A little lie never hurt anyone

After thinking it over for a brief moment or two, you decide that a slight lie may be better right now. After all, it may even work out in your favour. "Well, you see, our shower broke this morning. So I went over to see Mr. Wood and asked to use his shower. He was only too happy for me to use his facilities."

"Oh, I see," answered Mrs. Cleft, somewhat relieved at the reasoning. "But why didn't you just ask if you could ask if you could use our shower? It would have been no trouble and we are only next door. It would have been better than having you parading half-naked across the street."

"Well, you were saying goodbye to Mr. Cleft and I didn't want to bother you with these things," you answer with your best lovable smile. "You help us out so much as it is. I wouldn't want my family to become a burden."

"Nonsense." replied Mrs. Cleft as she smiled back at you. "What are neighbours for after all?"

"Thanks, Mrs. Cleft. I'll remember that for next time. Well I'd better not take up any more of your time, I'm sure you've plenty to do." With that you smile sweetly one more time at the attractive older woman and continue onto your house.

As soon as you reach the front door you turn around and see Mr. Wood still talking to Maria. She has her back to you but he can still see you from his doorway. After giving the old man a seductive wink followed by a cheeky grin you step into your house, making sure to drop the towel just as the door closes behind you.

You drop your soiled clothes off in the basket for washing, and continue to walk around the house naked. Twenty minutes later the phone rings. Hoping its Mr. Wood you quickly answer it with a pure, yet seductive greeting. "Hello?"

"Hello, Joy." says the woman's voice on the other end. "It's Mrs. Cleft."

"Oh, hello again, Mrs. Cleft." You reply a little disappointed. "What can I do for you?"

"Well, I was thinking about your shower problem," she continued. "Mr. Cleft always deals with all the mechanical and home improvement jobs in my house. But as you know he's at work at the minute."

"Oh that's a shame," you answer as sincerely as you can. "I'm sure he'd do a really good job with his big tool."

"Yes, quite." Either Mrs. Cleft was choosing to ignore your last remark or she decided to accept the innocent version of it. "However, he will be coming home for his lunch in an hour and he's on an extended break today, so he would have extra time to come over and have a look at it. Would that be okay?"

"Oh yes, of course," you reply eagerly as your mind immediately raced with hundreds of naughty thoughts. "That would be super!"

"Very good. I shall send him over as soon as he gets home." With that Mrs. Cleft hung up the phone, leaving you with just under an hour to prepare for her husband's arrival.