Jane is Trying to Prevent a Small Leak from becoming a Big Squirt

Jane placed her toolbox down on the carpeted floor and locked the door. She didn’t like taking jobs on at weekends, but this one was for one of her bigger clients and this office building needed to be ready first thing on Monday for the agent to show prospective hirers around, so it was urgent. And for a plumber, urgent means extra income.

So despite this being a particularly hot and sunny weekend, she had agreed to the call out to fix the air conditioning throughout the unit. Apparently it had been working fine, but had stopped cooling the offices yesterday and needed to be working for the viewings. By the time Jane had found the problem, after around an hour of crawling through the ceiling voids, she couldn’t wait to feel the cold air on her skin – it was roasting in here and even before starting to fix the actual problem she was hot and sweaty.

Jane surmised that some crap had got into the pipework and blocked it somewhere, which meant that the units in the offices couldn’t cool anything. It might take her ten minutes if she was lucky, or it could mean replacing whole sections of pipe which snaked through the ductwork over each office. She secured her head torch, put some tunes on his speaker, and got started.

Today, she wasn’t lucky. This was a pig of a job, and it was fucking hot in here. She stripped off her polo shirt, dropping it onto the floor. This helped, but sweat dribbled down her back under her bra strap and into the waistband of her shorts, so she undid them too and kicked them off over her work boots. It was much better, working in her bra and panties.

After about thirty minutes the AC unit in this office, at least, was working. She stood under the cool breeze, enjoying the way it made her body feel. She tried to hold her cleavage under the fan, and to pull the waistband of her panties forward a little to let some cool air in, but was just left frustrated. After checking that the blinds were closed, she decided to unclip her bra strap. The cold breeze on her breasts was delicious, and she noticed immediately that her nipples began to harden. She looked around as if half-expecting somebody to be watching, then slipped out of her panties too.

Jane felt much better after a short time standing naked under the air conditioner. Her sweat was cold on her skin now, and the cool air tickled her nipples and her pussy. She already felt naughty, being here stark naked, and she felt her pussy start to tingle. Who cares, she thought, using one hand to pinch an erect nipple, the other to stroke her clit. It’s not like anybody else is here.

Jane was starting to feel better about taking this job now. She was quite enjoying working in this empty office with her tits out and her wet pussy bared. Maybe, she thought, she should do more jobs naked?

She picked up her stepladder, threw a coil of new pipe over her shoulder, whistling happily as she went upstairs to work on the next unit.