I cleaned up the mess and brought the clothes to a laundromat. I had no idea as to how to approach my husband for the money needed to repair the washe.... I notified the appliance repair people and they agreed to stop by the following Tuesday and repair the washer.Tuesday morning around 10:00 am, the two repairmen showed up. John, the tall man, was polite and some what business like. Jake, on the other had, was short and really fat. He smelled of cigars and kept leering at me and making whispered. This time more than just touching, gently rubbing, at a rip that went right even with the crotch of my panties…he was running one finger along the elasic from just at my crotch all the way around to the side…as if to gently tease the panties out of the rip. After maybe half a minute, I decided to give him the green light that this was an OK thing. I put both legs on the floor a little ways apart and backed a little moving my butt a little closer to my admirer while still pretending not to. I couldn't deny that I really wanted to touch it but at the same time I was freaking out inside. I felt like I was suddenly dreaming. Maybe not the best way to describe it but it was a very unique feeling.I don't know what made me do it but I eventually walked over to him and put my hand on his cock. Having just come out of the shower the skin in his shaft was very soft. I slid my fingers along the shaft and then wrapped my hand around his cock. I could feel my heart pounding as for the first. From now on she would only dress in short skirts and sleeveless , collarless sheer front button blouses. No more bras or panties would be worn by her at any time. She would visit the mall tomorrow morning it being the Saturday she had off. She was to walk the mall and at the far end visit the tattoo parlor doing as the owner and tattooist had her doing. Alyssa woke up the next morning showered and dressed in her body exposing outfit and drove to the mall. Entering the malls food court entrance.