by Smoak, Ivy
I finally heard a knock on the door.
Here we go.
"Hey, Sean," I said as I opened the door.
"Hi, Rosie." His eyes shifted down to my chest and then snapped back up to my face.
With all the worrying about Connor and planning the seduction, I had forgotten how handsome Sean was. His green v-neck shirt stretched across his broad, muscular shoulders. He was holding a toolbox and I couldn't help but notice how big his hands were. His cock was probably enormous. I couldn't believe I was standing in front of him in just a towel. Why hadn't I at least put on some underwear?
"Rosie?"
"What? Huh?" Shit, had he been trying to talk to me while I checked him out?
"Are you going to tell me where the leak is?"
"Oh, yeah. Right upstairs. Follow me." I was on the second step when I realized that I was about to show him my ass. "Actually, you go first. Men first. That's a saying, right?" I laughed awkwardly and stepped out of the way. God, why am I acting like this?
Sean gave me a weird look and walked up the stairs ahead of me. "Where to next?"
I hurried up the stairs and guided him into the bathroom. He looked shocked when I pointed to the showerhead.
"Geez, Rosie. What the hell happened to it?"
I shrugged. "I was just taking a shower and all of a sudden it started leaking."
"Was it already bent?"
"I hadn't noticed."
"It almost looks like someone hit it with a hammer," he said with a laugh.
Shit. I left the hammer and ice pick on the floor. Just before Sean turned around, I kicked them under the vanity. They made a horrible screeching noise on the tile floor.
"What was that?" asked Sean.
"What?"
"That screeching noise. Did you not hear that?"
"Oh, that. Yeah, I heard that. It was probably the same ghost that busted up my showerhead."
Sean laughed. "Maybe. But seriously, if that was something in the pipes then that's really not good. That's a project for another day, though. For now, let's see what's going on with this shower." He put his toolkit on the ground and turned the shower on. Water shot out of the hole in the pipe and he quickly turned it off again. "Yup, that's quite a leak you've got here."
"Will you be able to fix it?" I asked.
"I guess, but really you should just get a new showerhead. This thing is really jacked up. I can't believe it lasted this long before it sprung a leak."
"It would be great if you could fix it. I'm really wet and I'd like to finish my shower." Did I just say that?
"Alright. Let me just grab some tape." Sean opened up his tool box and shoved some tools out of the way to get to his duct tape. Then he got in the shower and reached up to wrap the tape around where the pipe was bent.
Is that all he has to do? I better act fast. "Here, I'll help." Before he could object, I reached in and turned the water on.
"Whoa!" he yelled, putting his hands over the nozzle to try to block the water. But he was already soaked.
I turned the water off. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I thought you needed me to turn on the water so you could find the leak. I didn't think about the shower."
Sean smiled and shook himself off.
"Wow, your clothes are soaked. Here, let me hang them up so they can dry while you finish."
"You really don't need to..."
"Oh come on, it'll make me feel better. I feel awful that you came over here to help and then I thanked you by drenching you."
"If you insist." Sean grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it over his head. And oh my God, his abs were amazing. Especially with the way the water glistened on them. He handed me his shirt and I hung it up on the towel rack.
"Want to do your pants too? They look pretty wet."
"It would be great if you could get me a towel."
"Sure, hold..."
"Here, I'll help." He grabbed the towel I was wearing and pulled it up to his face, leaving me completely naked.
"Ah! " I screamed. I had considered taking my towel off. But it took me totally by surprise when he did it. I snatched it back from him and put it over my breasts.
"I'm so sorry. I thought you needed me to grab a towel so I could dry off," he said with a laugh.
Very cute, mocking what I said earlier helping to find the leak. My face was bright red. I almost turned to run out, but then I would have shown him my bare ass. Actually, the mirror behind me was already accomplishing that. "Turn around!" I yelled.
He turned and faced the shower wall while I redid my towel. He'll probably just rip it off me again.
"Okay, you can turn around again," I said.
He did.
"Now you definitely have to give me your pants."
"Why's that?" he asked.
"You've seen me naked. Now I get to see you naked."
"So you want to see me naked?"
"Yeah. I mean, no. I just think it will make everything more comfortable if you didn't have any clothes on."
"But then I'll be naked and you'll be clothed. That'll just make me feel awkward instead of you, which doesn't really seem fair when I'm the one doing you a favor."
"Then maybe the only way we can continue is for us to both get naked."
"That does sound like a much better deal." He glanced down at the part of me currently covered by a towel.
Oh my God, this is really happening. The noise of the front door opening made me jump. "Shit!"
"What's wrong?"
Double shit. Getting worried about Connor being home just makes it seem like I'm doing something inappropriate. "Shit, this is taking a long time! That's what I was going to say."
"Really?" Sean eyed me suspiciously. "I thought it was going pretty quick. I really won't be much longer."
"Oh, okay. No problem. Take your time."
While Sean examined the pipe further, I wiped some of the makeup off my face. Connor appeared in the doorway a second later.
"Hey, Rosie," said Connor.
"Hi, babe."
"What's going on?"
Sean turned around. "Hey, man."
"What's up?" asked Connor.
"Rosie was taking a shower with the hulk and things got a little messy." Sean motioned up to the showerhead. "So she asked me to come fix it."
Connor took a step forward to get a better look at the shower. "Geez, what really happened Rosie?"
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders as cutely and innocently as possible.
"And why is Sean soaking wet?"
Oh no. Oh no. Please don't tell him I tried to get you naked.
"Rosie tried to help," said Sean.
"Eek," replied Connor with a laugh. "Yeah, that hardly ever ends well. Think we'll be able to fix it?"
"Rosie's plumbing skills, or the showerhead?"
"Both."
"I think that Rosie's plumbing skills are beyond help, but this showerhead can be fixed pretty easily. Or at least, I can patch it. It's probably best to just replace it though."
"Does that mean we need to go to Lowe's?" Connor looked very excited. Lowe's was one of his favorite stores. He always loved buying new toys there.
"I'm always down for a trip to Lowe's," said Sean. "I actually need to pick up a few new paintbrushes before the weekend, so that's perfect."
"Alright, let's go!"
Sean threw his shirt on while Connor swapped his dress pants for jeans, and they both took off.
When the front door slammed shut I let out a sigh of relief. How the hell did I just get away with that?
Chapter 10
Connor
"So what do you think really happened to my showerhead?" I asked as we backed out of Sean's driveway in his pickup truck.
"Rosie hit it with a hammer."
I laughed. "Seriously, what do you think happened?"
"I know it sounds crazy, but I really think Rosie hit it with a hammer. There was a hammer and an ice pick on the bathroom floor when I first got there, and the
n when I had my back turned she kicked them under the vanity."
"Why in the world would she do that?" This doesn't make any sense.
"I dunno, man," said Sean. "It seemed like she wanted to have someone to flirt with. I guess she's super horny since you're not having sex with her."
"How so?"
"It really seemed like she was trying to get me naked. And why else would she break her own shower, call me over, and only wear a towel? She had plenty of time to change. It's not like the leak was going to flood the house if she didn't call me immediately."
"Wow, I guess our plan really is working." Score!
"On Rosie, maybe."
"Oh, it's working on Phoenix too," I said.
"Why do you say that?"
How much should I tell him? "I ran into her during my lunch break. She was out front washing her car and called me over to spray me with the hose."
Sean laughed. "Well did you deserve it?"
"No?"
"Were you staring at her ass?"
"Uh..."
"It's okay. I won't be mad. She has a great ass. And she always washes the car in those tiny jean shorts. God, those are the best."
"Of course I was staring at her ass."
Sean slammed the breaks on and cut the wheel to the side of the road. "Get the fuck out of my truck." He looked super serious.
Oh shit. "Dude, chill. I was just..."
"And don't you ever let me see your face again."
"But I live next door."
"Do I look like I give a fuck?!"
"Okay, relax. I'll get out." Wow, I didn't realize Sean was a freaking psycho.
When I opened the door, Sean started laughing hysterically. "Oh man, you should have seen your face."
I laughed too. "Damn, you got me so good. I thought you were actually pissed." I closed the door so we could get moving again.
Sean stepped on the gas and pulled back into the road. "No way. Really I should just be flattered that you think my wife has an ass worthy of staring at. For the record, so does Rosie."
"Why thank you, sir," I said with a flourished bow. Or at least, as much of a flourished bow as was possible while seated in a pickup truck and restrained by a seat belt.
"You're quite welcome. So is that all the evidence you have that our plan is making Phoenix horny?"
"Oh, no. After she sprayed me with the hose, she invited me inside to eat popsicles for lunch."
"Popsicles for lunch?" asked Sean.
"Yup. And then she started saying all this crazy stuff about how she loved popsicles because you could eat them in so many different ways. Shit, she deep throated a popsicle and swallowed half of it."
Sean laughed. "Wow, she was really messing with you good. I remember the first time I saw her eat a popsicle. I nearly jizzed in my pants."
"Think she could give Rosie some pointers?" I asked. "Rosie gives good head, but my God. That was some next level shit that Phoenix was doing. If she sucks cock even remotely close to the way she eats a popsicle, then you're a lucky man."
"I guess that means I'm a lucky man." Sean had a huge grin on his face. "And it definitely means our plan is working on Phoenix too. She only eats popsicles when she's horny."
"Do you think we should give in soon? I mean, who knows what they'll try next if they're acting that way around us. I don't want them to go out and cheat on us."
"Yeah, you should definitely give in," agreed Sean.
"Will you too?"
"Hell no. I wouldn't be caught dead in a Cowboys jersey."
"But..." I protested.
Sean took a minute to focus on finding a parking spot at Lowe's before he responded. "Alright. Let's give it another day or two and then we can discuss lowering the stakes of our bet. I promise it'll be worth it. Hell, maybe that will give Phoenix enough time to show Rosie how to properly eat a popsicle."
"Deal."
Chapter 11
Rosie
My delicious salad was half-made when my phone buzzed. I swiped my finger across the screen and read the message.
Phoenix: "Just went out shopping. I think Sean might be stopping by the house soon to grab some lunch. Good luck!"
I shoved my chopped up lettuce back in the fridge and sprinted upstairs. I slipped into the bikini Phoenix had given me last night during our debriefing on our seduction attempts. Neither one of us had succeeded, but we had both been interrupted by stuff. If we hadn't been interrupted, we both felt like it would have worked. I told her that I thought we should call it off while we still could, but Phoenix reminded me about what might happen if we didn't get our sex lives back on track.
We also came to the conclusion that me seducing Sean at my house, where Connor was liable to walk in at any minute, was a horrible idea. She followed that up by giving me the bikini I had tried on during our shopping trip. The one that left my ass pretty much completely exposed and made my boobs look amaze-balls.
I spun around in front of the mirror to check out the bikini. It didn't look quite as good as it did at the store. What was it missing?
The shoes! Oh no. The shoes. Do I really want to go full-on slut and sunbathe in a bikini and heels?
I decided the answer had to be yes. After all, my goal for the afternoon was to suck my neighbor's cock. That already put me in the full-on slut category, with or without the heels. I pulled the black stilettos out of my closet and strapped them on.
Next came my makeup. Phoenix had mentioned that she had good makeup tutorials on her YouTube channel specifically for blondes, so I pulled out my phone and searched for Phoenix's Fashions. I scrolled through her videos until I came across the one for blondes.
As per her directions in the video, I put on some waterproof lipstick, mascara, and eye shadow. It felt awkward watching a video of Phoenix giving makeup advice when I was doing my makeup to go try to seduce her husband. Actually, this whole thing felt awkward. What am I doing trying to seduce a married man? What will my husband think?
Like Phoenix said, I just had to keep telling myself that this was going to help my marriage in the long run. I wanted Connor to look at me the way he used to when we first met. I wasn't sure how many more rain checks I could get before giving up completely.
I put my phone down and spun around to check myself out in the mirror. Damn, I look good.
After wobbling down the stairs in my heels, I grabbed my purse and peeped outside. I had to ensure no neighbors would see me. Sally, the neighborhood gossip, was walking her dog, so I waited until she was well out of sight before proceeding to Sean and Phoenix's pool. The last thing I wanted was for Sally to start a rumor that I like to sneak over to the new neighbors house dressed like a slut. Even though that was a pretty accurate description of what I was doing.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the gate to their backyard. I knew they had a pool, but the tall bushes around the perimeter had always blocked the view from my house. It was a tropical paradise in the middle of suburban Philadelphia. Colorful plants sprung from breaks in stone surrounding the pool, which itself looked like it was a natural hot spring rather than a pool. To the side they had a patio with a built in grill and fire pit. Shade was provided by vine covered trellises over the porch.
I grabbed a lounge chair and positioned it so that it was directly in the sun. When I looked back to see if it was visible from the kitchen window, I noticed some movement inside. Crap, he's already home.
As quickly as possible, I dug through my purse to find my sunglasses, sunscreen, and Grey by E.L. James. I put the sunscreen next to me and then lay down on my stomach and started reading. I was doing some research on how to inadvertently make your protagonist sound British, so Grey was the perfect read.
After a few minutes, I heard the back door open. My heart started pounding. Do I really want to do this?
"Hey, what are you doing back here?" asked Sean.
I kept my eyes on my book as I responded. "Phoenix said it was okay for me to come over and sunbathe whenever I w
anted to. I hope that's okay."
"Fine with me. Is it okay if I get some work done while you're here?"
"Of course."
"Great. I'll try to hurry so that you can have the pool all to yourself again."
"No problem."
"Okay, just let me know if I'm bothering you."
"You're not bothering me at all. Actually, can you help me out? I need to put more sunscreen on, but I don't want to get it on my book." I motioned to the bottle.
"Sure. I'd be happy to help."
A second later I felt him sit on the edge of my lounge chair. The sun screen squirting on my upper back sent a chill down my spine. And Sean's strong hands rubbing it into my shoulders sent a different kind of chill down my spine.
"Are the straps getting in your way?"
"They're..."
"You can go under them. Actually, why don't you just undo them?"
Sean had both strings untied practically before the sentence left my mouth. My top slid off my breasts and fell onto the lounge chair. I reached down, crumpled it up, and stuffed it in my purse as Sean kept massaging my back. I couldn't believe I was getting a topless massage from my neighbor.
He squirted a huge glob of sun screen on my lower back and massaged it in right above my ass.
"Sorry, I got way too much," he said. "Want me to do your legs too?"
"Sure."
His hands drifted down to my calves and then started working up towards my ass. I suddenly remembered how much of my ass this bikini left exposed. It was an inch or two of fabric away from being a thong. It was time to step things up a notch.
"Is it too much for me to ask you to get my ass?" I asked.
"You sure?" He tried unsuccessfully to mask the excitement in his voice.
"Well don't make it weird. It's just sunscreen."
Sean kept massaging up my legs, with a strong focus on my inner thighs. Desire was building inside of me. When he reached my ass, he made sure he covered every inch of it in sunscreen and then did it a second time for good measure. I opened my legs slightly to give him better access. His hands dipped between my thighs and massaged hard. I didn't know if he meant to, but the side of his hand brushed against my pussy. My reservations from earlier had turned purely into excitement. I'm going to suck his cock. And I wanted to do it.
