Adventures of a Telephone Installer

It was a bright Tuesday in June when I had an order to install two phone lines at Sophie Tremblay's house. I rang the doorbell and a rather attractive woman answered the door. She let me in and instructed me as to where she wanted the two phone lines and telephones were to be installed. The first line was to go in the kitchen whereas the second was to be in the master bedroom. She showed me to the kitchen and pointed to the master bedroom as we were on our way, before she disappeared down some stairs.

I got busy with my tools and proceeded in installing the first of the two phones. Every once in a while I could catch a glimpse of the lady of the house walking about with either a laundry basket in her arms or piles of folded clothing. I had finished installing in the pole so I went outside to test the line and call the central to make sure that the connection worked.

I re-entered the house and went straight into the bedroom. As I searched for the outlet and wiring, I noticed the neatly folded garments on the dresser. There was a black push-up bra, some black satin-textured undies, a garter belt and some black mesh stockings. I had to stop what I was doing and take a closer look at the clothes. I had always found it unfair that only women could wear lingerie. I loved to run down my fingers down silky stocking legs. I personally find more attractive a woman in a pair of garters with stockings, matching bikini underwear then one that is merely naked. I also had a particular fondness for black lingerie though I also liked red.

I put the bra in front of my chest and looked into the mirror. How would I look in sexy underclothes? As I was busily checking out Sophie's private wear, she was just as busy eyeing me doing so. She walked into the room and asked me if I would like to try them on. Those words gave me an instant hard-on, but I turned lobster red. I found it so embarrassing yet at the same time I got terribly turned on and loving every instant of it!

Sophie stood next to me telling me that it was ok to want to try them out. Besides she added that she had always wanted to see a guy in lingerie, so this might be the perfect opportunity to each fulfill our own fantasy. It could work. I was a rather average measuring only 5'7" and quite slim. I could look at her eye level, so she was just about my height. Sophie took out of her drawers some black fishnets.

"Would this convince you?", she said with a rather large grin.

Now black fishnets were just about the ultimate turn-on for me. I became that much more exited. I took off my shirt and put on her bra. She came towards me and padded the bra with tissues to give me a realistic shape. I looked in the mirror and loved the shape that the bra gave me. I took off my slacks and turned my back to her to take off my briefs. I pulled up her undies and had a heck of a time putting my cock in it since I was half erect.

Next I clipped on the garter belt and sat on the bed. Carefully I took the first black fishnet stocking and inserted it on my foot. I could hear Sophie rummaging inside her closet as I put on the second sock and clipped it into place. She had taken out shoes to complete the outfit. I put on the four inch heels with some difficulty. I walked slowly towards the full length mirror to view the complete outfit. Sophie told me that I made a convincing woman but needed a little make-up to add credibility. Not being the type to disappoint women, I let her put on the make-up on my face. I watched her every more in the mirror as she put on some blush on my cheeks, giving me color. Then she outlined my eyes with eyeliner and put some mascara on my long eyelashes. Then she added a bit of eye shadow to make my eyes come out some more. She put some red lipstick as finishing touch. She combed my short blond hair in a more feminine way as her last intervention.

I stood up and went to the hallway where there was a rather large full-length mirror. She had taken my hand to help me walk since I had no experience walking with 4" heels. I stood in the mirror and loved the image I saw. It was such a turn on. Not quite a woman but not much of a man. The more I examined myself, the more self-conscious I became of my hard-on. I was afraid that it would pop out of the panties. What I didn't expect is that she would caress my ass.

She was standing right behind me and her hand was softly touching the silky panties I wore. She noticed that my breath got heavier and I became less talkative, so she started to use both hands. Her mouth was kissing the back of my neck. I turned around to face her and we kissed, our tongues fiercely dancing together. One of her hands was grabbing my erection while the other was inside her tight faded Levi's. From the sounds she began to purr, my guess was that she was fingering her clit.

All of this was extremely exiting for me. I was a married man of 5 years with an ultra conservative wife who would probably go crazy if she were to see me in lingerie. This is a woman whose idea of sex is that it should be done once a week, whether you need it or not. She was also of the school of thought that a woman should lay still on her back while the guy worked up a storm and never, ever would she touch herself. To my wife sex was a duty, something that she had no interest. She wouldn't even wear lingerie.

I had cheated on my wife before so I wasn't new to that sort of excitement, but this was completely wild compared to the kinds of experience I had hand with my long term mistress. Here I was completely in a woman's garments kissing a complete stranger who was rubbing my cock in a rather pleasurable way and at the same time stimulating herself.

A clunk made me come back to reality. It was the noise that the belt buckle of her jeans made as they touched the floor. I got so hard that I thought that my dick would explode. I put my hands on her ass and found it to be bare. With one hand I caressed her firm round cheeks while the other stroked between her legs. What a warm and inviting place. The desire I felt was so intense. I rubbed her pussy and put the finger in my mouth sucking it in rather suggestively as I tasted her for the first time. It was a sweet nectar. I started to massage her clit. I could tell that she was enjoying it since she moaned. I took my other hand and slid it up her back underneath her T-shirt to untie her bra. Not an easy feat with just one hand, but I managed to do it. I slid my hand towards the front to touch her warm soft breasts.

In one movement she had removed her sweater. There she was completely naked in front of me, her sultry eyes looking at me invitingly. She pulled my dick out of her panties leaving the balls inside. She bent down and put it into her mouth while she ran her hands up and down my fishnets. I could feel myself get all heated up. I knew that it wouldn't be long before I came since I seldom ever had my cocked sucked and she was giving me the best blow job I had ever had. I wouldn't contain myself any longer and exploded. I spurted my cum all over her mouth and face. She looked very pleased with this. As if that wasn't enough, I was still hard as a rock, my cock erect at a angle right over the panties. I was a rather interesting sight as I glanced towards the mirror.

I was experiencing balance problems since I was still standing in Sophie 4" heels. She sensed my instability and grabbed my hand and took me back to her room. I sat on the edge of the bed. Sophie went to shoo the cat out and closed the door behind him. From that vantage point I could see that she had a rather interesting tattoo on her left cheek. I got up to take a closer look. Kneeling behind her, I began to lick the design. It was rather intricate and very beautiful. I had never seen such a pretty tattoo and found myself quite exited by it. I licked all the way down her ass and had my head under her pussy as she stood. With each lick I rammed my tongue even deeper into her warm delicious cunt. I could feel her quiver with anticipation. What a feeling. Here again was something that my wife didn't appreciate. She didn't give nor did she want to receive any kind of oral sex.

I licked her while I fondled her with my free hands. I could feel how much she was enjoying my tongue and felt the desire grown inside of me. How I wanted to be inside her hot cunt with my hard rock dick that was still dangling from the panties. Every once in a while I would think about how I was dressed and I could feel the sensations rise. I could tell by now that she was just about to come so i took her clit between my teeth and shook it while I fingered her cunt. I felt her orgasm and every spasm on my fingers. When Sophie came she whimpered how good it was and I felt her cunt tightening on my fingers several times like violent contractions, something which I found rather stimulating.

Sophie lay on her bed completely exhausted and asked me to get her cigarettes in the kitchen. I was afraid that someone would spot me through the window but went just the same. As I wobbled into the kitchen I kept thinking how neat it would be to get caught. Sophie had her cigarette while I sat next to her posing like a lady, my legs all stretched out. I wanted to be inside of her so badly and found that it was taking her forever to smoke that cigarette.

As she butted her smoke, she reached into my bra and pinched the nipple that was under the tissue. As my hard on got rock hard again, she sat on it. We were sitting face to face and she seemed to be taking control of the situation which was fine by me. I was enjoying kissing her and the fact that she seemed to really enjoy every movement that she was making. It was so gratifying. She increased speed and I felt like I was in heaven. I was so close to my next orgasm that I stopped myself to concentrate on other stuff so she would have a chance to come too. With my hands I grabbed both of her nipples and pulled them gently at first and then with more insistence. With each pull I could feel more intensity coming from her. She was now going at it with all her might and I found myself having more and more trouble controlling my orgasm. Just as I thought that it was no use and that I wouldn't be able to sustain myself long enough to make her cum, she came. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. I didn't need more of an invitation and came while she was still coming. I loved the passion and sensation that Sophie had put into it. I had had once of the strongest orgasms I had ever had. I always envied women for their capacity to orgasm, but not this time.

After snuggling up to her and hugging, I realized that an hour and a half had passed and that I needed to finish ASAP cause I had other calls to make. I also had to get back into my clothes and become once again the rather boring telephone installer.

As I left her house, I thanked Sophie for having made my fantasy come true and she told me I could come back anytime I got the urge to wear lingerie, and you know, I probably will go back.

Jessica Lovecraft