Spray Me Down
After months working from home I was in need of some excitement. In a city known for having a wild side, COVID-19 had turned everyday into Groundhog Day.
5:30 AM rise, run 7 miles and see the same old white man; get sexually harassed. 7 AM meditate, 8 AM breakfast, 9 AM work and 12:30 PM suntan topless on the balcony. You get it... it’s good but boring. Then finally something new.
My neighbor tells me they’re re-bricking the back of his building next door. “I’m sorry for the interruption,” he tells me. And what an interruption indeed.
I informed the neighbor that I had every intention of tanning topless on lunch breaks as per usual. He nodded clearly having zero issue sneaking glances at my exposed flesh.
The construction was noisy and incessant. For a week, while trying to focus on the task at hand, the men watched me tan during my work breaks. The crew leader was smoking hot and we exchanged knowing glances daily. On the final day of work it was hot as ever. As they sprayed the outside of the building with water I turned and asked if he could get me next.
“Are you serious?” He asked sounding both surprised and delighted.
“Spray me down all the way,” I replied shooting him a devilish grin.
The cold water felt amazing as it dripped down my shoulders and across my breasts. The water trickled down my ass soaking my thong as it continued down and off my ankles into a pool around me. “More!” I demanded.
He hit me with another burst of refreshing cold. After removing the beads of water from my face I turned to face him. “Now that you’ve cooled me off come over at lunch and get me hot again.” I turned to walk back inside and could feel his excitement vibrating from next door.
My lunch break was in two hours and I knew he would be mine to devour. I was wet just thinking about taking him and I hoped he would be as good with his tongue as he seemed to be with his hands.