The Sister in Law episode 2 enter the plumber

The Sister in Law episode 2 enter the plumberThis story continues from episode I (nice underwear) , you may wish to read that first!That evening after hiding the now dry sticky panties in my attic I attempted to phone Henry the plumber. He was a young lad in his twenties who I knew from the pub. He apprenticed with a big firm, did two years with them after qualifying and then went out on his own. He'd done a good job with our radiators so I was happy to recommend him. The problem was, I couldn't find my mobile! Had I left it at Alison's? If I had where? Did I use it after I was rolling around on the bed? I couldn't remember. Maybe I'd wander over tomorrow when she was out and have a look. In the meantime I used the house phone to ring Henry who said he'd contact her as soon as possible.The following day, mid-morning when I assumed she'd be gone, I approached Alison's house. Yes, the car wasn't there, that was okay then, I used the key that we kept for emergencies, she had one for ours, and locked the door behind me. I took a quick look around the kitchen and conservatory but couldn't see the phone so headed upstairs. Her bedroom was no tidier than yesterday, in fact it was worse; the denim skirt, tight white blouse and bra, white panties and tights were added anadolu yakası escort to the pile. Forgetting my mission I picked up the silky panties and held them to my face. Why did I do that? I smelled them. Mmm her special scent! Before I had the chance to do anything with my rock hard cock I heard a car pull up outside. Moving swiftly to the window I spotted Alison, and pulling up beside her, Henry the plumber. What to do? Brazen it out, tell the truth or hide. Without really thinking about it I dodged into the ensuite room and hid myself amongst the racks of clothes. Within minutes they had come into the bedroom. "Sorry about the mess" I heard Alison say, "Pete says the leak is something to do with the pipes in there." Then they both walked into the bathroom. I kept very still, hardly daring to breathe but I could see them both from my hiding place. Today she was all in black, flowery blouse, black skirt, nylon clad legs and knee high boots. Although nervous I felt my cock stiffen, she was some sexy lady. "Can I leave it to you Henry?" She said, "I have to get back to the office, and, thanks for coming." He was a little red faced and it appeared to me as he stood by my sexy sister in law that he could've come there and then. "That's alright," anadolu yakası escort he responded "I had a cancellation. Do you know where the stopcock is please?" She smiled. "That's something James did tell me, it's in the kitchen, under the sink." "Fine, I'll turn that off first." They then disappeared back downstairs. What was I to do? The only thought I had was to stay where I was and defer the decision. Anyway, before I had chance to change my mind I heard him come back up and into the bedroom. I waited, but he didn't come into the closet. Two minutes, five; was he alright? Perhaps he had been taken ill? There was a sound coming from the bedroom, was he in pain? I crept to the door and peered through the crack. Henry was lying on the bed with Alison's white panties over his face, it could have been me! He sat up, and as I did yesterday, began to search through the piles of clothes on the floor. He found the g string and, what I'd missed, a pair of black pull up stockings. Following my plan he began removing his clothes and putting on Alison's, the bra, the white lacy panties and the black stockings. My thoughts had never turned to a man in woman's clothes before but now my cock was straining in my jeans. I had to release it. I held it anadolu yakası escort throbbing in my hand while I spied on the plumber. Why did I do that? His cock was enormous and he was certainly enjoying himself; long strokes, gentle, regular, breathing heavily, whispering 'Alison' 'Alison'. My God it was so erotic, I almost wanted to go and help him, take his cock, put it in my mouth. Why did I think that?And then the bedroom door opened!"What the fuck?"I've never heard my sister in law swear before. He didn't speak. Neither did I! "Get out of my house." He clumsily took her clothes off, put his own on and sped out the door. Within a minute I could hear his van start and head off up the road. Meanwhile Alison lay on the bed and cried. I was aching to put my arms around her and tell her that everything was alright, but I couldn't of course, I want there! Eventually she stopped, wiped her eyes with the first thing she could put her hand on, the white lacy panties that Henry had been wearing, realised what they were and threw them across the room. She picked up all the clothes on the bed and threw them too. She stood up, composed herself and made her way downstairs. I heard her car start and the house was empty again, except for me. I clattered down the stairs, just stopping myself at the hall table on which stood, my lost phone! I retrieved it and headed for home amazed at what had happened over the last twenty four hours. And then the phone rang. "Hello!" "Pete, it's Alison. I need to see you!"Episode three to follow......