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The Loft Insulation Crew
by Anonymous (address withheld)
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I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, and have shown off my
body from time to time. Actually that's how I met my
husband. But this episode in my life was something that
I probably shouldn't repeat, I mean, I could have been
gang-raped, I guess I was lucky I wasn't. (M+/F, voy,
exh, asian)
***
Just after Christmas 1997, living in London, we heard a
knock on our door and it was a door to door salesman
selling loft insulation. We had been considering doing
this but it would be a big job because of all the junk
that we had in our loft. We invited him in and he
started to tell us about prices. Unfortunately I wasn't
wearing anything that I could use that would give him a
quick peep at anything but then, you can't win them all!
My husband Dan, explained to him that there was a lot of
junk in the loft but the salesman said that that didn't
matter. Dan and the man went upstairs, lowered the loft
ladder and they had a look into the loft, the salesman
nodded his head and said that it wouldn't be a problem
because his workers could move or bring down the junk
for us. He measured the house and gave us a price that
Dan agreed to. The men to do the job would come next
Tuesday and do it for us.
The following Tuesday morning Dan went off to work at
830am as usual and I waited for the workmen to turn up.
I went on about my house work and at about 10am they
turned up. I answered the door and there was three Asian
men with their tools.
I took them in and showed them where the loft ladder was
and also asked them if they wanted a cup of tea. All
three of us sat in the kitchen and I asked them where
they were from. All three came from Wolverhampton and
had traveled down that morning and would be doing a few
jobs in the area before travelling back that night. I
hadn't dressed since Dan had gone to work and I still
had on my dressing gown.
I asked the men where they originated from and they told
me that they were Bangladeshi. I was a bit nervous being
with them because I didn't know anything about their
culture etc. As we talked I became easier with them and
the older one soon had me laughing about how English
people misunderstood them. I did keep my dressing gown
tightly done up though.
We all went upstairs and they got the loft ladder down
and being an aluminum one it creaked and groaned all the
way down and each time someone climbed it every step
groaned like an old door. The older one popped his head
inside the loft and told the other two that they would
empty the loft before starting to lay the insulation. He
got up inside and started to lower junk down to the
others and they piled it up in the spare room. If
anything I was getting in the way so moved to one side
as they got on with it.
After about 15 minutes of unloading and becoming totally
engrossed in finding old treasures the older one asked
me if it was safe to move an old bow that was padlocked
shut. I didn't know what box he meant so I told him that
I didn't know and would have to see it. He told me that
it was too heavy to move and would I have a look through
the loft entrance and tell him if he and another could
lift it and move it.
I climbed up the ladder very slowly because I don't like
heights that much. As my head got into the loft I looked
around and he was by the chimney pointing at a box. I
heard a voice directly below me and he was saying
something to the one in the loft and he was answering
back, both in a foreign language.
I told the one in the loft that I couldn't remember what
was in the box but he told me that he didn't want move
it without my say so and would I have a good look and
decide. I had to climb right into the loft and step very
carefully from one piece of wood to another and then I
realized that the box was Dan's old boyhood toys, not
breakable but very precious to Dan. I told the man that
he could move it and started to go back to the loft
entrance. I was very nervous now, one wrong step and my
foot would be through the ceiling and causing a lot of
expensive damage.
When I managed to get to the entrance I realized that
now I would have to step across the opening and lower a
foot to the first rung and nothing to hold on to at the
top! The two men below were telling me what to do and
talking to the other in the loft in their own language.
The one in the loft told me that he would hold my arm as
I knelt on the entrance surround and one of them below
would guide my foot onto the first rung.
After a couple of false starts I managed to kneel on one
knee and feel a hand on my ankle as I was guided to the
first rung. I was positively shaking with fear now as I
slowly went down the ladder and one of them helped me
all the way down.
At the bottom of the ladder I leaned against the wall
and caught my breath and when I had composed myself I
realized that my dressing gown had parted enough so that
they could see a 2 inch gap all the way down and my cunt
was bared to them. I pulled the gown closed and told
them that I was going into my bedroom to recover. When I
got into the bedroom.
I thought about what had happened and realized that I
had been set up and that they had been having a good
look at my cunt all the time that I was climbing up and
down the ladder. I had been so engrossed in what was
coming down from the loft when the one in the loft had
called out that I had forgotten how short my gown is.
I decided that it was payback time and I would enjoy
myself now! At the top of each door upstairs is a small
window which is about 12 inches high and the width of
the door, so I turned my bedroom light off and waited
for when the next person went up the ladder and I would
see if I could see them through the glass.
I heard the creaking of the ladder and watched. I saw a
head pass the window and thought this will be my
pleasure. I opened the curtains and the room was flooded
with daylight, lay back on the bed and undid my dressing
gown. I started to run my hands over my tits and pinched
my nipples a bit. I parted my legs and slid one hand
down to start stroking my slit and made myself very wet.
I heard the creaking of the ladder and after about three
steps the creaking of the ladder stopped. I opened my
eyes a little and could see one of the ones who had
waited at the bottom of the ladder looking through the
glass. I slid one finger right into my cunt and started
to slide it in and out very quickly.
Christ I must be fucking stupid, in my house with three
men in my house that I don't know; showing them
everything I've got! I could be raped! But it didn't
stop me, I went on fingering myself because it was so
exciting being in a potentially risky situation.
The next creaking of the ladder and I was on my knees
with my ass pointing at the window. The creaking stopped
and I knew that one of them was getting a fucking good
view of my cunt from behind and would see my four
fingers stretching my cunt wide. I heard him calling out
to his friends and, possibly, telling them that the
white whore was finger fucking herself. At least I hope
that was what he was telling them. Each of them must
have climbed the ladder 4 or 5 times and had a good look
at me as I finger fucked myself and used my vibrator
until I had my orgasm.
After I had cum and it had dried all across my thighs
and although I had licked it all off of my fingers it
was getting a bit uncomfortable so I pulled my gown
closed and went into the bathroom for a shower.
I ran the water until it was hot and got into the
shower, I was not visible while I was in the shower but
when I got out to dry myself off I stood so that anyone
climbing the ladder would see me as I wiped myself all
over.
As I was drying myself off I was wondering if I had the
courage to shave my cunt at the sink, I wrapped the
towel around my waist and cleaned my teeth, brushed my
hair and applied makeup, all the time wondering if I
could go through with it.
Fuck it I thought, whipped the towel off and squirted
the shaving cream onto my hand. As I rubbed the cream in
I could feel that there was a warm glow starting in me
again. I got the razor and slowly started to shave my
cunt. As I placed my left hand onto my mound to pull my
lips forward I could see my clit pouting out and as I
drew the razor over my lips from my leg crease each time
I could feel that I was going to come again.
I could hear a lot of talking going on outside the
bathroom and hoped that at least one of them was
watching me as I performed this very intimate shave. I
finished shaving and rubbed some baby oil into my skin
to prevent soreness.
When I came out of the bathroom I left my gown open and
went straight into my bedroom and dressed, very
carefully and slowly in stockings and suspender belt,
trying on a number of dresses and skirts of course. Each
time I managed to be seen in just my suspenders and
stockings.
The jabbering from outside was getting very regular and
there didn't seem to be a lot of activity in the loft.
When I was dressed I went down stairs and made a drink
for all of us. They came down for their cup of tea and
all they saw was me in normal every day clothes. Ah,
poor men.
When they had finished the work they told me that they
wished that all houses were as hospitable as ours was
and that normally, being Asians, they are not treated
very well.
If they only knew that I had enjoyed myself so much.
When Dan came home I told him all about it and he told
me that I had put myself in a risky situation. I told
him that I had realized what may have happened but that
had added to the excitement that I had felt.
END
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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