It was just too easy.She had arranged for Ed Brooks, Twin Falls' only handyman, to come round to fix her leaking kitchen sink. When he arrived, she op...ned the door wearing only a short, black kimono with scarlet dragons climbing up the chest. The kimono was so short that Terri knew the very bottom of her ass could be seen and took great pleasure in walking in front of Ed as she led him to the kitchen, her hips swaying softly.Ed examined the sink, and before long was laying on his back. He leaned down and kissed her. At first she tried to push him away and then, as if surrendering to a superior force, returned the kiss.He smiled and kissed her again. “See miss, you have nothing to fear. You are a very sexy woman and you need a man to show you pleasure. I am that man” he said. “You seem very sure of yourself” Sandra said, trying to sound indifferent. But the tingling between her legs and the hardening of her nipples showed he had guessed right. She was ripe for picking. Lifting. She doesn’t look like she is interested in talking to anyone else but me right now and I’m wondering what she wants. “Have you seen Guy,” she asks and I shrug. “Not since home this morning, he should be here,” I tell her before getting in my own questions,” Who are you?” “Sydney, his friend,” she keeps what she has to say short,” I need to talk to him.” “Well he hasn’t come by to pick up lunch today yet,” I was here early so I’d think I’d know. And that’s when the air left the cafeteria. Ever. ” Whatever resulted from me trying to don the ridiculously small underwear, I doubted it would leave me with much dignity, I didn’t even consider objecting though, not with the persistent pain in my ass cheeks. The tiny waistband creaked in protest as I pulled them up my skinny, but still adult legs. The back of the panties almost made it half way over my ass, after I had compensated by pulling the front over my pussy, but after soaking up its weight in my pussy juice, the panties clung to me.