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I have a nice job with some good time off every now and then so I often do side jobs like remodeling and outdoor projects for some extra cash. Tammy was a good friend that I work with in my office. She had the most incredible body and a really cute face, the kind with a southern charm. Her ass looks like that of an 18yr old. Her tits were incredible, practically busting out of her shirt with her slender frame. I would often joke with her saying, “You know, rumor has it that your boobs are fake.” She would remark back, “I guess you will never know for sure.” Deep down I knew that one day I just would and put all the rumors to rest.
One day she asked if I wanted to do some remodeling work on her bathroom. She wanted a new floor, vanity and fixtures. We talked about it a bit and I said it would just take a couple of days. Later that day, we met at her house and I took some measurements then we headed over to the home improvement store where there was the tile and such that she liked. It was kind of fun going through the store. Tammy acted like we were a couple as we looked at vanities and fixtures and I played along too. She was very touchy, taking my hand or placing her hand on my lower back. She would say, “Hey honey, what do you think about this?” “I like it sweetie.” I would reply, “It will go with the color for the walls.” We finished our shopping, went back to her house and unloaded everything in her garage. I told her I’d be by in the morning (Saturday) to get started.
When I arrived the next morning, Tammy greeted me at the door still wearing her pajamas. She had on some flannel pants and a tight tank top, which without a bra, her tits presses tight against the fabric and jiggles with every move she made. I thought to myself, she even looks hot when she wakes up. I tried not to stare too much as she asked if I wanted some coffee. I followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table where her daughter Vicki was finishing up her breakfast. Tammy sat at the table with me and we talked about the plan for the day, none of which I paid attention to as I just stared at her while the thoughts of fucking her were running through my head.
I went out to my truck to get some tools and headed up to the bathroom. Tammy came in there, watching me start to work, asking if I needed anything. I said, “No, not at this time”, as I was pulling the vanity out and carrying it down the stairs. Later, just as I finished getting everything out and the old floor ripped up, Tammy came back in wearing her workout clothes saying, “I’m going to be in the basement working out if you need anything.” I looked up at her and just stared. She was wearing a tank style workout top which held her tits tight and literally pouring out the top. She also had on some tight shorts, hugging her ass and barely covering the rounds of her cheeks, leaving nothing to the imagination. I replied, “I’m good.” “Well, I’ll be downstairs if you want me.” She said as she turned and left the room. My cock was getting hard already just looking at her, and even more now thinking about what she said. Of course I wanted her. I wanted to rip her top off and stick my face between those luscious tits. I went back to work, but still thinking of Tammy, her tits and her ass in the workout clothes. Fantasies were running through my head of all the different scenarios on what I could be doing instead of this floor. I really wanted to focus so I could get the floor prepped, ready to lay tile after lunch but the visions of her kept occupying my mind. I kept telling myself, “Snap out of it. You are here to work.” Besides, if anything was to happen between Tammy and I, it would have already. We have worked together for a long time and even on committees together. We even went to some of the same conferences which usually ended up with a lot of flirting before we went on our separate ways. Maybe this was awkward for her to have me here, disturbing her routine and the only way for her to get through it was being flirty. Or maybe she really wanted me to fuck her and she just had to work up my desires. Either way, I want back to work.
About an hour later, I saw Tammy come into her bedroom, grab some clothes and head out. She didn’t say anything but I took a quick glance, seeing her glistening in sweat. She went into the hall bathroom and turned the water on for a shower. My fantasies turned to her in the shower, soaping up her luscious body, cupping her tits, working the scrubby all around them. I would peek through the door and watch her working the scrubby between her legs, soaping up her pussy, then rubbing it with her fingers. Her other hand worked in between her butt and feeling her ass. I would enter the shower unnoticed, standing behind her, replacing her hand on her pussy with mine. My other hand reaching up to feel her tits as she reached around stroking my hard cock. She would keep pumping my cock with her soapy hand. I would prop her up and guide the tip of my cock to her wet hole, slowly pushing inside her until… “WOAH!” I told myself. I need to stop fantasizing about her and just do it. I should just walk in there and slip into the shower. She probably wouldn’t even notice at first and probably wouldn’t care once I was in there. So, I walked over and saw the bathroom door was left cracked a bit. Was this an invitation? Did she want me to come in? I got close and tried to peek inside. Putting my face to the crack, I was able to see her silhouette behind the curtain. I could make out every curve as she was rinsing off. My hand dropped to massage my growing hard on in my pants. I gently pushed the door open a bit more when instantly, I heard the water shut off and the shower curtain pulled quickly. I was so startled that I hurried down the stairs out to my truck. I’m sure she didn’t see me and I hope she didn’t hear what probably sounded like me falling down the stairs. I grabbed a few tools, so I could explain the trip to the truck if needed, and headed back up the stairs. My heart was pounding out of my chest with my cock doing the same. Getting to the top of the stairs, the hall bathroom door was fully opened and the light/fan was on. I glanced inside noticing she was not in there. I went into the master bedroom, which was empty as well, then back into the bathroom to finish my work. I figured she was downstairs already and didn’t notice me by the door. Trying not to worry about it, I went back to my job.
Moments later, Tammy came in wearing short jean shorts and layered cami tops just enough to cover her tits while still showing them off. “I’m going to take Vicki to her play date. Do you need anything? Do you want some lunch?” she asked. I pulled my jaw from the floor and said, “No, I’m good. I’m just about to layout the floor. I’m gonna skip lunch to get this done.” “OK, See ya!” she said with a smile and turned and walked out the door. I sat for a minute kind of assured that she didn’t know I was there while she was in the shower which I still couldn’t get the thought of her out of my head. When I went into the bedroom to get some tile, I saw her workout clothes in a pile by the bed. Grabbing some tile, I glanced back at her clothes only to notice shimmering green panties stuck inside the shorts she was wearing while working out. I set the tile on the floor and brought some tools out to my truck, simply to make sure that Tammy was gone. Rushing back upstairs, my heart was racing. I walked over to the pile of clothes and picked up the green panties. The fabric felt soft and slippery as I rolled them between my fingers. I brought her panties to my nose to smell the wetness she left on them. The smell filled my nostrils almost making me pass out. Her musky scent was strong and instantly made me hard while thinking of her hot body wearing them. I quickly unbuttoned my shorts, letting them fall to the ground and wrapped her damp panties around my hard cock. The fabric felt so soft against my shaft as I slowly stroked it. Her intoxicating aroma kept rising up for me to smell over and over again as I sat on the edge of the bed and continued rubbing her panties on my cock, slowly edging to an orgasm. Occasionally I would stop only to feel the fabric on my balls or legs. The feeling was so intense that my cock was getting wet so I wiped the tip with the panties and continued stroking. I started playing into a fantasy running in my head. I thought of her stroking my cock while I laid on the bed. “Oh Tammy, you are so hot. I love when you stroke my cock.” I said out loud, like if it was in my head. “I bet you do.” She replied as I quickly opened my eyes to see her standing in front of me. I tossed the panties to the floor while standing up to… “Stay right there”, she said interrupting my attempted concealment. “I thought you…” I stammered as she was walking towards me, scooping up the panties. “You thought what?” she replied, “That I wouldn’t be home so quickly? Just because Vicki had a play date doesn’t mean I was going to stay there.” I was beside myself and noticed my cock was slowly shrinking. I didn’t know what to do and all I really wanted was to run out of there but I knew that I better follow her orders. “I see you like to feel my panties?” she said in a rather accusatory voice. “I bet you smelled them too, didn’t you?” Before I could respond, she held them to my face, forcing them against my nose. She was standing closer now, still holding the panties to my face. I could do nothing but inhale her musky scent. As the scent worked its way up my nose, my cock started to get hard again. Tammy rubbed them all around my face and the silky fabric was once again arousing. She moved the panties from my nose to my cock. “Does it make you hard to feel the panties on your cock?” she asked while slowly stroking me. I tried to respond, but nothing came out of my mouth as I nodded my head. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I felt like she was mad, but yet she was the one in control forcing this on me even more.
Tammy continued to stroke my hard cock with her panties. Occasionally she would stop to rub them on my legs or balls. At one time, she was rubbing the panties on my swollen balls, wrapping them around and cupping in her hand while stroking my cock with her other hand. I was leaning back with my elbows on the bed and Tammy stopped to completely pull off my shoes and shorts. I didn’t think what was happening was real. Here I was with a co-worker, doing a side job and now wrapped up in this erotic twist. I thought to myself that I should stop this and leave. But I knew that Tammy would not let that happen. She seemed so determined and was going to finish the job. I wanted to make it last by trying holding out as long as I could, but I knew (and Tammy probably did too) that I was getting close by my cock twitching with every stroke.
Tammy said, “I’ll be right back” as she stopped stroking and went over to her dresser, opening the drawer and taking something out. I couldn’t get a good look at what it was as she hid it from me when she turned and came back. She kneeled between my legs and went back to rubbing the panties on my balls and legs. She brought her panties all the way down my legs, lifting my foot, rubbing them all around them. Then I felt her do the same to my other leg and foot. The whole thing felt so surreal. I didn’t really know what was happening. But it felt good and my cock was twitching and dripping. “Stand up,” Tammy said, holding a hand out to me. I took her hand as I rose to my feet. To my surprise, Tammy had put my legs into a pair of her panties she took from the drawer and was sliding them up to my waist. I looked into her eyes and she gave me the “It’s OK” look as she said, “you like feeling my panties on your cock so I thought you would like to wear them as well.” I wanted to run but I really liked where this was going. Plus if she didn’t like it, she would have objected from the start and have not progressed things.
Tammy fixed the top of the panties around my waist saying with an orderly voice, “Turn around”. Now I faced the bed with my ass towards her. She rubbed her hands across my panty covered cheeks and softly spread my butt to let the panties slide into my crack. As she did, I glanced over to the mirror and took the first look of me in her panties. The panties were dark blue in color made from a soft, silky material. They felt snug, cupping my ass and just enough stretch to hold my cock firmly in check. My ass didn’t look as good as hers, but it did look good. “Turn back,” she said, then fixed my cock in the front. She reached in the panties, orienting my hard cock up and to the side a bit which left a small wet spot form on the fabric from the tip on my cock. I was looking down at my cock in the panties and by the look on her face, she was really enjoying this. Tammy traced the outline of my cock with her fingers, from the base and up around to the other side. Then she grabbed my cock through the panties, stroking it slowly. I was feeling really hot but now with the all these “taboo” thoughts running through my head plus the tightness of the panties on my ass with every tug of my cock. I kept glancing up to watch her stroking my cock, but more to see her incredible tits bouncing in the background. The wet spot started to grow on the front of the panties as Tammy continued feeling my cock. Her other hand was cupping my balls when I felt her fingers slide into the crack of my ass. Her hand on the outside of the panties was stroking me harder now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I would cum. The fingers of Tammy’s other hand was pressing against my ass in rhythm with her stroking my cock. “Come on baby!” she said, “I know you want to cum for me” while sliding her hand through the leg opening of the panties, grabbing my cock. Tammy was stroking me harder and harder then pulled my cock out. She picked up the original panties from the floor and continued rubbing my throbbing cock. One more jerk is all it took to make my cock twitch and empty my load onto the panties she was holding. She slowly pumped my cock until it was dry leaving my goo on the green satin material. I was exhausted, collapsing against the bed again as Tammy tucked my now shrinking cock back into the panties.
Tammy rose to her feet, taking my underwear from my shorts. She tossed my shorts to my lap saying, “Here, get dressed. You can leave those panties on, they look good on you.” I sat up putting my legs in and pulling my shorts up, over the sexy panties. I liked how my shorts slid over the panties and how the panties felt slippery under my shorts. Tammy tossed the green panties along with my underwear into the pile of clothes by the hamper. “I need to go and pick up Vicki. Don’t get any ideas again while I’m gone.” Tammy said, turning to walk out the door. Moments later I heard her pull out of the driveway as I went back to work, thinking of our “events” that just happened. Every time I walked around or was kneeling or bending over, I felt the soft panties sliding on my cock and ass under my shorts. This feeling kept me in a semi-aroused state, not really being able to concentrate on my work.
When Tammy came back, I was about done setting the floor, having a few pieces to cut and fit. She walked into the room as I was kneeling, bending over. Her hand went under my shirt, down my shorts feeling the panties on my ass. “I wanted to make sure you still had your panties on.” She said as I instantly sat up, somewhat trapping her hand in there. She pulled her hand out resulting with some of the panties showing above my waist. I felt her fingers trace along that line before she pulled my shirt back down. I wasn’t going to tell her, but it really turned me on having her hand feeling my panty covered ass. It was something naughty but with her doing it, made me alright with it.
I finished laying all the tile and setting pieces into the corners then started cleaning up for the day. After making the last trip to the garage and truck, I stopped in the kitchen to talk to Tammy. We spoke for a bit, not really mentioning what happened. I thought for sure she would want more, but nothing was said about it. We talked about the job as she saw me to the door, then standing there as I walked to my truck. “Wait!” she said as I climbed in and was about to close the door. Tammy went back into the house. I closed the door and started the truck while opening the window, waiting for her to come back. Tammy came running out and climbed up on the running board, handing me a paper bag. She leaned in, kissing me on my cheek saying, “Don’t look until you get home.” I was really intrigued. Tammy, stepped down and walked back into the house.
To Be Continued…
One day she asked if I wanted to do some remodeling work on her bathroom. She wanted a new floor, vanity and fixtures. We talked about it a bit and I said it would just take a couple of days. Later that day, we met at her house and I took some measurements then we headed over to the home improvement store where there was the tile and such that she liked. It was kind of fun going through the store. Tammy acted like we were a couple as we looked at vanities and fixtures and I played along too. She was very touchy, taking my hand or placing her hand on my lower back. She would say, “Hey honey, what do you think about this?” “I like it sweetie.” I would reply, “It will go with the color for the walls.” We finished our shopping, went back to her house and unloaded everything in her garage. I told her I’d be by in the morning (Saturday) to get started.
When I arrived the next morning, Tammy greeted me at the door still wearing her pajamas. She had on some flannel pants and a tight tank top, which without a bra, her tits presses tight against the fabric and jiggles with every move she made. I thought to myself, she even looks hot when she wakes up. I tried not to stare too much as she asked if I wanted some coffee. I followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table where her daughter Vicki was finishing up her breakfast. Tammy sat at the table with me and we talked about the plan for the day, none of which I paid attention to as I just stared at her while the thoughts of fucking her were running through my head.
I went out to my truck to get some tools and headed up to the bathroom. Tammy came in there, watching me start to work, asking if I needed anything. I said, “No, not at this time”, as I was pulling the vanity out and carrying it down the stairs. Later, just as I finished getting everything out and the old floor ripped up, Tammy came back in wearing her workout clothes saying, “I’m going to be in the basement working out if you need anything.” I looked up at her and just stared. She was wearing a tank style workout top which held her tits tight and literally pouring out the top. She also had on some tight shorts, hugging her ass and barely covering the rounds of her cheeks, leaving nothing to the imagination. I replied, “I’m good.” “Well, I’ll be downstairs if you want me.” She said as she turned and left the room. My cock was getting hard already just looking at her, and even more now thinking about what she said. Of course I wanted her. I wanted to rip her top off and stick my face between those luscious tits. I went back to work, but still thinking of Tammy, her tits and her ass in the workout clothes. Fantasies were running through my head of all the different scenarios on what I could be doing instead of this floor. I really wanted to focus so I could get the floor prepped, ready to lay tile after lunch but the visions of her kept occupying my mind. I kept telling myself, “Snap out of it. You are here to work.” Besides, if anything was to happen between Tammy and I, it would have already. We have worked together for a long time and even on committees together. We even went to some of the same conferences which usually ended up with a lot of flirting before we went on our separate ways. Maybe this was awkward for her to have me here, disturbing her routine and the only way for her to get through it was being flirty. Or maybe she really wanted me to fuck her and she just had to work up my desires. Either way, I want back to work.
About an hour later, I saw Tammy come into her bedroom, grab some clothes and head out. She didn’t say anything but I took a quick glance, seeing her glistening in sweat. She went into the hall bathroom and turned the water on for a shower. My fantasies turned to her in the shower, soaping up her luscious body, cupping her tits, working the scrubby all around them. I would peek through the door and watch her working the scrubby between her legs, soaping up her pussy, then rubbing it with her fingers. Her other hand worked in between her butt and feeling her ass. I would enter the shower unnoticed, standing behind her, replacing her hand on her pussy with mine. My other hand reaching up to feel her tits as she reached around stroking my hard cock. She would keep pumping my cock with her soapy hand. I would prop her up and guide the tip of my cock to her wet hole, slowly pushing inside her until… “WOAH!” I told myself. I need to stop fantasizing about her and just do it. I should just walk in there and slip into the shower. She probably wouldn’t even notice at first and probably wouldn’t care once I was in there. So, I walked over and saw the bathroom door was left cracked a bit. Was this an invitation? Did she want me to come in? I got close and tried to peek inside. Putting my face to the crack, I was able to see her silhouette behind the curtain. I could make out every curve as she was rinsing off. My hand dropped to massage my growing hard on in my pants. I gently pushed the door open a bit more when instantly, I heard the water shut off and the shower curtain pulled quickly. I was so startled that I hurried down the stairs out to my truck. I’m sure she didn’t see me and I hope she didn’t hear what probably sounded like me falling down the stairs. I grabbed a few tools, so I could explain the trip to the truck if needed, and headed back up the stairs. My heart was pounding out of my chest with my cock doing the same. Getting to the top of the stairs, the hall bathroom door was fully opened and the light/fan was on. I glanced inside noticing she was not in there. I went into the master bedroom, which was empty as well, then back into the bathroom to finish my work. I figured she was downstairs already and didn’t notice me by the door. Trying not to worry about it, I went back to my job.
Moments later, Tammy came in wearing short jean shorts and layered cami tops just enough to cover her tits while still showing them off. “I’m going to take Vicki to her play date. Do you need anything? Do you want some lunch?” she asked. I pulled my jaw from the floor and said, “No, I’m good. I’m just about to layout the floor. I’m gonna skip lunch to get this done.” “OK, See ya!” she said with a smile and turned and walked out the door. I sat for a minute kind of assured that she didn’t know I was there while she was in the shower which I still couldn’t get the thought of her out of my head. When I went into the bedroom to get some tile, I saw her workout clothes in a pile by the bed. Grabbing some tile, I glanced back at her clothes only to notice shimmering green panties stuck inside the shorts she was wearing while working out. I set the tile on the floor and brought some tools out to my truck, simply to make sure that Tammy was gone. Rushing back upstairs, my heart was racing. I walked over to the pile of clothes and picked up the green panties. The fabric felt soft and slippery as I rolled them between my fingers. I brought her panties to my nose to smell the wetness she left on them. The smell filled my nostrils almost making me pass out. Her musky scent was strong and instantly made me hard while thinking of her hot body wearing them. I quickly unbuttoned my shorts, letting them fall to the ground and wrapped her damp panties around my hard cock. The fabric felt so soft against my shaft as I slowly stroked it. Her intoxicating aroma kept rising up for me to smell over and over again as I sat on the edge of the bed and continued rubbing her panties on my cock, slowly edging to an orgasm. Occasionally I would stop only to feel the fabric on my balls or legs. The feeling was so intense that my cock was getting wet so I wiped the tip with the panties and continued stroking. I started playing into a fantasy running in my head. I thought of her stroking my cock while I laid on the bed. “Oh Tammy, you are so hot. I love when you stroke my cock.” I said out loud, like if it was in my head. “I bet you do.” She replied as I quickly opened my eyes to see her standing in front of me. I tossed the panties to the floor while standing up to… “Stay right there”, she said interrupting my attempted concealment. “I thought you…” I stammered as she was walking towards me, scooping up the panties. “You thought what?” she replied, “That I wouldn’t be home so quickly? Just because Vicki had a play date doesn’t mean I was going to stay there.” I was beside myself and noticed my cock was slowly shrinking. I didn’t know what to do and all I really wanted was to run out of there but I knew that I better follow her orders. “I see you like to feel my panties?” she said in a rather accusatory voice. “I bet you smelled them too, didn’t you?” Before I could respond, she held them to my face, forcing them against my nose. She was standing closer now, still holding the panties to my face. I could do nothing but inhale her musky scent. As the scent worked its way up my nose, my cock started to get hard again. Tammy rubbed them all around my face and the silky fabric was once again arousing. She moved the panties from my nose to my cock. “Does it make you hard to feel the panties on your cock?” she asked while slowly stroking me. I tried to respond, but nothing came out of my mouth as I nodded my head. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I felt like she was mad, but yet she was the one in control forcing this on me even more.
Tammy continued to stroke my hard cock with her panties. Occasionally she would stop to rub them on my legs or balls. At one time, she was rubbing the panties on my swollen balls, wrapping them around and cupping in her hand while stroking my cock with her other hand. I was leaning back with my elbows on the bed and Tammy stopped to completely pull off my shoes and shorts. I didn’t think what was happening was real. Here I was with a co-worker, doing a side job and now wrapped up in this erotic twist. I thought to myself that I should stop this and leave. But I knew that Tammy would not let that happen. She seemed so determined and was going to finish the job. I wanted to make it last by trying holding out as long as I could, but I knew (and Tammy probably did too) that I was getting close by my cock twitching with every stroke.
Tammy said, “I’ll be right back” as she stopped stroking and went over to her dresser, opening the drawer and taking something out. I couldn’t get a good look at what it was as she hid it from me when she turned and came back. She kneeled between my legs and went back to rubbing the panties on my balls and legs. She brought her panties all the way down my legs, lifting my foot, rubbing them all around them. Then I felt her do the same to my other leg and foot. The whole thing felt so surreal. I didn’t really know what was happening. But it felt good and my cock was twitching and dripping. “Stand up,” Tammy said, holding a hand out to me. I took her hand as I rose to my feet. To my surprise, Tammy had put my legs into a pair of her panties she took from the drawer and was sliding them up to my waist. I looked into her eyes and she gave me the “It’s OK” look as she said, “you like feeling my panties on your cock so I thought you would like to wear them as well.” I wanted to run but I really liked where this was going. Plus if she didn’t like it, she would have objected from the start and have not progressed things.
Tammy fixed the top of the panties around my waist saying with an orderly voice, “Turn around”. Now I faced the bed with my ass towards her. She rubbed her hands across my panty covered cheeks and softly spread my butt to let the panties slide into my crack. As she did, I glanced over to the mirror and took the first look of me in her panties. The panties were dark blue in color made from a soft, silky material. They felt snug, cupping my ass and just enough stretch to hold my cock firmly in check. My ass didn’t look as good as hers, but it did look good. “Turn back,” she said, then fixed my cock in the front. She reached in the panties, orienting my hard cock up and to the side a bit which left a small wet spot form on the fabric from the tip on my cock. I was looking down at my cock in the panties and by the look on her face, she was really enjoying this. Tammy traced the outline of my cock with her fingers, from the base and up around to the other side. Then she grabbed my cock through the panties, stroking it slowly. I was feeling really hot but now with the all these “taboo” thoughts running through my head plus the tightness of the panties on my ass with every tug of my cock. I kept glancing up to watch her stroking my cock, but more to see her incredible tits bouncing in the background. The wet spot started to grow on the front of the panties as Tammy continued feeling my cock. Her other hand was cupping my balls when I felt her fingers slide into the crack of my ass. Her hand on the outside of the panties was stroking me harder now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I would cum. The fingers of Tammy’s other hand was pressing against my ass in rhythm with her stroking my cock. “Come on baby!” she said, “I know you want to cum for me” while sliding her hand through the leg opening of the panties, grabbing my cock. Tammy was stroking me harder and harder then pulled my cock out. She picked up the original panties from the floor and continued rubbing my throbbing cock. One more jerk is all it took to make my cock twitch and empty my load onto the panties she was holding. She slowly pumped my cock until it was dry leaving my goo on the green satin material. I was exhausted, collapsing against the bed again as Tammy tucked my now shrinking cock back into the panties.
Tammy rose to her feet, taking my underwear from my shorts. She tossed my shorts to my lap saying, “Here, get dressed. You can leave those panties on, they look good on you.” I sat up putting my legs in and pulling my shorts up, over the sexy panties. I liked how my shorts slid over the panties and how the panties felt slippery under my shorts. Tammy tossed the green panties along with my underwear into the pile of clothes by the hamper. “I need to go and pick up Vicki. Don’t get any ideas again while I’m gone.” Tammy said, turning to walk out the door. Moments later I heard her pull out of the driveway as I went back to work, thinking of our “events” that just happened. Every time I walked around or was kneeling or bending over, I felt the soft panties sliding on my cock and ass under my shorts. This feeling kept me in a semi-aroused state, not really being able to concentrate on my work.
When Tammy came back, I was about done setting the floor, having a few pieces to cut and fit. She walked into the room as I was kneeling, bending over. Her hand went under my shirt, down my shorts feeling the panties on my ass. “I wanted to make sure you still had your panties on.” She said as I instantly sat up, somewhat trapping her hand in there. She pulled her hand out resulting with some of the panties showing above my waist. I felt her fingers trace along that line before she pulled my shirt back down. I wasn’t going to tell her, but it really turned me on having her hand feeling my panty covered ass. It was something naughty but with her doing it, made me alright with it.
I finished laying all the tile and setting pieces into the corners then started cleaning up for the day. After making the last trip to the garage and truck, I stopped in the kitchen to talk to Tammy. We spoke for a bit, not really mentioning what happened. I thought for sure she would want more, but nothing was said about it. We talked about the job as she saw me to the door, then standing there as I walked to my truck. “Wait!” she said as I climbed in and was about to close the door. Tammy went back into the house. I closed the door and started the truck while opening the window, waiting for her to come back. Tammy came running out and climbed up on the running board, handing me a paper bag. She leaned in, kissing me on my cheek saying, “Don’t look until you get home.” I was really intrigued. Tammy, stepped down and walked back into the house.
To Be Continued…
Maddy
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