It was a beautiful day today, the sun was out, the birds were singing and she was getting her plumbing fixed.
She laughed to herself at that, her and her partner's sink tap wasn't working so naturally they had to bring someone by to fix it.
His name was apparently John, when she spoke to him on the phone.
"What time is it?" her partner said as he strode into the room, he has just had a shower, his hair was wet and he was looking very good in jeans and a black t-shirt.
"10:30"
"So the guy will be here pretty soon then huh?"
"Oh. Yes he will, I'll be back"
She stood up to get her water bottle out of the fridge before the man arrived, she didn't like interrupting people while they worked.
She slumped back down on the couch and there was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it," they said simultaneously.
She grinned at him; he kissed her lightly on the lips and went for the door.
She looked down at her book once again and continued reading, only faintly aware of another presence in the room.
"Hey"
She looked up and saw that the man had arrived; she stood up and shook his hand.
He was very attractive; he was quite fit from what she could see, with light brown hair and a lovely smile. She blushed and felt unexpectedly giddy.
"Hi...um...the kitchen's over there" she awkwardly gestured towards the kitchen; he nodded his thanks and made his way over.
She sat back down on the couch and quickly turned on the TV, some rerun's of M*A*S*H were on. Her partner was sitting next to her; she turned to look at him and smiled. She felt slightly ashamed, though she knew she had no reason to be, these was perfectly normal human things and she still loved him with all her being.
But still she could not help but glance over to the other man in the room every once and a while, quickly and while her other half wasn't looking...or when she thought he wasn't.
She was beginning to imagine things she shouldn't have been imagining.
She thought of the man taking his shirt off, slowing, agonizingly slowly in front of her, she could already see the outlines of muscle beneath his too tight shirt.
She imagined kneeling before him, unbuttoning his shorts, letting them slide onto the kitchen floor, his hard penis exposed to her.
She stopped. Chastising herself for thinking of such things, when her loving partner was sitting beside her.
"Hmmm?" her partner murmured to her, she must have appeared out of sorts.
"What? Oh nothing" she knew that was a dumb response and felt a little dumb saying it.
He looked at her whilst she stared at the TV, almost as though she were actively trying to distract herself.
He knew very well that she found the man in the kitchen handsome, hell, hot for a better word.
She was a book that he loved to read and understand.
Her face was flushed as well as her chest and when he glanced down at her perfect chest he noticed her nipples were hard. She was also wearing a skirt, which she didn't do often.
He moved closer to her, quickly glancing over at the man in the kitchen, he was bent down under the sink, busy.
He placed a hand on her upper thigh. She sighed and smiled, still watching the TV.
He smiled and slid his hand underneath her skirt, higher.
He heard her breath quicken and she turned to him, questioning and lust in her eyes.
He gestured for her to relax and she turned back, now very aware of his presence.
He moved closer and placed his lips on her ear, which he knew drove her crazy. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as he licked a long stripe up her ear.
"Look at him"
She turned quickly to look at her partner; she seemed very unsure and almost embarrassed.
