Mia woke up grumpy, knowing that the day was going to idly pass her by without anything at all happening to make it worthwhile. It's the end of the semester, and her housemates have finished their exams and have left for home, leaving her alone in the apartment since she has another paper in two weeks. The solitude was at first a welcomed change from her usual hectic and crowded pace, but it was beginning to get mundane.
She dragged herself out of bed, being awake early out of habit more than anything else, and found out, after her shower, that the bathroom sink was flooded. She rummaged around the apartment, looking for tools to fix it herself, but realized that she hadn't the first clue as to how to fix plumbing.
The plumber's name was Joe, and over the phone he sounded typically like a plumber should: loud, irritable and lacking in manners. She was rather apprehensive about letting a strange, greasy man into the house when she was alone, especially since she was minimally dressed in a tight-fitting tank top and short shorts. She made a mental note to do the laundry much more often, so she could dress appropriately in case of emergency.
There was a knocking, and warily she opened the door.
A man stood before her, smiling. "Hi, I'm Joe," he said, "did you call to fix a broken faucet?"
Mia was pleasantly surprised to see that Joe wasn't a greasy looking plumber at all. He was quite good looking, with a lean body and a nice smile. He almost seemed out of place working as a plumber, what with a refined look about him. He looked as though he belonged in an ad in a glossy magazine.
"Um, yeah," said Mia, regaining her composure. She couldn't help but get a little flustered at the sight of the yummy looking Joe. "Er," she said smiling, "please, come inside,"
As Mia lead Joe into her bathroom (which was connected to her bedroom), he couldn't help but check her out. From her tight fitting attire, he could tell that she had a nice, shapely body. She was on the slim side, and she had nice long legs which she displayed proudly in those skin tight shorts. She had the perfect breasts for her slim, willowy figure, and Joe couldn't help but develop a minor hard on looking at her delicious body dressed as though she was begging for a good fuck.
" Hmm, looks like quite a leak," Joe said after surveying the damage. He was squatting on the bathroom floor, while Mia peered curiously behind him. He turned up to her and smiled reassuringly, "No worries, just a normal hiccup. These things happen sometimes,"
Mia smiled nervously, as her vibrator was in plain view on the washroom counter. Almost as though he was reading her mind, Joe turned and caught the bright pink colored naughty thing. To her horror, Joe reached out and grabbed the vibrator, studying it almost intently.
"You know, I've seen these things in girl's bathrooms a lot, but I never knew what they're used for," he told her. She couldn't tell if it was some cheesy pick up line or whether he was telling the truth, but she blurted a reply that surprised herself.
"You want me to show you how it's used?" she smiled , taking the vibrator from Joe's hands. He had a confused, dumbfounded look on his face. She tossed him a teasing look, while still unsure what she was doing. He was quite hot, and she was rather horny and bored.
"You're kidding, right?" Mia said finally, waving the vibrator near Joe's face "you do know what this is, right?"
Joe looked a little hurt, "Honestly, miss. I have no idea what that thing is,"
"Are you curious to find out what it does?"
