On my way home from work tonight, I got a call from my wife Sue. After the normal chit-chat, she caught me off-guard.
"Oh and by the way, I know you worked late, but could you stop by and see Mandy? She needs you to check her plumbing."
Biting my tongue slightly, I replied "Ummm, excuse me? Are you sure about that babe?"
"Well ya, why do you.... OH STOP, you pervert!" she laughed, "Get your mind out of the gutter. How about this: there's a problem with the bathtub and she would like you to see if you can fix it. Is that better?"
Shaking my head, but still smiling, told her I could. "But it's already late, so now I will be really late getting home. Good thing it's Friday!"
"Well then I won't wait up for you. Just be quiet coming in, I have to get up early. Unlike you, I have to work in the morning."
We signed off since I was almost at Mandy's house, it was on my way home and Sue had called me just in time.
My phone said it was just after 10PM as I pulled into the driveway. As usual, no one answered the door when I knocked, so I went in the garage door which was always unlocked.
The house seemed empty as I walked through, until I heard the stereo playing on the back deck. I followed the noise to see Mandy sitting in the hot tub.
She jumped as I called out to her, but settled back as she recognized me.
"Oh hey Rick, thanks for stopping by so late. Sorry to interrupt you on your way home though. I called Sue a few hours ago, but after a few glasses of wine I got tired of waiting for a bath and decided to get in the hot tub instead. So here I am!"
"It's no problem, I didn't have anything going on tonight. So why am I here again?"
"The tub in my bathroom was leaking real bad in the back when I took a shower this morning, so I was scared to use it tonight."
"Allright, I will go take a look and get back to you in a bit."
"Thanks Rick, I owe you one. You're the best!"
The leak was minor but it took a while to find the right parts for it in the garage, her husband Dave is a bit disorganized. When I came out to check on Mandy about 11:30, I saw the bottle of wine was now empty, and she seemed to be sleeping until she heard the door click closed.
"Hey, you're back! All done with the tub?"
"Yup, you're good. There was just a hole in the sealant, so that's why it leaked so much. I put more caulking on it, it didn't take too much. Just don't use it until tomorrow night so it can dry."
"Thanks so much Rick, you are awesome! You saved the day!"
"It was nothing, anytime. But hey, I need to get home. I need to get off my feet, have a few drinks, and get rid of the week's stress."
"I see you looking at the wine. Tell ya what - if you want some it will cost you. You have to borrow some of my hubby's shorts, open a new bottle, and come join me in here. I need someone to talk to, and it will help you wind down too."
"Sure, why not," I replied after a moment of thought, "just give me a couple of minutes."
With my wife sleeping, when I got home I would just have a few beers on the couch with the TV turned down to not wake her. Boring!!! At least here I could chat with someone. While I changed I figured it couldn't hurt to stay for an hour or so. Besides, we don't have a hot tub, this would be a nice change.
Carrying the requested bottle (plus an extra), I was out there within five minutes. After pouring us both a generous glass and putting them on the table by the tub, I slid into the calming hot water. The bubbles were on low and the light was off, so it made for easy conversation.
We chatted about everything and nothing for an hour or so and were well into the second bottle I brought out. Scooting up a little bit to cool off a touch, I stretched my arms across the back of the tub. When Mandy leaned over the tub to pour another glass she was just above my arm. She rested her arm on the table to keep her balance, which firmly placed one breast onto the back of my hand.
Before I could stop the thought, I blurted out "Next time warn me so I can turn my hand over first."
She looks down and giggles as she realizes what she was doing. She didn't move away though, not until she sat back down.
"Oops, sorry, didn't mean to this time, I blame the three bottles of wine. I hope it didn't bother you, I don't care."
Her comments shocked me into silence. Hearing that it didn't bother her was nice to know. And the 'this time' was finally confirmation that all the teasing she had been doing was on purpose. She had been 'accidentally' rubbing up against me for a couple of years but I was too shy to pursue the issue. Besides, as my wife's sister, I really didn't need the drama an unwanted advance would bring.
As I poured myself another drink, that train of thought was interrupted by her bringing up another topic, and we got back to BS-ing.
Even though her glass was still half full, a few minutes later Mandy mumbles "time for another glass" and moves over slowly. At the last second, I turn my hand over and she leans across me, carefully placing one breast fully in my hand, the other on my forearm.
My breath caught as I froze in shock, I didn't think she would really do it! This felt both incredible and awkward. She was having issues concentrating as well, she looked a little nervous and distracted. My pulse started to race when I felt her nipple harden in my palm. That, plus her faster breathing, showed she felt the same excitement I did.
All to soon she moved back, taking her breast away from me. In her nervousness, she moved too quick and mostly fell instead of sitting and half missed her seat, causing her to squeal and spill most of glass into the tub. She shook her head and smiled, sarcastically saying "Oh nooooo, now I have to get more. Again..."
We both smiled as she moved closer to me before reaching for the bottle. Close enough for me to take the easy reach out to both breasts for a quick teasing caress. Mandy seemed to ignore me as she poured, except for holding onto that smile. And those very erect nipples that her bikini couldn't hide. Just before she moved away, I dropped my hand, stopped by a belated sense of guilt.
She gave me concerned look and started to speak, but I cut her off.
"Sorry, it's not you, it's me. Wait, that sounds corny. Ummm... We shouldn't really be doing this. Your sister is my wife! And you're married too! Can we blame this little 'whoops' on both of us being drunk?"
"I know, I know," she sighed, "this is wrong. At least no one knows but us right? But one other important thing - I know that Sue has cheated on you, it was twice wasn't it?"
I nodded slowly, "Ya, and we almost split up both times."
"And I think Dave is cheating too, but I'm not getting into that now, so this is our turn to even up the score a little, right?"
"Well ya that is a good point. But when we are both sober you boob-check me a lot, and I couldn't help saying what I did. Maybe it is just all that build-up that made me weak. Oh yeah, and the wine."
