School of Repair

He watched the repair woman expertly address the issue of his faulty device. Her skirt hiked up, revealing a pair of black panties that were almost as tantalizing as her touch. She seemed oblivious to his arousal, focusing instead on her work.As she worked, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have those nimble fingers on him instead. The thought made his cock twitch against his pants. He tried to focus on their conversation but found it increasingly difficult.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she finished her work. Standing up, she brushed off her hands and turned to him with a smile."All fixed now, sir." Her eyes met his and he could tell she wasn't blind to his desire. Feeling emboldened, he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her neck.