"Tracy!" My mum shouted up the stairs.
"Yes mum," I replied as I laid on my bed watching TV.
"You will be in later won't you? Remember, I told you the plumbers are coming round to do some work."
"Yeh I remember, I'll be in." It wasn't like I had anything else to do. I was 18 and fresh out of school with no job to go to. I live at home with my mum and dad and helped out around the house when I could, generally doing the housework whilst they were at work. And by the looks of things, today was going to be no different, however, there would be a couple of plumbers in the house installing a new boiler.
I jumped in the shower before they came and there was going to be no hot water for me to have a shower later. I gave my legs a going over with the razor whilst in there, and also my pussy. I loved the feeling of having a completely clean shaven pussy, in a strange way it made me feel naughty.
I stepped out the shower and wrapped a towel around my slim body and walked along the landing to my bedroom at the front of the house. I pulled the curtains together a little bit and dropped my towel to the floor. My wet blonde hair dripping down my back as I went over to my wardrobe, the drips rolling down the small of my back and onto my peachy, pert bum. The cool air on my skin causing goose bumps and stiffening my nipples on my 34DD's. I was quite proud of my body and enjoyed showing it off when I could.
I stood naked in front of the mirror on my wardrobe door and blow dried my hair, I tied it back in a loose ponytail and picked out my favourite pink "forbidden" thong and wriggled into it, pulling the string sides up high. I had a matching plunge bra which I put on and then dug out my short denim shorts and pulled them up my silky smooth legs. I grabbed my moisturiser and squirted some on my hands and began rubbing it into my legs, I'm only 5ft6in so my legs aren't the longest.
I put on a white vest top which was nearly too small, but I managed to squeeze it over my big boobs, it almost made them look bigger being squeezed into a top too small. My top didn't quite reach the waistband of my denim shorts, leaving my pink thong string in clear view.
Happy with the look and hoping the plumbers would appreciate it too, I headed downstairs, just as I got to the bottom of the stairs the doorbell rang. I headed towards the door and could see two figures in the frosted glass of the door. I opened the door and standing in front of me were two very tall black guys.
"Good morning miss." The older guy said, "I'm Bernard and this is my son Leroy, we're your local, friendly plumbers." He said with an easy smile which extended to his eyes. Both men were easily over 6ft tall, Bernard looked to be in his late forties and had a sprinkling of grey hair dotted throughout his short afro giving him a somewhat distinguished look. He was clean shaven and was wearing a grey polo shirt with his company logo on over his left breast, his top was relatively tight across his broad chest and his biceps bulged as he held his plumbers bag by the straps in one hand. His top was tucked into a pair of blue combat trousers.
"Please come in." I said and began walking along the wooden hallway, my feet quiet on the floor compared to the noise of their boots. I gave an extra wiggle to my bum as they followed, hoping they were looking. Once in the kitchen where the boiler was, I turned and leant against the work top, my hands either side of me resting on the top behind me, stretching my already tight top even tighter. "Can I get you guys anything?" I asked with an innocent look on my face.
Both of them openly looked me up and down. "I'd say." Leroy said and gave me a wink. Leroy was very much like his dad in build and physique. He had the same top tucked into the same combat trousers, his hair was shaved short and there was something magnetic about his eyes, he had a short and neatly kept goatee. A dark tattoo was emerging from under the sleeve of his right bicep.
"I'd love a drink of orange or something similar please," Bernard said. Dropping his bag and looking at the boiler.
I grabbed them both an orange juice and put the glasses down in front of them.
"Can you show us where the hot water tank is please?" Bernard asked.
"Sure, follow me please." I said and turned on my heal. They both followed, Leroy first and then Bernard. Again, I over played the wiggle in my walk as I bounced my way upstairs, turning slightly when I got to the top to come back along the landing towards the front of the house and noticing Leroy's eyes were fixated on my bum. I smiled to myself.
"It's right here." I said opening the airing cupboard door which was opposite my bedroom door.
"Lovely thank you." Bernard said looking inside, "Leroy, you start up here with draining the system and I'll start downstairs. Leroy nodded and went downstairs to grab his bag.
"If you need anything else, please just shout I'll be in my room." I shouted down the stairs to them.
A few minutes later Leroy come back up with his tool bag and a long length of hose. I left the door open to my room and at first watched from my bed as Leroy started attaching hoses to pipes. I got up off my bed and went and leant against my door frame, the frame splitting my boobs. I stood watching him as he leant into the cupboard, fumbling around the back of the hot water tank. I was checking out his form and I liked what I could see from behind him. "My, that's a long hose you've got there!" I said playfully.
"Oh this?" He said holding up the end of a piece of hose and looking over his shoulder at me, "this is nothing. I've got a longer length tucked away that I'm hoping to use later." An eyebrow raised in my direction.
