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Chapter 17 by brambank brambank

Does he find anything wrong?

Water problem

Mr. Cleft's first instinct was to check that the water was running. He turned on the taps in the sink and the water flowed normally as expected. However, when he tried the shower taps he didn't get quite the reaction he expected. "WHOA! What the...?!"

It seemed as though your ill-advised tampering earlier actually proved to be useful. Whatever you did to the shower apparently broke something and now the taps were spraying water all over the bathroom and all over your neighbour. As you stand there trying to stifle your giggles Mr. Cleft eventually manages to turn the water back off.

"Mr. Cleft! Are you ok?" you ask with **** concern. "Stay there. I'll get you a towel." The soaked Mr. Cleft turned around with water dripping from his face and down his firm torso. He wipes water out of his eyes and looks across to see you bent over searching for a towel. His eyes were immediately drawn up your slender legs and to where your short skirt had ridden up. That decision not to wear any underwear was about to come to your advantage.

While Mr. Cleft couldn't quite see anything much thanks to the way you had purposefully stood, he could still tell that you weren't wearing any knickers. And that was good enough for you right now. Having taken extra long to find a towel (and given Mr. Cleft plenty of time to stare at your bare ass cheeks) you stand back up and return to your moist neighbour. "Here ya go, Mr. Cleft."

"Thanks, Joy." said Mr. Cleft with a bewildered look. He wiped his face dry giving you a chance to get a close look at his damp muscled upper body. Seeing it like that from up close just made you feel even naughtier than before. Quickly you come up with a plan and grab another towel. Mr. Cleft stopped drying his face and looked down. He was greeted by the unexpected sight of you rubbing his body dry.

"Thought I'd give you a helping hand," you smile whilst working the towel sensually around his skin. Mr. Cleft allows you to continue and you take advantage by slowly going lower and lower until you reach his trousers. "Oh my! Your trousers are all wet too." you announce trying to hide your delight. "Do you want me to take them off or should I rub them for you?"

Will he take his trousers off?

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