1. The Meter Reader


    Date: 2/7/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: showit4u, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    I'm basically a 'city boy' but one summer decided to rent an old two story farmhouse in the country. It had its good and bad points. The bad was that it was quite a way from town. I was working nights at a bakery and had to drive the twenty or so miles to work in the dark every night. The good part was that it was secluded. I could walk around the house in just my bra and panties, a short skirt and heels, or sexy lingerie if I wanted to. One of my favorite things was to go outside and wash my car or work in the garden wearing a little string bikini bathing suit. One warm afternoon, I was out in the yard washing my car and listening to the radio. I was wearing a powder blue bikini with string ties at the sides, the matching top and a short white t-shirt. I had the shirt on because as much as I like the tan lines on my ass, I'm not crazy about them on my back and chest. ( it would be hard to explain to my 'straight' friends who might see me with my shirt off! ) I didn't see, or hear the truck coming up my long driveway until it was too late. It had a little yellow flashing light on top and the sign on the door read, 'RPC' with smaller letters underneath spelling out 'Rural Power Company.' I thought about dropping the water hose and running in the house, but instead went around to the side of my car where the driver couldn't directly see me and bent down, continuing to wash the bottom part of my car. The truck pulled up to within just a few feet of me and the driver got out. ...
    "Hi," he said with a smile. "Power Company, just here to read your meter." He was an older man. In fact, he looked old enough to be retired but was still very trim and toned with a full head of hair. "Oh, sure, okay," I stammered. "I think it's right around the corner of the house there," I pointed. "Thanks, I'll find it," he said as he started off across the lawn. He was so casual about the whole thing. I mean, he didn't even say anything about the fact that he had caught me out washing my car wearing next to nothing and I found myself feeling a little disappointed. Usually, all the guys I've let see me wearing feminine things have come on to me like gang busters. So, I decided to flirt with him a little and see if I could get a reaction. I made it a point to be on my tip toes, stretching way out while I washed the roof of my car when he came back from around the side of the house. I knew my tanned little ass cheeks were hanging out the sides of my skimpy bikini I and I wanted to give him a good look at them. As I worked my way down to washing the hood, I was delighted to see his reflection in my windshield. He was rubbing his crotch as he watched me from the corner of the house. The front of my shirt was wet from leaning against the car and my nipples were rock hard, clearly showing through the thin fabric of my bikini top. My cock was also getting hard and the bottom of my bikini barely containing it. He finally walked up and stood next to me. "Well, I read the meter, but I ...
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