As she sat there thinking about what she had first considered to be a dream; she suddenly flushed with embarrassment as her memory of the situation crystallised itself in her befuddled head. 'Had he... had he been? Did I feel his hard...God he had an erection! He had an erection when he was on top of me, his it was trapped against my... And me telling him that we must cuddle more often!' The sudden clarity caused a rather unexpected reaction. She squeezed her thighs together hard. Her stomach started to burn just above her pubic area. Her nipples began to rise and make themselves known to her, through the thin material of her dressing gown. She put her hands over them as if to deny their existence. "No," she said to the air about her, "No, this is not right, stop it; stop it now!" She concentrated on her tea and toast, clearing her mind of what she considered to be inappropriate thoughts. But deep down inside her, a line had already been crossed. And she knew it.
Liam knocked on Izzy's back door. She didn't answer the door, so he let himself back in. Shouting out "Hello Izzy, I'm back. I managed to find some wire, hopefully it is long enough." There was no response, so he climbed the stairs to the bedroom, she wasn't there. Looking out of her bedroom window, he could see that her car had gone. Inside the depression in the bed, left by Izzy's delectable arse, was a folded piece of paper with Liam's name upon it. He opened it and read; 'Liam, have gone back to work, only popping back during my lunch-break to make sure you were ok. I'll be back at 17:30, hopefully you will have finished by then. I wouldn't want you working on my problem all day, well not that one anyway. In inverted commas, she had written: "I'm looking forward to seeing if you have the right length for me." And she had signed the note with 'Iz and two XX to represent kisses.
"She looks forward to seeing if I have the right length for her?" He murmured to himself. "What the hell? I doubt very much she is talking about the wire??" He put the note in his pocket and carried on with the job. It was made quite easy, due to the conduit the electrician that first installed the wiring, had used. He tested the cable to double check it was not live then snipped through it and using some insulation tape, spliced the new wire to it. He then went down the stairs to the socket. In the utility room he stopped dead.
He was confronted by a small airing stand, which Izzy put her clothes upon after pulling them from the washing machine, or tumble drier. On the stand he was faced with several pairs of Izzy's knickers, some bras and a couple of suspender belts. He knew what the belts were from watching porn films, but had never seen a girl actually wearing them in real-life. He groaned at the thought and could not help himself from looking at the very skimpy, but stylish lingerie. All were lacey and looked very sexy. His mind immediately wondered what they would look like with Izzy's body inside them, modelling them, just for him?
"Oh God," he moaned. This had hit him right in the fetish! He could not resist picking up the nearest pair and putting them to his face, to rub on his cheek. 'Would she miss a pair?' His conscious fought with his lustful fetish and the internal battle with what was right and what he wanted for sexual gratification was on. He put the white pair of knickers back on the drier and grabbed the deep red pair. They were lacier that the white pair, were cut high on the thigh. The lace-work was beautifully executed and he could tell would hide none of her pubic hair, assuming that she had some. He was already fully hard, his erection making him uncomfortable. His lust had won over his conscience for doing the right thing and he stuffed the knickers into his overall pocket. He turned from the drier, hoping that his fetish God had been appeased with the lacey offering. Pushing against his member as if scolding it to behave, he got on with the job.
Unscrewing the faceplate to the socket, he disconnected the wires, Then he gently pulled on the cable and was pleased that it appeared to slide down the conduit easily, there was a little resistance where he had spliced on the new cable but after a few pulls, the insulating tape was visible and the new cable pulled through. He cut off the old cable and then circled the new cable into a loose knot, so that it did not pull back through whilst he was back up-stairs. Liam then went back up the stairs to do a similar thing to the other half of the cable, but first he had to remove all of the cable clips, that held the cable against the joists. He then went back down to the other socket, making sure that he kept his eyes away from the drier and the other pairs of Izzy's panties.
It was a simple thing then to pull through the second cable, then cut and connect the wiring at both sockets. This will then have reconnected the ring-main. He tested the continuity of the wiring at the sockets and found it to read true, so walked out to the garage and turned on the MCB for the utility room. It stayed in the up position and the power remained on. "Job done!" He said to himself. "Now to clear up and make good."
