
our dining room he told me I was no bother at all and I was welcome
to stand there and chat as he worked.  I smiled and told him my
coffee was getting cold and I'd better not be a pest.  As I turned
to walk away he didn't think I saw when he quickly shifted his
position to get a look directly up the back of my dress. I thought
to myself that you were right and this guy would be happy with a
peek and not get too aggressive.

Our breakfast bar has cabinets under most of it, but the end is open
and the chairs face the dishwasher.  I took a seat on one of the
high barstools on the open end and crossed my legs.  My dress rode
way up as I sat and the bottom of my garters were very visible.  I
laid the paper in front of me as I sipped my coffee.  I pretended
not to notice him glancing under the counter every few seconds.  As
I turned the next page I slowly uncrossed my legs.  He didn't think
I was watching him and his glance became a stare.  I spread wide
enough for maybe 30 seconds to be sure he could get a clear look at
my now damp pussy and crossed my legs the other way.  I went through
the same routine a couple few more times and then looked up.  He
quickly turned back to his work and pretended to just find the
problem. "Here's your problem", he said.  "This screen in your pump
is partially plugged."  I uncrossed my legs again as I asked him if
he would be able to fix it.

He said it would just take a couple of minutes to clean it.  As he
talked to me his eyes were moving from looking at my eyes to between
my partially spread legs.  I could feel my pussy was really getting
wet. I again recrossed my legs and he returned to putting the
dishwasher back together glancing back to check me out as often as
possible.  Just then I got an idea, I bumped my coffee cup and
spilled a little on the counter. "Damm", I said.  "What a klutz I
am", and went to the sink to get a dish rag to wipe it up.  I again
stood next to him as he lay on the floor and gave him an easy
opportunity to look directly up my skirt as I wet the rag.  Then I
walked over to the counter and instead of going to the side I had
been sitting on I reached to wipe the spill from the other side.  I
could feel my dress ride well up on my ass and knew he could see
everything as I slowly wiped the spill. When I finished I turned and
stood next to the counter and finished looking at the paper. He soon
finished and figured his bill out.  I wrote him a check and he
picked up his tools.

He said he not only repaired dishwashers but any other appliances I
might have and handed me his phone number in case the shop was
closed.  He said to call him anytime in case of emergency.  I
thanked him and and decided to give him one more good look as he
walked down the stairs.  I remained next to a railing that is by the
stairs knowing that he wouldn't be able to resist looking up my
minidress one more time before he left. He turned when he got to the
bottom and said that he wasn't trying to be forward or crude but he
wished all of his customers were as pretty as me as his eyes moved
back and forth from under my dress and my fully visible pussy to the
hard outlines my nipples were making in my dress.  I thanked him as
I checked out the huge bulge in his pants with my eyes.

I hurried as soon as he left and found my favorite vibrator to use
on my now dripping cunt. I fingered and vibrated myself to a several
huge orgasms.

When my husband got home he asked how it had gone and how much I had
shown.  I told him that I really hadn't been in the mood by the time
the repairman had gotten there and had only shown him a little
thigh.....but he seemed to enjoy it. I've been fantasizing about
that repairman being you, Larry and I get wet just thinking about
it.


                                Love you always,
                                Rita
