I work at home and several weeks ago on a Tuesday I was up at the unusual time of 9:00 am when the doorbell rang. I went to the door and it was a friend of my wifeâs, Nancy.
âHi Nancyâ, I said, wondering why she was stopping by.
âHi Nick, is Susan home?â she asked.
âNo, but come on inâ I replied.
Let me tell you a little about Nancy. She was a neighbor of my wifeâs when she was growing up. Not necessarily a girl friend but more like one of the âstraysâ that I refer to when my big hearted wife befriends someone who needs it. Nancy is a nice girl, not exactly good looking and not the brightest bulb in the chandelier either.
As Nancy walked in, I wondered to my self, Why did you ask her in? Susan wonât be home for hours and this girl is a ditz. âŚ..To late now!
As she walked into the den I noticed something that I had never noticed before. Nancy had a nice body. She works as a waitress and had on a uniform that was somewhat tight and came to just above her knees.
As she sat down, I offered her a cup of coffee and noticed that her dress had ridden up to show some very nice thigh. She said coffee would be nice and attempted to pull the hem of her uniform down toward her knee. I got her a cup, a refill for myself and sat down on the couch next to her.
âWhat brings you by on such a nice sunny morningâ I asked trying to be friendly as well as find out what DID bring her by at nine in the morning, when my wife would not be back until early evening.
âOh, Susan and I were going to go to a movie and then go shopping, we made these plans weeks agoâ she answered.
âI knew she was going out with someone but I thought it was this Wednesdayâ I said.
There was a long pause and I thought that maybe she was sipping her coffee but when I looked up she was staring at me with that âOh Shitâ look people get when they think they may have screwed up.
âWhat day is it todayâ Nancy asked weakly.
âTuesdayâ I answered, thinking this women is a moron.
âOh no!â she said âIâve been working nights and my days are all mixed up, Iâm so sorryâ
As she said this she raised her hands to the top of her forehead causing her hem to rise up on her thighs again. It also stretched the top of her uniform across her breasts. She really has a nice body I think to myself. I wonder why Iâve never noticed before?
âHey donât worry about it, youâre not bothering me and everybody gets their days mixed up from time to timeâ I said glancing down at her legs again.
She noticed me looking at her legs and blushing, pulled the hem down toward her knees again.
âI had better get going then, Susanâs going to think Iâm an idiot for showing up a day earlyâ she said.
âI wonât say anything about you even being here, so donât worry about itâ
âReallyâ She asked hopefully.
âReallyâ I said âOnly one condition, you have to stay here, relax and finish your coffeeâ
âThatâs really nice of youâ she said as she sat back and again tugged her hem down.
âI just thought of another conditionâ I said, âYou have really nice legs, so stop pulling your dress downâ I said and I reached over and pushed the hem way up on her thigh.
âOh Goshâ She giggled, but made no attempt to pull her dress down. âThis thing is always riding up on me. Itâs a good thing Iâm standing up work so I donât have to worry about it.â
âMaybe if you sat down and let it ride up, youâd make more tipsâ I joked.
Nancy blushed and said I sounded like her boyfriend Bill.
Oh yea, Bill, I remember Bill. We spent three days with him one night! Bill, with the room temperature I.Q. who spent most of the night hitting on my wife. I would have been upset if his attempts werenât so pathetic.
âSo how is Billâ I asked not really caring.
âGoodâ She said âHeâs always trying to get my skirt up higher tooâ
I didnât really like being compared to him so I said âNancy, I was really only trying to get you to feel more comfortable, not look at your legsâ
âOhâ she said with unconcealed disappointment.
I felt kind of bad so I added âEven though they are nice.â This time looking at her tits.
âThanksâ She said, âBills always trying to get me to wear mini skirts and see thru blouses!â
Picturing her dressed like that made my cock lurch a bit in my sweatpants. On a whim I stretched my legs out in front of me forcing my cock to make a tent in my sweats. I didnât look at her and pretended that I was just stretching. I heard a sharp intake of breath and risked a quick look. Her eyes were focused on my cock and her mouth was hanging open.
âHow about some more coffeeâ I said, standing up in front of her and holding my hand out for her cup.
âThanks, that would be niceâ She whispered still looking at the front of my sweats.
I went into the kitchen and leaned against the counter wondering what in the world I was trying to do here? Sheâs not really that good looking, granted she has a great body but sheâs a little slow, so it would be like taking advantage. All throughout this mental debate my cock is still tenting my pants. I ran around the kitchen doing stupid things until Iâm able to walk back into the den.
When I get in there Nancy is looking at some pictures that I taken, printed and framed. I walk up behind her and give her the coffee while staring at her ass.
âWhere did you get these pictures?â She asked.
âI took them with my camera and then printed themâ I explained.
She looked at my blankly and I started to explain the digital camera. âOh you have a Polaroid camera?â She asked.
âNo, not a Polaroid, a digital cameraâ I tried to explain but I could see she wasnât catching on. âCome on upstairs and I show it to youâ
She started to follow me up and I stopped and said âAfter youâ pointing to the top of the stairs. She started to walk up and I held back a few steps so I could see more of her legs as she went up. Damn! I need a longer stairway! I did see enough to tell she was wearing pantyhose. Oh well there goes one fantasy.
When we reached the top I pointed her into my office and asked to have a seat while I got the camera.
âThat little tiny thing took those picturesâ She asked.
âYup, Iâll show youâ I said. âSit in that chair and smile.â
She did as I asked and I shot 3 or 4 pictures, dumped them on the pc and brought them up on the screen.
âThose are really coolâ she said. âCan I try it?â
I gave her the camera and she shot up a bunch and laughed at each one as it was displayed.