Side Jobs – Madeline and the Light Fixtures

I meet a wide variety of people doing side jobs, all different and interesting in their own way. This includes a lot of women, of course, and I find many of them as attractive and appealing as they seem to find me. Some are very flirty, some are very forward and aggressive, and some are demure and subdued. Some don’t realize how obvious they really are.Madeline was one of those…..*****When I arrived at the house and rang the bell the door was answered by a short, chubby, and attractive young woman. She gave me a big smile and gestured for me to come inside.”Bonjour!””Good afternoon,” I replied. “I’m J, I’m here to change the light fixtures.””Oui,” she replied with a nod. “Oh, sorry. My sister, Jacquelyn, is not home today. I am her sister, Madeline. Please, come inside.”Her French accent was apparent. She told me that she had been asked to be here when I arrived to replace the fixtures as her sister was unavailable. She had a pretty smile and bright eyes, and the accent only added to her cuteness.”Well, I will start with the one in the front entry and then do the one in the main bedroom,” I suggested. “If that’s okay with you?””Oh, certainly. Whatever you want,” she giggled nervously. “I, uh, I’ll just sit over here.”She Anadolu Yakası Escort took a seat on the end of the L-shaped sofa and smiled, brushing her hair back and glancing at my crotch. I smiled back and told her I would be back in a moment with the step ladder and fixtures. After retrieving what I needed from the truck, I slipped off my shoes and set the ladder up in the front entrance.Madeline watched me closely, her eyes following me around as she checked me out from top to bottom. I glanced over and caught her eyeing me up, and she blushed and looked away quickly with an embarrassed grin. A phone rang while I was on the ladder and removing the fixture, and she picked it up and spoke in French.”Salut? Oui, il est,” she answered.The other voice was mumbled but another woman, so I assumed it was Jacquelyn checking to see if I had arrived. Unknown to them, I speak French quite well and could understand everything she was saying.”He’s so hot! Yes, I know you did, but not this hot,” she giggled.I put the old fixture aside and took the new one from the box, installing it securely while listening to Madeline discuss my physical attributes with her sister.”He’s so muscular. Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan Yes, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. Did you see his bulge?”I stifled my chuckle with a cough.”Oh, I wish,” she giggled. “I doubt he would have any interest in me.”She laughed and glanced at me with a coy smile.”Of course I would! In a heartbeat. I would ride him like a stallion until I passed out,” she laughed.Once finished securing the light, I climbed down and flipped the switch to ensure it worked. I turned towards her and smiled, seeing her eyes go to my crotch before rising up to meet mine.”All done here. Time for us to move to the bedroom,” I teased.She blushed and giggled, telling her sister what I said and laughing while I moved down the hallway and into the master bedroom. It was spacious, with large windows and a king-sized bed. She followed me into the room and sat in the chair by the window as I unpacked the new fixture, continuing to talk with her sister.”Yes, we are in the bedroom now,” she giggled. “No! I am not going to do that!”She covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes bright and focused on mine. I smiled and gestured to the fixture over the bed.”Do you mind Escort Anadolu Yakası if I get on the bed?” I asked.”No, not at all,” she replied to me before returning to the conversation.”He asked if he could get on the bed,” she reported with a giggle. “Of course I said yes!”I balanced on the bed and quickly had the fixture overhead swapped out. Once done I gestured to the light switch.”Would you mind turning me on?” I teased.She smiled and walked over to the switch while continuing to relay my words to her sister. I put my hand on the fixture and watched for her to flip the switch. When she flipped it with her finger I began shaking myself and let out a loud “AAAAAHHHHH!”She froze, a look of horror on her face as I pretended to get shocked. I put my hand down and laughed.”Oh, vous le cul!’ she shouted while clutching her chest.I decided it was time to let her know I could speak and understand French.”Juste une blague,” I replied with a grin, telling her it was just a joke.She gasped and looked at me in shock.”You… you speak French?””Yes, I do,” I admitted with a smile before jumping off the bed.”Oh my god… you understood everything I said?””Yes,” I replied and lifted my shirt over my head.She stared open-mouthed as I tossed the shirt aside and began to undo my pants.”Are you ready to ride a stallion?” I asked.She looked at the phone, told her sister she would call her back, and put it on the dresser. I lowered and stepped out of my pants, leaving them on the floor, and stood up with my hands out towards her.”Come on, beautiful, ” I invited.